[b][Bernard][/b]
The barkeep stared at Claire for a short moment, turned and rang a silver bell that he had kept in his pocket. It did not take long for the chef to come out of the kitchen to appear before Bernard. The chef was an ordinary human with a large belly and a jovial face, his hair black and long, made into two braids. His hat was a traditional muffin-top, white like the rest of his clothing. The ever smiling chef waited until Bernard gestured with his thumb to the girl, grunting "Claire." The chef nodded and swiftly returned to the kitchen. The kitchen became alive with a racket befitting of an angry chef yelling at his lazy underlings, all of them rushing to prepare a meal.

Bernard, expressionless, turned back to the entirety of the tavern and waited.

Then, Katelia burst through the doors with a giant boar and her pet [i]cat[/i]. She called him [i]Bernie[/i], and once more there was no reaction. He grunted when she dropped the boar. For the first time that day, Bernard moved and made his way towards the boar whilst Katelia went to the kitchen, retrieving the thing with a single hand, lifting it over his shoulders by the back leg and taking it to the kitchen. He ignored her as he passed by and tossed it nonchalantly into the Ice Room. Bernard left the Ice Room, the kitchen, and returned to his station, standing there as he watched the door, the patrons, and everything else. When Katelia returned from the kitchen, he nodded as she returned to her usual spot, remaining where he was as he rang a brass bell from within his pocket. The other waitresses in the tavern went to Bernard, who gestured to the blood on the floor. They went to work emphatically, not wanting to question Bernard. Not that they would get anything out of him besides a single syllable or a grunt.