Fletcher hated being outside of Queensport. Tiny villages had less people to rob and less nobles to be made less rich. He was attracted to this tiny village as a way of a vacation. He figured that it would be good for him to get away from the madness of the city. He needed to keep himself sane if he was going to get his mission done.

So that was why he was standing in as a bartender at a local tavern of this castle town. It was a tiny village but it did not really matter him. He figured that he would make  a great bartender since the locals seemed like they did not get a lot of new blood around here. So they were telling him all their secrets. His mentor had taught him to trust drunks since there was honesty in alcohol.