Looking into the restaurant from the outside, Vivian had thought that it would be a very loud and rowdy place. Only after going in did she discover to her surprise that it was actually rather quiet there. Aside from a few involuntary gasps of praise from customers as they enjoyed their meals, all of the conversations were in hushed tones.
Even orcs have learned to whisper? Vivian raised an eyebrow at the sight of two orcs conversing with one another in quiet voices. She had never seen that in any other restaurant before.
Furthermore, in this restaurant, there were orcs and elves sitting at the same table. Tensions had risen significantly between demons and dwarves as of late, but they were dining together in an almost shoulder-to-shoulder proximity here. Vivian had lived in Chaos City all her life, and she was struggling to believe her eyes. Just what had made all of the creatures here forget their differences?
