Thread:DragonNinja01/@comment-34012245-20190611143821/@comment-38036641-20190611162106

The whole tavern was bustling with men and woman with some type of weapon. No doubt this was an assassin den. A few of them look up or turned to see the visitor, looking at him for a bit before resuming their own thing.

Hard to imagine there being a quiet space in here.

A young man—whoops a teenager, stood up and walked to the visitor. “What’s someone like you doing here?” he asked, narrowing his eyes.