The Silver Stag Tavern.

The tavern is crowded, despite it only being midday. You find a spot at the bar and pay for a drink with a few copper coins.

At the nearest table, a young man has the attention of a large group of people. He’s very attractive, with short black hair and a stubbled jaw. A lyre is strapped to his back, so he must be some sort of bard.

“Every race!” He shouts. “I’ve fucked them all!”

You realise that he’s bragging about his sexual exploits. You turn back to your drink, somewhat annoyed that he’s so open about such a thing.