The sudden commotion drew everyone's attention as a table was violently overturned, spilling mugs of ale and scattering coins onto the floor. A young man, burly and red-faced, loomed over a smaller woman who had been thrown to the ground. Her simple tunic was torn at the shoulder, and her face flushed with anger as she tried to scramble to her feet.
"You think you can wreck my goods and just walk away?!" the man bellowed, his voice booming over the clamor of the tavern. "You owe me, girl! Pay up, or I'll make sure you never leave this city!"
The woman glared up at him, her lip trembling but defiant. "It was an accident! You pushed me—"
CRACK.
The young man's boot connected with a wooden chair near her head, splintering it and silencing the room for a brief moment. The adventurers and mercenaries nearby glanced at the scene but quickly returned to their drinks and conversations, some even laughing under their breath.