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"Oh, I get around." he takes another quaff, gives a loud, contented sigh and wipes his mouth with the back of his sleeve.

The bar of the Spotted Wolf Tavern

Kigarou wrote:

He smiles.

"You folks don't seem the shtrictly military short either. What do you do?"

"We are adventurers, bandit hunters we are clearing out the greenbelt in hope that civilisation can be brought to the area."

replies Zokon hoping to keep the man talking

The tatted-up dwarf brings the 'stew'. It is stew-flavored.

"Mostly I just wander around. Doing jobs for people that most wouldn't like doing themshelves. I'm waiting to start one now. *hic* You're from the Gronzi Wood ain't you?" he says to Zokon. "I can tell by the acshent and eyebrowsh. You know a man by the name of Erlund Remuros?"

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"Military rations? Heh, I'm too used to that." Scarlet shakes the man's hand. "I'm Scarlet. Good to meet you."

"Numalar," Numalar says with a short bow. "Pleasure. I suppose we'll just have to make do. Even soldiers eat better than some," Numalar observes.

"Are you a soldier yourself? What outfit?"

"Oh no--*hic*--never had the discipline for that sort of thing." the man says in a good-naturedly drunken way. "I'm more of a shelf-empl-* shelf-empl-* a freelancer."

He smiles.

"You folks don't seem the shtrictly military short either. What do you do?"

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"Kigarou." says the man extending a hand. He is an older man with gray hair and a sedate smile. "This place isn't much on cuisine, unless you like military rations."

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Numalar looks around to see if there is a kitchen.

"Do they serve anything to eat here? Some stew and bread would be fine, though if there's anything finer I'm game."

"Umm is there anything else? Eel tends to not agree with me. ?" Zokon asks the barman he gives the barman the coin for the ale

"Stew." snaps the dwarf.

"If you have to ask what's in it, you're not hungry enough to eat it." whispers the Tien man.

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"Might I suggest the jelled eel?" says Tian man seated next to Zokon.

The barkeep, a dwarf almost completely covered in tattoos and shaved to the point there is not a bit of hair on him except his long dark braided beard nods in agreement, while pushing the dirt around the counter with a wet rag.