Reaching the chief's house, they were not stopped at the entrance and were led straight inside.
The heavy smell of meat and ale wafted through the air. There were not many people in the house, yet the atmosphere felt lively.
Dart and Luke walked side by side as they moved deeper into the residence and reached a large reception area. Several men, most of them soldiers, had gathered there and were enjoying themselves.
Some were eating and chatting, some were drinking while talking, and others were simply deep in conversation. The constant murmur of voices gave the place an energetic warmth.
Along the sides of the room were tables holding small barrels of what appeared to be ale, along with several pots of meat and other dishes.
"Want to eat something first? Doesn't seem like the Chief is going to notice us anytime soon."
As Dart said that, Luke followed his line of sight and finally spotted the man who governed the village.
