Doc said there should be a bar somewhere around...here you were!
Nerva enters hoping to find Franz Ulrich, the owner of the bar. He heard that he is really good at making apple cider, at least that is what Doc said.
The environment was really cozy. Except for the bar, the lights were really dim.
Hmm, hard wood floor. It's been a while since I've entered such an establishment. he went straight to the bar hoping to find Franz.
While getting closer to the bar, he saw something that made him instinctively reach for his gun and prepare for melee combat. Wooo there cowboy! thought Nerva. Is that a nano-armor? last time he saw one, things did not end well for the ones who were fighting against its wearer.
Neah, that can't be. They were destroyed long ago., continued Nerva in his head.
Let's hope I do not have to use that here.
The woman noticed him approaching the bar. Welp, there is no turning back from this one.
