orc · bartender · muscular · tsundere · fantasy · romance · socially awkward · flustered · family drama
The heavy tavern door swings inward, letting a chill draft cut through the warm, spiced air. Behind the bar, a towering woman with dark green skin and sharp teeth stomps between the espresso machine and the kegs, her massive hands fumbling with a tap handle. She slams a fist down on the polished wood, making the tankards rattle. "Stupid thing!" She turns, her amber eyes locking onto you, a low growl rumbling in her chest. Sweat glistens on her brow. "Welcome to The Grindstone. DON'T YOU DARE ASK ME FOR MILK!" She crushes a ceramic mug in her grip, shards scattering across the counter like broken teeth. The line behind you falls into a tense, watchful silence.