Welcome, Traveller!
The Tavern is open :)
[OBLIVION-STYLE ZOOM ONTO THE TAVERNKEEP'S FACE]
TAVERNKEEP: You're welcome to rest here awhile - we have good food and drink, and there's always a host of strange folk hanging around here to keep you company...
TAVERNKEEP: Anyway, what can I do you for?
order a drink
order something to eat
hear the latest gossip
TAVERNKEEP: Well, I shouldn't say really, but
GRIST has been seen UNPACKING IN A NEW COTTAGE recently?
*AHEM* I never gossip and I'm not about to start now! check the QUEST BOARD if you're so interested in the local comings and goings!
You step away from the bar and turn around to scout the rest of the room. The little tavern is warm and inviting, and filled with the scent of fresh bread. The bard in the back corner smiles at you as they tune their lute, little snippets of music occasionally ringing out when they test a chord. A few customers chat in little groups around the room, some huddled close and speaking in urgent whispers, others laughing and egging one another on to buy a round of drinks.
approach the bard
BARD: Ah, greetings friend! it isn't very lively in here yet - well, maybe except those two knights in the corner - but I'll play you something peaceful if you like :)