Tavern Troubles

[Codestar7]

Azagrimm had just arrived in Reajh, and found a tavern to settle in and have something to drink.
The tavern common room housed an assortment of different people, elves, dwarves and even a fairy. He sat down, used to sitting with his robotic legs.

He had no friends or contacts in Connlaoth, though he should easily enough. Azagrimm had chemistry, and a look to him that made a lot of mouths water.
He looked around, seeing if anyone was looking at him. Of course, most people were subtly but blatantly taking glances of him. That's what you get for being small in a foreign continent.
He sat, waiting, waiting, for nothing. He ordered a pitcher of ale, and turned around to return to his spot.

[Kratesis]

A maile covered glove pushed open the door and Julia strode into the bar. Her horse, spear, shields and other war-gear was outside. This left her in only her splint and maile armor, with only the sword Brannrokkor and her langseax hanging at her belt.

Blue eyes swept the tavern, the iron rings in her jet black braid clattering against her maile covered back with the motion. A hint of disapproval flashed through her eyes as she saw the dwarf but it never reached her stoic face.

Cutting a path through the various drunks, travelers and staff she approached the tender of the establishment. "One room." She held up one finger as she spoke, the other hand resting casually upon her belt. "Also, feed and bedding for one horse. I will pay extra if you can have one of your servant boys rub him down."

The reed thin, hollow eyed owner nodded. Eager to both accept her money and avoid the presence of the olive skinned woman, repulsed by her use of men's garb and tools.

[Scythe-Nova]

It had been a good day to Lynn, nothing embarrasing to her had happened all day nor had anything bad happened either. It was not untill later that she realized that it had been just like the calm before the storm, Now she sat there at the inn's bar where there now were three sepparate clearly drunk men hitting on her and it was getting really bad for her given how shy she is.

-"Please c-coul-"

Man1:"Hey come one baby why dont cha drink one on me?!"
Man2:"Come on wont you party with us eh?!"
Man3:"We'll treat ya well sugar, real good!"

Interuppted again she blushed wildly as the men made her really uncomfortable by firstly being to close they tried to get all the time and secondly speaking to her so vulgularly and loud as well, Lynn did not like being approached like this actually she did not like getting approached at all. She had tried to get rid of the men for some time now but every time she tried to speak up she got interuppted by the men in some way, Even some of the other patrons glanced at Lynn's table with annoying eyes but none of them seemed to want to get involved.

[Codestar7]

Azagrimm spotted three men giving a lovely young girl some trouble. It looked to him as if she was trying to tell them to leave her alone. Azagrimm, knowing what it was like to be looked down upon by drunken psychopaths.

He rose, and sauntered towards the group of troublesome men. Well, walking as casually as possible with robotic legs.

Once he got to the group, they looked at him, spat, and cursed at him, loudly.
"Is there some trouble here, miss?"