Abasdarhon's Castle

Deciding not to disturb the guests having fun, Felian cautiously made his way to the bar counter.
—Good afternoon. Does this happen often here? —he nodded towards the fighting.

—Hey, handsome! —the barmaid smiled at the fairy and assessed him with a glance. —It happens sometimes. At least it provides some entertainment at work. It's a pity I'll have to clean up later.
—Get him!
—Can't you stop?
—Take that!
—Don't stain the floor with blood! Ha-ha! —the barmaid shouted at them.