Indeed, the tavern was full of people, a few of them soldiers who had been allowed to leave their posts to be replaced with a fresher guard. They were mostly in awe of the knights, while some of the other patrons seemed quite confused with the conversation. The bartender, a tall, rather broad man with a friendly, warm expression on his face, nodded as he took Klaus's order, and first delivered some of their finest ale. The meat, naturally, took somewhat longer to be prepared properly. There was a distinct scent of various foods cooking, and just how appetizing it smelled... well, it was clear the tavern wasn't popular only for its alcohol.

Soon enough, a piece of fine steak was delivered. There were no real frills about it, but it was cooked perfectly, and seasoned well with salt and pepper.

"Ah, there's also this. A little lady wanted me to deliver it to you."

He produced a note from his pocket and placed it on the counter.

[i]Don't forget about Ennifer![/i]

It wasn't signed, but there was a small smiley face after the words. However, something seemed to almost write itself on the opposite side...

[@Foolish Errant][@Crimson Paladin][@Noodles]