Greg

"Aghh! Fuck me, you call this a steak?! I can still hear this cow mooing!" Right as the party was about to be escorted to their floor, a sudden scream from one of the patrons of the inn stopped them in their tracks. "Who's your fucking cook? A hyena with a chef's hat or something?"

"This voice…" Recognizing the voice, Liliyana stared at the man as he complained to the female server. For a moment she thought it was the man from back in the dungeon, but with how burly he was, she figured there was no way it was him.

'But his voice, it sounds so similar.' She thought, all the while the receptionist who was about to guide them up instead rushed towards her little girl.

"Hey! You're not gonna yell at my daughter that way!" She commanded, pulling her daughter away from the shirtless man.