Break chairs with me /open

Amon had just finished a delivery job, with Kakariko being the location where the item had to be brought to, and was currently holding his payment on his right hand. The solid feel of the rupees through the fabric of the pouch was quite satisfying indeed. The kind of feeling only after a job well done.

"But then again, having a steinful of ale or two after a job is even better", Amon chuckled to himself, with a smirk, as he stared at the tavern. He hadn't gotten a drink in a couple of days, so the need to get some alcohol in his system was even greater than normally for the Sheikah man.

Entering the tavern, a surprising sight caught Amon's attention. It was a Goron. And not just any Goron. It was Solveig, the current head honcho of the rock people.

Walking from the entrace with silent steps, Amon made his way right behind the Goron and gave him a good slam on his rocky back to ensure the chief Goron would notice. The back was sturdy as hell, so the nerve system was quite scarce there after all.
"How're you doing, you rocky bastard?" Amon gave a grin alongside his greeting to his old friend.

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"Little man is feeling quite jolly right now, having just finished his job and gotten his rupees, Amon replied with a smile, dangling the fabric pouch filled with rupees. He even gave it a couple of small shakes to really hear the valuable stones jingle their oh-so-pleasant jingle.
"And don't imply I'm weak, Solveig, or do I have to give you another scar?" Amon chuckled, having an obvious joking tone to his reply on Goron head honcho's comment about his slam, as he pointed on the scar right on Solveig's right chest.

Tossing the pouch in the air and grabbing it mid-air with a swipe, Amon pointed at the free space next to Solveig.
"Anyways, with that job well done, I have to come enjoy a stein or two of ale. And as you're so conveniently here, you don't mind me keeping you company?" There was a small hint of a hopeful glint in the Sheikah man's dull red eyes, which really was unusual with a person like him. Still, it wasn't so often that he met up with his Goron friend, so enjoying alcohol with him would be just a jolly good time.

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Of course Amon was expecting Solveig to say 'yes'. He knew the Goron man well enough to know that much, but even with the impossibility of him saying 'no' would have happened, the Sheikah man would've still just sat down and keep good ol' Solveig some company.

Sitting down on the seat right next to the Goron, Amon gave the table four taps with his index finger, which the bartender noticed immediately, who then proceeded to bring out two steins filled to the brim with ale right in front of the pair. Amon was a man who traveled a lot, with specific places he visited often, so having a couple of taverns where he was a regular was no surprise.
"First one's on me", Amon nonchalantly said with closed eyes, grabbing his stein and proceeded to take a humble glug out of his alcoholic drink. After placing the stein down, the mercenary licked a trace of ale that had trickled across his lower lip, and turned around to look at Solveig.
"So how's the role of a boss been treating you lately? Are the boys doing well?"

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