Zifnab spies the hulking form entering that odd pub, and starts walking that way looking in bewilderment at the colourful though scary world all around him. He eventually convinces that even if the half-ogre can sometimes be such a tenfoldly cursed nuisance, he's simply too innocent to be left all alone in this dark and bad.. and bad... and er, evil? world.
So with his morale once again high in a quest to save the half-ogre, the scrawny wizard makes his way into the pub, just in time to see the pale barkeep hand over a pint of ale to the brute. Zif looks a the size of the pint, and then at the size of Aris, and wonders what's going to happen next.
The strangers in the pub look dangerous indeed, especially one big chap in a corner who's eyeing Aris with an odd gleam in his eyes, so Zif makes his way to his bulky friend, and decides that this place is too odd for him to keep his mind sane without any distractions. So he smacks the barkeep to get his attention and asks "S'pose you don't have any elven wine here eh?"
Kaers
(ooc: Anyone up for the role of the barkeep btw?)