~𝕯𝖎𝖑𝖚𝖈~

as you walked in you saw alot of people were at the tavern, pretty much all tables filled with people, making it pretty loud, you could bearly hear your own thoughts, but that's what's expected of a tavern, loud. you could see a man with firey red hair behind the bar counter, mixing/making and serving up different drinks to multiple people, sliding the drinks across the counter efficiently and professionally

You waited at the counter patiently, waiting for the man to finish up, lightly tapping your fingers against the hard, wood bench

Eventually he finished serving that round of drinks for another group, and approached you, a normal, not quite mad, but exchausted facial expression

"Im diluc, the owner of this tavern, what can I get for you tonight?" He asked in an interested tone of voice, all while drying out a glass with a towel