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While Alterans were quietly preparing for their first war, the aborigines from the city were relaxing their hearts out. They would peruse the interesting territory, buy what they wanted, and get special treatment for their money as 'very rich customers'.
Other than this, they were also approached for advice and knowledge, and in exchange, they would also receive some purchasing tips and often a free meal here and there.
The past few days, there had been elders or positioned guards who would ask them a couple of questions, some surprisingly acute, while some were just odd but they answered anyway.
For instance, a man named Vino—the owner of Heartbreak Tavern—once asked them if they, aborigines, were generally fond of alcohol during the night.
When they said yes, he then asked if a tavern was available and would it definitely have business at all hours.