Chapter 81
Lakeview is, unsurprisingly, a town next to a lake. As such, tourism plays an important role in the local economy. People from all over Lumin Kingdom gather in Lakeview to witness the Aphelion as its altitude is ideal for gazing at celestial bodies. An ancestor of the current King founded the town a really long time ago after taking down a monster that had its nest in the lake. Through this, he gained the favor of the people before Lumin Kingdom was founded.
Or so said the pamphlet I was reading as we waited for our drinks in the tavern, ’The Sharp Paw’. The name was a little on the nose for my taste, but who am I to judge. All the power for cat people.
French cat people, I thought with a chuckle and stored the pamphlet.
We sat around a table at the back of the tavern, near the counter.
"Like I said, ale is better," Bonte insisted.
"No way," Yolin replied, resting her elbows on the table. "That’s a kid’s drink."
The space had a rustic vibe: the building was made of wood, same as most of Lakeview’s edifices. Most workers were Tigea, something I noticed became more common the closer we got to Paarjo. Lupum were still a minority, and Humans were a rare sight around these parts.
"You both lack the finesse to enjoy a good wine," Bromisnar shook his head, a sorrowful expression on his face.
Elves were the flashier group of people, with Faeton being the most common race. Their colorful hairs and dark complexion a giveaway among all the brownish and white furs of the more... animal-looking species.
"I second that," Alyssa calmly betrayed her lover. "Wine gets better with age, unlike your ale and whiskey."
"Now, now," Yolin laughed. "Whiskey also gets better with age. You just need a strong liver and good taste."