Maiven Lightfoot (Arandor) Auto-translated

Lightfoot said goodbye to Valerio and went out into the yard, where June was already waiting for him. "Well, are we going?" he asked his friend.

They headed to the same tavern where they had met: Juno couldn't wait to tell the bartender what had happened. Inside, they found a strange trio: a halfling, a dwarf, and a creature, and they were talking quite loudly.

- Some people have no manners, - Mayven muttered to himself as he sat down next to June. - Ah, what could be better than a delicious meal and a good story to whet the appetite? - the halfling asked rhetorically and ordered a full meal with drinks.

June also joined in.
--Should we listen to them? Well, since they're shouting anyway.

- I was talking about our history, June. After all, you wanted to tell it.

Joon had just finished his second glass and let out a small puff of flame. "Exactly!" He stood up straight on the table. "Ladies and gentlemen! I present to you myself and my friend, Maiven – the best monster hunters in the area! And dragon hunters!," he added after a moment's thought. "For a small fee, we will rid you of any monster or dragon in the shortest possible time! Don't believe me? Ask farmer Valerio! Every night, a huge werewolf dragged his livestock into its lair and ate it whole, leaving only the intestines, because they aren't very tasty! What did we do? We went and killed it! Maiven shot it through the head, but since the werewolf was a very scary beast, it was still alive, and I had to unleash lightning on it! Only smoke remained! And the half-digested skeleton of the cow it had eaten shortly before."

Maiven sat at the table, eating his lunch and occasionally nodding, acknowledging the words of his friend.

Three noisy humanoids headed towards the exit, and one of them, a dwarf, called out to Jun and Maiven: "Hey, hunters! Have you heard about the Kraken?"

- Yeah, we heard, - replied the halfling, - so what?

– Otherwise, we’ll go catch it and will catch it in the near future! And not for glory, but purely out of scientific curiosity! – Speak for yourself, my goal is to… feast! – corrected him the one-eyed man with a scar.

- Well... okay... good job, - the hobbit managed to say, and then added in a more cheerful tone - We wish you good luck!

June also wished him luck and changed the subject, starting to talk about how he and Mayven supposedly defeated a black dragon. The bartender brought a dessert, a pear in syrup, and placed it near June's feet, which were still on the table.

- Hey, that's enough, - Mayven pulled Jun by the shirt to calm him down and get him to sit down at the table for dinner.

June sighed. "But I just started!" he said, then sat down and began to eat.

- We should take a walk after lunch, maybe go to the market, perhaps we'll find something interesting, or maybe even a new adventure.