Re: The Cold Lands: Taverns
The bartender - another dwarf of course - seemed to be slightly distracted - and with good reason - as the small halfling entered the tavern with his dog. Although this did not interfer with a customer as months, if not years, of experience came to his aid as he silently filled the little halfling's order, giving him a beer and whiskey as asked for. And it was only a few seconds later that whatever would be his meal was cooking. But his eyes were narrowed as he watched the drunk human continue to make enemies of most of his customers and help.
As Depiron asked of the man's debt to the tavern, the bartender counted a few moments before replying with a "I'd say ten gold, give or take. Been here for the better part of the ride, just a-drinkin' most of the time." Of course, the drunk had a few words to say about that, first. "You rotten liar, I haven't been drinkin' the entire time. I ate a bit, and slept some. And there's no way in hell that I owe you more than a few silver. I can't imagine this filth bein' worth more than a copper or two a glass." The dwarf behind the bar was ready to answer, his anger driving his face even more red - if it were possible - but Depiron continued. The human almost laughed in his stupor before he realized, perhaps for the first time, the gravity of the dwarf's tone and manner; he wasn't quite drunk enough to start a fight he couldn't win. Well, perhaps he was, but the dwarves around him had weapons. He wasn't that drunk. "Fine, you dwarf. I'll leave. And here's your coin, too. Take it. I'm glad to be rid of you dwarves, anyway. Too many, too many in this world." He shoved a few coins into Depiron's chest, letting them either fall or have the dwarf catch them, as he stood and began to leave. The coins had a noticably silver shine to them instead of the gold he owed.
And as the human began to stumble out toward the door, with a defiant and angry look on his face, the dwarf behind the counter began to fill the orders out again. He gave a strong-smelling mug to the young woman who had entered and waited for a few seconds more, watching the drunk leave, before he wordlessly pointed to the menu above in answer to meals.
And there was a menu, written in chalk, that had the prices and relative meals - well, it said steak and stew but didn't exactly say what was in them.
Menu
Food Drink
Steak: 5 silver Water: 6 copper
Stew: 3 silver Ale: 1 silver
Greens: 8 silver Wine: 3 silver
Mead: 2 silver
Specialty: 5 silver
Note: If anyone is able to successfully drink five glasses of the special, their entire meal is free of charge. Continue at your own risk.