Divine Journey

Damn, there are quite a few people here, eager for treasure and adventures. Hostor quickly surveyed what was modestly called a "village" and spat. This adventure will be more dangerous than expected. Or more fun. Redram smiled and, disdainfully examining the surroundings, headed towards the building that, judging by the hastily updated colorful sign, was the local tavern. Restraining the urge to kick the door, Hostor calmly entered the hall. The room was quite crowded, which somewhat disappointed the mage. He frowned and headed towards the counter, trying to walk as carefully as possible and not bump into the local rabble. Only after reaching his destination did Redram catch his breath and address the tavern owner.
- Hello, owner. Give me a pint of beer and meat with vegetables. And if you also tell me what's going on here, you'll get a couple of coins extra. If you're interested, of course...