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Chapter 2 by RicoLouis RicoLouis

What's next?

Head For The Tavern

I figured I look for a tavern. I could use something besides water to parch my thirst and I was sure that the taverns here where probably first come first serve with this many people. I could kill for a drink and something to eat that didn't involve me having to kill it myself.

Of course finding a tavern was easy. Taverns where a dime a dozen on the open road but they sometimes were lacking. I had stayed in taverns that had soft beds, some that had fair prices, some that served good food and quality drink that didn't taste like horse piss. But never all three.

I perused the markets as I went stopping to ask a few merchants what they though the best inn was while I browsed their wears. I noticed that the deeper in one went the higher the class merchandise was on display and the older the buildings got. It would make since that the newer residence would live in the newer parts of town father from the castle. I passed a few brothels on the way but did my best not to get lured in as much as I wanted to. At least I thought that was what they were by the signs. Few people could read so typically most business only had a wood carving signs on the outside.

After asking around a bit I came to a pub that a few people had suggested. Despite the early hour I could hear the typical commotion of people inside that most places had at night. I saw an older man unloading cask from the back of a wagon, no doubt some kind of . As the roads opened up for trade in the spring so did the shipments of . Many brewed and fermented through the winter months giving it a strong flavor. I saw the man set the keg down and hold his back.

"Need a hand unloading?" I said coming over.

"If you like. Can't really pay you though." He shrugged as he looked me over.

"That's alright. Maybe you can put in a word with the owner and help me get a good room." I shrugged. Mom had taught me long ago that you should never pay more then you had to for something. He gave a laugh in response.

"I think I can do that since I own the place. You carry the kegs in and you got yourself a room. That way I don't have to worry about any growing legs when I am inside."

"No problem." I said picking one up. I could hear the liquid sloshing about in the cask which made it wobble slightly as I went up the steps. I entered the tavern to see all manner of folk sitting and talking and laughing. Several humans, a couple of elves, a few gnomes which one might expect but I also saw an orc sitting in a corner enjoying a meal. A cute gnomish smiled as she made her way past carrying a few drinks over to a table where a pair of pair of goblins sat at a table talking among themselves. Her nice large ample tits bouncing as she walked.

I saw a lovely young woman with red hair standing at the counter pouring a drink for one of the cat folk and laughed at something they said. She wore one of those lace up bodices that pushed her nice full ample tits up. Her white shoulder less chemise was cut low showing off her cleavage. I couldn't help but smile as they jiggled slightly as she cleaned the counter.

"Excuse me. I was told to bring this in, the guy said he owned the place." I said carrying the cask over to the bar.

"That would be my father." She smiled. "Please, follow me. You can put them back here." She smiled and sat down a towel. I went around the bar and followed her into the back. She had a nice figure I thought as I admired her ass. I couldn't help but notice a slit in her dress that showed off a bit of Leg. "Thanks for helping. My father always overdose it despite his old war wounds but he is stubborn that way."" She said as she glanced back.

"No problem. He said I could have a room for tonight." I smiled.

"I will hold him to that. Here is fine." She said as she held out her hand towards a shelf with several stands for the cask to sit on. I left my backpack in the storeroom until I was done, twenty three more cask later. I went back into the barroom and took a seat at the bar. It felt good to finally be off of my feet.

"All done?" The barmaid asked.

"Yep, everything is on the shelves." I nodded.

"Thanks. Let me get you something to drink. I am Rose by the way. So what would you like. We got beer, honeyed mead, elvish wine, and gnomish ale."

Which Drink Do You Prefer?

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