That day Dave didn't return to the dungeon, the arrow that struck him may have been a fluke, and he was completely fine, but that day he just needed some time to himself, trying to process all the revelations that he got lying under that tree.
He had a lot of dreams, that he may never be able to fulfill because he was stuck here, also, his life expectancy have taken a hard dive since he had put a foot in this world, he didn't know whether he would see the rising son of tomorrow, considering how dangerous this world is.
He needed to process his emotions, thus to process them, he turned towards the oldest invention of mankind, alcohol…
After he submitted the corpses of goblins, he made his way to a very popular watering hole of the city, that place was not hygienic nor it was in a good state, but yesterday he saw a lot of crowds over there, he figured at least give this place a try, after all, he didn't have a lot of options.