A thud is heard at the door. It slowly creeps open. BANG! A body drops to the floor.
"I put the lotion in the basket granny" a voice slurs drunkenly.
A few seconds later the dirt laden dwarf stands up and staggers over to his usual corner. He receives some odd looks from people who don't seem to recognize him.
"It's me, Rand....zzzzzz... Hey! ummm yea. Randovar Ironbear!"
His stench appears to offend some as he passes by them.
He slumps down into his chair without any regard for safety.
"Ale....zzzzz.... Ale! Please! zzzzzz...."