Kalgor and Gragnor
The door to the inn opens, and a burly man in studded, black leather armor, with a horned helm and charcoal gray cloak, walks through. By his side is a rather large cat, bandaged and limping slightly, it stays obediently to its master's left side. They calmly walk up to the end of the bar, taking the two seats at the end, only glancing at the other patrons. The man takes off his backpack, sitting it on the bar stool as he start pulling items out. Placing two bowls and a wooden mug on the bar, he takes off the helm, leaving on a wool cap, and puts it into the backpack, and then leans the backpack against the bar in front of his stool.
Catching the barmaid's attention, "My dear, here is what I am looking for today. Ale, beef and potatoes, milk, and work. Which of these can you help me with?" as he points to the mug, and the two bowls. He turns, looking at the cat. "Up."
The black panther, taking the seat against the wall, so it is in the corner, hops up on the bar stool and stares patiently at the empty bowl in front of it. The black bandages on its head and forearm silently tell the tale of a hard week so far.