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Hak leaps to his feet and cracks his knuckles, before grabbing a metal beer stein off a nearby table. "It's CLOBBERIN' TIME!"

He rushes forward and lays a wicked right cross into the nearest miner.

Attack roll: 18 + 3 - 4 (improvised weapon) = 17

Damage if hit: 1+3 = 4

Hak looks at you confused. "Whut you Softies talk bout? Plenty of food right here!" He points at the half-eaten pig still on the table, before tearing off another hunk of gristly meat.

"Good food! FREE food! Eat up!"

Ezmeralda chuckles nervously and jots down your respective orders, and scurries off. You get the distinct feeling she wants to spend as little time at your table as possible.

As she finishes with the last order, ignoring the comments from Raistlin Jr, Darnek hefts a small dinner plate and lets fly. It sails a small distance across the table and bounces with a metallic "Doink!" off the side of Ranger's head.

GAR HAR HAR! He gots yoo good 'dere, Ranger. Right in der noggin! GAR HAR HAR!

Hak takes another chunk of meat and stuffs it into his mouth, sucking the dripping grease and gravy from his fingers with a loud slurp.

Hax plops down into his chair, grabs a leg of roast pork that a previous diner has left on your table, and begins munching away happily.

"Food good!" He announces with a loud, rumbling guffaw. "Me like 'dis place!"

Name called Hak. I hit stuff. What else to know?