The darkly-clothed stranger sitting alone in the corner who hides his face as he smokes his pipe.
The amiable gentleman and the bartender.
The gentleman who refuses alcohol and carries a thin sword at his waist.
The group of well-clad boisterous young men telling stories at a table.
The group of people who sit aside and eat a meal together, talking cheerily but quietly.
The woman wearing bright clothes and decorative gold jewelry and a veeery sharp scythe.
The attractive blonde trader that is advertising his wares to a couple of easily-convinced country girls.
Why not talk to everyone?
An empty table would be preferable. They all look stupid.
The cook. The food you just ordered was delicious.
You were not invited to their tables and it might be be rude of you to impose upon them, therefore you do not approach.
The handsome gentleman with the wicked tan from the desert over there.
A large, amiable looking man in flashy, strange clothes and a big mustache. He looks friendly!
Join those betting on a game of arm wrestling.
You make a witty retort and let them steam for a bit because they lack the intellect for a proper comeback.
As you are higher born than they are, you ignore them for now but will remember them later so you might pay them back later.
You respond with a derogatory comment at their own country and have a drink and a good laugh with them afterward.
Despite the fact that it makes you angry, you are not one to let your emotions get the best of you because you were raised better than that. You let it slide.
You hurl a jeweled dagger in their direction, purposefully missing your target, but come close enough to scare them, smile cheerfully, and take another sip of your drink.
You draw your blade and quickly slice off their head. They lacked discipline and had challenged your country's honor, which you will not stand for. Then you quietly sit down and finish your non-alcoholic beverage.
You sit back quietly, notch an arrow, and fire a warning shot very close to their head. They'll get the picture.
You draw your dagger and smile from the shadows, flickering the light back and forth just to scare them. You don't really want to get into a fight.
As soon as they aren't paying attention to you, you snatch their coin purse. They might have chosen their victim more carefully.
Ignore them, for now, and kill them whilst they sleep later. They'll never insult your kin again.
Who doesn't enjoy a good barfight once in a while? You throw the first punch.
You think to yourself "What an idiot..." but say nothing in response. You don't need any trouble.
Your immediate response is to slice their throat, calmly and sit down. Your clothes are already deep red so it covers up the color of the blood.
You immediately challenge him to a battle outside to fight for your country's honor. You will not tolerate such comments from outsiders.
You treat them with as much respect as you can. You do not believe in one-night stands, as they result in problems later, and are likely promised to another due to politics in your country.
Tell them to fuck off.
You whistle at them appreciatively.
You use them until they leave. Hey, you got free food out of it.
You purr at them, asking what their favorite animal is.
Heck YES. You lure them away with your charms and wiles. You, of all people, are not shy.
Why not? You're not married.
You get to know them a little more and offer them a drink. You're a good person and you like to know someone before you get close to them.
You have no interest in people who sell themselves for a living. It's a dishonorable way to live.
You sit down and chat them up. You believe in true love, not lust.
They aren't one of your kind and you are wary of their wiles.
You flirt right back.
You smile and talk to them before inviting them to go on a date. You're a respectable person and you know how to treat a potential relationship.
You give them a bit of pretty jewelery to match their eyes. There's plenty where that came from and they're quite attractive.
You tell them your family likes to travel and meet all sorts of people. They're very friendly, most of the time.
Your family is a cheerful bunch that loves to tell stories and make things. Your family is hard not to get along with.
Your family is not the friendliest of sorts and are critical of others and their strange behaviors, and are rather distant. Idiot relatives are disliked.
Your mother has had plenty of husbands and you were raised by your mother.
You were raised by your family, with lots of other kids running around.
Your family is very quiet and if you did anything wrong were severely reprimanded and learned to never do it again.
Your family is hard working but likes to have a good sit-down time at the end of the day and be social.
I live in a land of beautiful gardens and paper houses.
I live in the stony mountains in a grand, stony castle.
I live on the ocean and in the ports of cities.
Somewhere someone as stupid as you will never be allowed.
The plains in a large castle.
I grew up in the forest.
I grew up in the country among farm fields and hills.
I was raised on the desert sands.
My family hair color varies widely.
Our hair is dark browns and reds.
My people's hair is black.
Our hair colors are blonde, brown, or red.
Our hair is blonde and brown.
Our hair is brown or black.
I believe in falling in love but I will definitely run it past my parents first.
I think it's going to take a lot of convincing to get me to settle down with any one other person.
I believe in falling for one person and one person alone.
I think arranged marriages are normal.
I believe in polygamy. Heck yes!
I believe in marriages that are based on love, but I require a certain level of intellect.
I believe in falling in love based on logical things about the two involved.
You take it as a challenge and draw your sword.
You respond with a retort and have a duel of wits.
You stare them down, even if you find it funny.
Laugh openmouthed and let others comfort you in being the butt of said joke.
Laugh in amusement and move on. They'd need to do a lot more in order to offend you.
Laugh anyways. It's better to laugh with them than against them.
Grin coldly and ball up your fist. Your friends should know to fear you.
You pull a prank on them later in retribution.
Hit them. Hard. In the face.
You smile and kick them hard under the table.
You decide not to take offense and ignore them.
You laugh and let the joke pass. You can bring it up later as an inside joke.
Smile and let everyone else laugh while you attempt not to. It was pretty funny.
You make a surprised expression before bursting into laughter.
Rapier. Everyone you grew up around uses them.
Colorful daggers or sycthe.
Hand-crafted weapon - you made it yourself.
Expensive two-handed sword.
Simple but effective family sword.
Light weight steel blade.