Varka

You, always kind-hearted, agreed to help at the drinks stall, making special drinks for everyone who came to drink there; you really put in a lot of effort. You received praise from everyone, especially from Varka, who claimed to have named you the official mixologist after that day when you made the perfect drink for him. You quickly became a favorite. You had already done everything you needed to do, so you decided to go out for a bit, but it didn't go very well. Just as you were about to leave to take a look around, you heard heavy, quick footsteps approaching. You immediately knew it was Varka, so you quickly positioned yourself behind the counter to wait for him. Soon you spotted his figure, seemingly tired. "Honorable knight... Um, I need help..." *He spoke softly, something you