When I woke up today it was still dark outside. One look out of the window told me why - underground city, so no sun. I made sure to set-up the lanterns before opening for business.
A thief dragged himself into the tavern and wouldn't even look me in the eye. Just sat down and tossed me some kind of metal coin (I don't even know what it's worth. I hope an appraiser stops in one of these days. I have a LOT of coins I can't identify saved up again).
I'm still a pretty good judge when it comes to drinks in these situations. A little Lichen Wine got him to open up about what's been weighing on him. The city's king of thieves gave him a task and he cut corners to get out of it. The job isn't done but he's not ready to try again or own up to it. Too afraid to correct it. Poor guy. I pour him another shot on the house.