BANG
An adventurer slammed a severed head onto the counter. Nika watched from near the entrance as the man with a scarred face grinned at the clerk processing his bounty claim.
The head belonged to a bandit captain who he'd tracked down.
"Told you I'd get the bastard." The adventurer's voice rang across the hall with the kind of volume that demanded attention.
"Three bloody weeks tracking him through Shafowfen— I"
The clerk cut him off by sliding a pouch of coins across the counter. The adventurer picked it, weighed it, nodded, and turned to his waiting companions with a triumphant shout.
Nika moved further into the hall. The space opened around him with the mission boards dominating the eastern wall, blinded with contracts.
To the west, there were food stalls selling hot meals. The air was mixed with the smell of roasted meat and ale as well as sweat, leather and steel.
