The tavern was loud and lively, patrons shuffling in and out. You wander through the hubbub, avoiding a pit of pillows and stepping over chatting centaurs. Passing many tables, you approach two cervines that seemingly own the tavern. They were both chatting away, not having any orders they needed to tend to. The darker cervine notices you first, wagging her tail in greeting. The other’s tail quickly follows suit, waving to you. They both greet you warmly and offer their many services in the tavern. You mention that you noticed some treehouses that were being built outside and wished to inquire about them. You felt that despite the wetness of the area, you wanted to also build your house here. The tavern heads exchanged glances; ears perked with bright buzzing excitement.
"So, it's decided then?"
"No second guessing?"
You nod, widening your eyes in surprise as you feel your arms being gripped firmly and promptly yanked outside by the twins.
"Come, let's go pick your plot out!!!!" they