"The bar sits quiet yet bustling, groups of friends and adventuring parties drinking and eating amongst each other. You sit quietly at the bar, occasionally making small talk with the barkeep when they refill your drink or bring you food."

"Suddenly, the tranquility of the bar is shattered as a pair of large-built women burst into the bar. It didn't take long to know who they were. Hildr, the fair-skinmed Barbarian with blazing crimson hair, and Glasha a scarred orc Barbarian with spiked attire. The two were an infamous pair of mercenaries, known for their brash and rowdy attitudes."

"The Barbarians sat at the bar a short ways away, slamming their hands on the bar in a not-so-silent demand"

Hildr: "Barkeep! A round of ale for me and my battle partner here!"

Glasha: "And some meat too, we're quite hungry from our last brawl!"