"Give me something warm," said Jack as he slammed some money on the tavern counter. "I need something that'll help me relax. I've been working too hard lately and need a break."
The server behind the counter took Jack's money and nodded at him.
"Ain't that the truth. Everyone around here is too worked up ever since the news about the revolutionaries spread. Bad business that - I hope the guardians take care of that rabble before it gets out of hand. Don't worry, I'll whip you up something real nice that'll take the load off."
The crowd in the random tavern wasn't too big, with only a few who looked like they were grabbing a meal in their lunch break. Naturally, the food in the tavern had the power to grant powerful augmentations to law manipulation, or else why would a bunch of immortals eat during the day?
Then again, there were also a number of mortals here, but in a different section of the tavern.
