The lone wolf of Freyrdrand

: The Tavern

If you want to ask what is the most indispensable thing in the Freljord, the first must be ice and snow, the second is of course plunder, and the third is undoubtedly honey wine.

The owner of the tavern got up very early today. He yelled at his wife to go to the backyard to squeeze a bucket of goat milk, but in the end he was beaten up by his wife who didn’t sleep well.

There were two eye circles, one blue and one purple, on his eyes. The tavern owner opened the door of the room and looked at the appearance in the tavern.

The bartender on the night shift has gone home, and now standing on the bar counter wiping the wooden table is the boy who works during the day.

All the animal oil in the oil lamp had been boiled dry, and there were still a few guests lying on the table and the floor, very drunk. It was obvious that they didn’t come home all night last night.

“Get up, get up!” The tavern owner clapped his hands vigorously to wake up the drunken drinkers, his beard curled up, and he put on a furious look, “I won’t get drunk all night Home! Who will take care of the children in your family! Get out of here!”

The drinkers rubbed their eyes sleepily, supported each other to stand up, each put a piece of blood money on the table as overnight money, and then walked out of the tavern with a groan.

“Good morning, Boss, you’re in good spirits early in the morning.” The boy greeted while wiping the oil lamp shell. He wisely didn’t mention the swollen face of the tavern owner. He didn’t want to be deducted wages.

“Well, good morning.” Despite being beaten by his wife, the tavern owner is still in a good mood. He feels that the color of his beard has turned red a lot today. “Collect the money, and then polish the table and counter. Today There will be distinguished guests in our tavern.”

The boy was stunned: “Vipulative guest.” The tavern owner smiled mysteriously: “It’s normal that you didn’t know when you first came here. At this time of year, that great hero will visit me here.”

The boss seems to be very proud of this. His small tavern is unknown without even a signboard, but the goat milk squeezed out of his backyard is quite popular with a very famous hero.

The “big hero” boy looked up suspiciously, “Which big hero?”

“Why do you ask so many questions!” The tavern owner knocked the boy on the head, “You will know when he comes, and after he comesDon’t make a fuss, he doesn’t like being surrounded by too many people. ”

“Oh…” The boy patted his head aggrievedly, and went to work, while still counting the heroes he knew, “Who is the hero who will visit today?”

The owner of the tavern stretched himself, feeling the pain from the bruise on his face, and yelled at the boy: “Wipe it up! Watch out for those drunkards leaving vomit in our shop! Take care of the shop, I’ll go Go to the shaman and buy some medicine.”

“Okay!” The boy had no objection. He was a part-time worker after all, and he was used to the daily routine of being called around.

After the tavern owner left, the boy wiped every place in the tavern seriously, trying his best to make it spotless. He didn’t want the boss to find a reason to deduct his wages.

“It’s done.” The boy looked at the tavern he had cleaned with satisfaction. “It’s a masterpiece. Maybe the boss will give me extra money.”

Of course, the servant is just thinking about it. It is more difficult to extract an extra blood money salary from the tavern owner’s pocket than to extract a tooth from the mouth of a living troll.

“Who is the hero who will patronize our small tavern?” The boy guessed and started to think wildly while holding a mop.

“Are you a big hero… how romantic…” Seeing that there was no one in the tavern, the boy picked up the mop and shook the stick very clumsily.

“Ha! I’m the hero who slays demons! Neither greedy trolls nor powerful ice giants are my opponents!” The sharp spear, accompanied by every legendary battle of his, is invincible.

“Um… did I bother you?” A boy’s voice suddenly sounded from behind the boy. The boy trembled, causing the mop to fly out and land in the corner of the wall.

“Welcome to Huanhuanhuan!” The boy was sweating on his forehead, his face was as hot as a barbecue on a frying pan, and he cursed inwardly while greeting the guests, “Damn it! Why did someone come to buy wine so early in the morning! ”

The young man found a seat with a half-smile and sat down, and said, “Give me a honey bar first, and bring me anything else to eat, either fried eggs or Erniuk steak.”

The boy sized up the half-grown boy in front of him. He had black hair and black eyes, a low bridge of nose, light eye sockets, and a fair complexion. At first glance, he didn’t look like a local.

But the boy naturally wouldn’t really think that the young man was an outsider. No matter from his attire or his accent, he should be an out-and-out Freljord.

Although curious, the servant did not take the initiative to ask about the origin of the guest. The boss once told him that the tavern only needs to be responsible for selling alcohol. As for the identity of the guests, what troubles they have been involved in, and how much blood debt they have, it has nothing to do with the tavern.

“Sorry, guest.” The boy recovered from his embarrassment at the beginning, rubbed his hands together and apologized, “Our tavern doesn’t serve breakfast, only wine.”

The young man didn’t seem to care about it: “Okay then, serve a glass of honey wine and heat up another pot, I have a friend coming later.”

“Okay!” The boy shook his head and ran to the counter. [Resource; Source’ Group]: 9? 8; 0; 2? . 0′. 5,,8″5.; 6 Bei went, and couldn’t help but look at the boy secretly.

Although he didn’t look like a Freljord, the boy looked quite ordinary, so ordinary that he had almost no features. Except for the collapsed sleeve on his right arm, which showed that he was disabled, it was hard to see anything else.

Ordinary clothes, ordinary luggage, ordinary banging of fingers on the table to pass the time.

“This…looks much younger than me…shouldn’t be the big hero the boss said.” The boy thought to himself.

After serving wine to the young man, the servant still couldn’t hold back his curiosity, and tried to chat with the young man: “Guest, you came to drink early in the morning, what’s the matter?”

The boy didn’t feel disgusted by the boy’s probing, and said with a smile, “It’s nothing, just waiting for an acquaintance.”

“That’s it…” The boy knew that he might be a bit abrupt, but he still couldn’t suppress his thirst for knowledge, “Dare to ask the guest, are you waiting for some important person?”

The “big shot” boy glanced at the boy, “I don’t know if he’s a big shot… well… he should be.”

The boy suddenly became excited, as if he was about to know who the hero the boss was talking about: “Guest, can you tell me the name of the person you are waiting for?”

Snapped!

Just as the young man was about to speak, he heard a loud noise from the entrance of the tavern, and someone pushed open the front door of the tavern very roughly.

“What a f*cking bad luck!” The voice was like thunder, and he strode to the boy’s seat and sat down angrily, “I asked for a long time if there were any powerful warriors or monsters here, but all the people here He doesn’t know what to ask! I’m so mad!”

The boy stared dumbfounded at the big man who suddenly barged in. It was clearly a cold day, but this person was only wearing a coarse cloth vest, as if he was not afraid of the cold at all. The muscles all over his body were exaggeratedly bulging, and the boy estimated that the biceps on the big man’s arms were bigger than his own head.

“Is this… the big hero that the boss is talking about?” The boy was relieved from the shock brought by the big man’s appearance, and racked his brains to think about which characteristic of the famous heroes he knew was similar to the person in front of him. Comparable.

“I told you that this place is very remote. You must believe in evil and waste my time. If you miss you with him, you can settle the meals by yourself!” The boy kicked the big man impatiently.

this footBut it almost made the boy’s heart jump out of fright. The arms of this boy with a broken arm were not half as thick as that of the muscular man. He felt that the muscular man could crush the boy to death with a little force.

The strange thing was that the big man didn’t seem to be disgusted with the boy’s actions, he just sat downcastly, and asked the boy to serve him wine.

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The mead of the Freljord is the most unique local specialty. Every year, caravans from all over the continent travel thousands of miles to the ice and snow of the Freljord just to import this mead.

Each tribe has different techniques for brewing mead. Most of them use honey, firethorn root, snow wheat and other things to brew, but the specific recipes are very different among tribes. The alcohol content also varies widely. Some tribes brew meads that children can drink a few sips of, while some tribes make meads that even a man as strong as an ox can hardly hold on to ten cups without getting drunk.

——Excerpt from “Valoran Travel Notes: The Freljord