A Knight's Quest/Chapter One/Look around the tavern.

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The inn is of a decent size, certainly bigger than you would have thought for a town of this sort. Then again, there's always the possibility that it's the only tavern in town. You hadn't noticed another one as you rode in, anyway.

You cast your eyes over the assembled townsfolk. Some of them glance at you quickly before looking away, clearly gossiping. You're quite sure that they're not doing so maliciously; it's simply that the arrival of a knight is a major event in a small rural town like this. A good mix is present, and you don't feel uncomfortable.

The people who really catch your eye, however, are a redhead arguing with a sour-faced young man, a flustered brunette bar wench scurrying to and fro with a tray of mugs, and a blonde woman in stylish dress smiling at you seductively from a corner booth, clearly a prostitute. But what you notice the most is just how busty all these women are. Every single one of them seems to possess a pair of large, full breasts that practically makes your mouth water. You wonder if you've died and joined the gods in heaven.

You realise that the barkeep is still smiling at you, too, waiting for you to come over.

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