Calaethis spun around in the street, and halted. "So, you would have me?" he sneered slightly "What makes you think I'd want to participate in a dwarven inn? All you'd do is make comments about 'pouncy' elves..." Then he shrugged "Prove me wrong" with that, he strode into the inn, his cloak still flapping around him, and ducking slightly, he found a table in a corner, and sat down. Looking at the one of the waitresses, he summoned her "Ale please..." while thinking lets taste this "fabled" dwarven brew...
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