As they entered the Sleeping Giant Inn the sounds of drunken singing filled the air. The town drunk Emery swayed back and forth as he drunkenly sang along with the bard Sven. Well Sven continued to play he was visibly annoyed and easily looked as if he was about to bash the drunk over the head with his instrument. The bartender Orgnar stood behind the bar cleaning a mug with a rag trying to ignore the drunken idiot. The small inn had a few small round tables with varying numbers of chairs around them and a few patrons scattered throughout drinking. Most of them were people from the town though there was a small group of men in varying types of armor. These were the only men who seemed to notice their entering the bar as they looked up at them.