Saloon
At a determined pace, the young tamer headed toward that kind of a saloon, trying to figure out if there was a place outside to tie up his horse. Out of the corner of his eye, he observed the wooden statue above the square's fountain, now clearly visible from another perspective.
A mighty man held in his hands a large halberd, the lower end of which rested on the ground. He had long hair, carved with precision in wood, and a long beard, so thick that it was closed in a braid that hung down to the center of his chest.
Behind him, a demon was sublimely crafted, surely the work of an expert sculptor. A fiery phoenix had its wings open and its jaws turned towards the sky, as if, behind the man, it was dynamically taking flight.