(Open RP! I'm the girl. Someone be the guy??) He walked into the tavern cautious of the people around him. They were all criminals for sure. He could tell. As he took a seat. A girl and a man sit beside me. One look I know that poor girl isn't a felon. She sits close to the man but seems terrified of him. I get a look at him and I realize he's a hunter. The hunter. This poor girl must be his prey.
The Admial Benbow Pub in Penzance, Cornwall, UK - memories of childhood holidays in the area which included pub visits for a pint and a pack of bullion or in my case, a coke and a packet of crisps - been here a few times and always with the guy on the roof.