Silas nods, fetches a mead, and takes the coin . "Thank you, sir. Enjoy," he says before moving on to the next table.
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Receiving no indication from Sand as to whether he would like to order anything else, the man leaves to go grab some steaming stew and a hunk of bread, which he places in front of Ulrich. "That is 2 silver for the meal, sir." Waiting to accept the coin, he turns to everyone else, particularly Sand, and says to all, "I apologize, I did not introduce myself earlier, my name is Silas. Feel free to stop me or Hayley, the half elf who was singing earlier, if you need anything. You have all also met Argus, our bartender. Don't let his gruff demeanor bother you; he is quite actually kind-hearted."
The man looks down at the gnome with an amused expression. "This is my job, good fellow. I can handle this much." He makes no move to offer his serving tray to Scribbles and turns to Rexah and Ulrich. "That will be a silver for the mead and 5 copper for the ale."
Seeing what looks like a break in conversation and hoping he isn't intruding, a human man, the same man you have all seen earlier taking requests and bringing drinks to other tables, approaches your table with more mugs of mead and another tankard of ale. "Would any of you care for another?" he asks politely, his voice smooth and his accent more refined than most of the locals you've heard here. |