You call her Miss.

You have no idea how this is supposed to work. Looking around at everyone completely still you are pretty sure this must be some kind of entry area where you can mess around before you go out into the real game world and interact with real people. “I am feeling famished miss, could you get me a nice mug of ale, a plate of your finest food.” The white blob quickly is replaced by a buxom serving girl wearing little more than a leather halter top and skirt that do just about as much as your dress to cover her assets. But as she starts to speak you cut her off by adding, “Oh and can you send a mug of ale out to the guard at the gate he looked thirsty.” She smiles, and you are sure you hear someone say, “Preference noted.” She strolls away wiggling her perky ass, which you find it hard not to stare at, and vanishes through a door into the kitchen.

Soon she is back with your drink and you thank her with a nod and a smile. She holds up 4 fingers and smiles, “Four silver for the meal and drinks.”

“How much for a room? I think I might as well spend the night.”

“Another 5 silver or 7 if you want a private bath.” She answers.

“What if I want you to give me the bath, and keep me warm tonight?”

She smiles, “I will have you know I am not for sale.” She says and slaps you across the face.

It stings far more than you would have thought possible. “So real. So nice.” You say before you even realize what you have done. Again you are pretty sure you hear “Preference noted.” As she strides back into the kitchen. Calling after her you say, “Sorry. It was a complement I swear.” Still grinning you rub your jaw and drink your ale. Some man brings you food and you are sure you pissed the waitress off. He doesn't even say a word as he sets down your plate of food. A chunk of fine smelling meat, a chopped up potato covered in thin gravy, and a hunk of bread. The plate smells delicious and you dive in.

As you sop up the last of the gravy with the last chunk of bread the door opens behind you, footsteps walk closer and closer but you don't bother to turn around, till you hear a familiar voice. “So you bought me an ale. Trying to bribe a guard?”

As you spin around in the chair a mix of excitement, nervousness, and even a bit of dizziness from the ale wash over you and you feel your face flush a little pink. “Oh hi. I was just being nice.”

“I see. So no other motive then?” He asks with a smirk.

Just then the cute waitress strolls up with a key to your room and demands payment, “Seven silver.” She says, still sounding a little pissed. Your eyes flash back and forth between the two of them. Part of you feels like you should try to get one of them up to your room, but then again is this really what you should do? Or should you be trying to go find adventure?