Forearms that were bigger than most people’s waist came into view, leaning on the bar was sure to put you face to face with the great hulking houk bartender named Gorto!
“Welcome,” Gorto said, continuing to polish down the already immaculate bar before them, till the stranger's face could quite literally gleam off its surface.
“Need anything else?” Food or a snack, his tone was friendly, and the good natured Houk as always was bending down to put him at a height with most people, not liking to stand too tall, it was rare he’d stand up straight so not to startle anyone or turn them off. His job here was to try to welcome new folk or make them feel comfortable in a new environment if they were just visiting, everyone needed to take a load off time to time.
“New to the place?” Seemed to have that new air about him, and almost everyone wound up in here eventually to relax or just to meet people off duty. Gorto hadn’t seen him before, and so offered the customary bowl of free nuts and other picked spices or sweet dried fruit, that some species preferred, a gift to all first time visitors.
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