A door opens and closes from upstairs, and the sound of boot steps across the floor, before coming down the steps.
A middle aged nobleman dressed in the finest clothes of crimson and white silk, steps into the light.
Behind him, a beautiful elven maiden skips off to the middle of the tavern.
The gentleman approaches the kicked barmaid, "Sara..which one of these men struck you?"
Without hesitation she answered, "Twas the dwarf sir."
The nobleman instant threw a back kick, slightly turning his ankle.
The sudden , quick kick caught the dwarf by surprise as it connected with his chest.
Hagan flew backwards, knocking over the cushioned chair in front of the fireplace, landing inches away from the huge masstiff. 
The nobleman faced Quinn, "Get your friend and leave, never come back." 
Quinn nodded, walking back slowly away from the man, and as he reached down to help Hagan up...the masstiff looked him dead in the eye and growled "Never come back here"
The young human blinked and nearly stumbled in surprise, "Come on Hagan, this place is creepy."
The two ruffians scramble out the door, as the nobleman greets the party.
"My apologies , please sit, drink , eat, rest, all is on the house."
He claps his hands twice, and beautiful servants come with bowls of fresh fruit and bottles of the finest wine.
The Elven maiden begins playing a tune and singing a song of lost love.
"The voice of Angel,  and my wife, forgive me friends, I am Kristov Yetta, your humble host."