<span style="font-family: aa;"><span style="font-size: 115%; line-height: 116%;">Once Nolan got into the wooden path a little bit deep enough, he kicked the horse on the sides so that the animal could gain a little gallop since they seemingly were the only ones on the road right now. Speedy had developed a nice and gentle gallop down the wooded path but in the distance, there was a tavern set up and Nolan pulled back on the reigns to stop Speedy. <span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0000">"Whoa, boy."</span></span> He muttered towards the animal as he jumped down from his horse and tied him to a nearby post. <span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0000">"I'll be back, boy."</span></span> Nolan muttered as he slapped him gently on the back that caused him to neigh lightly.<br/><br/>Nolan walked into the tavern as his eyes scanned around the facility now. It seemed like he didn't belong there but nevertheless, he was inside the tavern anyway and sitting at the counter, ready to order. The barmaid came over with a bright smile upon her face as she asked Nolan what he wanted. Before he answered her, he tossed a few coins her way then looked up at her to meet her gaze. <span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0000">"Some ale, please and keep them coming."</span></span><br/><br/>It was going to be one hell of a journey so he needed to be drunk at least the first day. The barmaid took the coins and told Nolan that his ale was coming right up. With the nod of his head, he turned his gaze to face everyone else that located in the tavern, just to see if anyone was worthy of recruitment for his bounty hunt. Everyone there was either too drunk or looked like they would kill Nolan just to get the bounty for themselves.<br/><br/>Soon, the barmaid came back over with his ale then just let about a gallon right beside him. <span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0000">"Thanks."</span></span> He muttered as the barmaid offered him a wink in response then turned back to attend to the other guests. Nolan chugged down the first mug of ale as he whispered to himself. <span style="color: #BF0000"><span style="font-weight: bold">"One down, five more to go."</span></span> He then began to fill up his mug with ale again as he turned his bar stool to eye everyone present yet again.</span></span>