He sits at a table with a tankard of grog, drunkenly muttering to himself before he hears the tavern doors squeak open, he glances over and sees a young traveler enter. He eyes them up and down with a grin before calling out to you in an obnoxious manner "Hey....fresh meat, what's a fine, young doll like yourself doin' all the way out here, eh?"
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