INT. TAVERN - EVENING

An adventurer and bard take a quick rest from their

travels in a tired, but cosy looking tavern. Apart from

the servant woman fretting at the bar, there are only

two other patrons in the establishment, sitting in one

of the corners.

A selkie walks in a few paces behind.

SERVANT WOMAN

(to the adventurer and

bard)

Oh welcome, welcome! It's lovely

to see new faces around 'ere!

Please take a seat anywhere ya

like.

The servant woman looks at the sea creature

apprehensively, but welcomes her to sit anyway.

The adventurer and bard go to sit by the window. Before

they have the chance to take off their coats, a tomte

(no taller than 3 feet) has already slammed two big

mugs of beer in front of them. He scurries to the table

occupied by the selkie.

ADVENTURER

Very efficient.

The adventurer and bard clink their mugs and take a

sip. The servant woman walks over.

SERVANT WOMAN

Sorry about that, he's usually

much more welcomin'. I suppose 'e

feels a bit abandoned, what with

the owner not looking after the

place an' all.

BARD

What happened to the owner?

SERVANT WOMAN

Oh nothin'! His wife though...

(glances at the selkie)

Let's just say there's a reason

everyone's been more wary of the

sea folk lately.

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