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-Story Start-
-Third Person POV-
Taking a deep breath of the crisp and frigid air, Alistair resolved himself and entered the noisy and seemingly lively Inn.
As Alistair entered through the main door, immediately, the warmth of the inn enveloped him, providing a comforting contrast to the frigid air outside.
Alistair's vision is filled with a decent amount of people at the Lobby's check-in - Not an odd sight considering it is midday and this is one of only two proper Inns in this town.
Upon taking a distant glance to see if he recognizes the receptionist currently on shift, he notices it is Cana and not Mel.
"Hey! Alistair! Come here!" A feminine and tomboyish voice calls out to him, or more aptly put, demands for his presence.
Alistar's gaze shifts to the source of the voice, seeing Mel relaxing on a sofa in the lobby.
"Mel! How are you these days?" Alistair asks with a friendly smirk as he approaches the grey-haired tomboy.
Mirroring his expression Mel responds, "Fantastic! Bringing that idiot was the best thing you've done for us! HAHAHAHAHA" She laughed heartily and perhaps sinisterly.
With a raised eyebrow Alistair asked, "I've heard you've hired him... But is he that good or something?"
Mel let out a conflicted sigh, "Despite arriving late, leaving for unprompted breaks, being practically unruly and uncontrollable, and sleeping on the job... He is performing outstandingly, eerily so. He said he has no experience with service and yet he is outperforming every single one of us, even the veterans with years of service experience. It's creepy... But, why don't you see for yourself? He should be on shift right now, as you can probably hear." She added as she gestured with her head towards the Bar and Kitchen area.
Both Alistair's and Mel's ears couldn't mute the sound of girlish squeals even from a significant distance away.
With a snort, Alistair nodded, "Thanks, I'll go see the situation for myself."
Mel waved him off with a retort, "If he's your friend... Knock some sense into him and get him to not act so impulsively! That way he'd be less of a coin-generating nuisance."
As Alistair was a distance away he echoed out, "No promises!"
-Scene Change-
Passing through the open door leading into the Inn's indoor dining hall - Also being a bar and restaurant, the rustic sight is most nostalgic for Alistair.
Prior to receiving accommodations in the Sword God's Main Dojo upon achievement of the coveted rank of Sword Saint - He had stayed here for a few years.
As such, his surprise was also evident when he noticed a amount of customers that appeared only rarely - When there was a lot of traffic coming in here with visits from other Main Sword Schools or otherwise.
The bar and restaurant seats were filled to the brim with mostly starry-eyed girls of varying ages and a minority of men, some men with gazes filled with hatred fueled by envy. The others also starry-eyed?
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