The Boar's Head Pub

[Argh]

At that moment, just as things seemed to be calming down, Bargehead the Garrolous Dwarf stood up, shaking the remains of his(lousy) beer out of his beard with great vigor.

He suddenly looked at the elven lord with perspicacious(don't ask) eyes and said, "Haven't we met before, boyo?"

The steadily growing crowd of adventurers, some of whom were actually sitting on one another's laps at this point to get to the table, sat and stared at this new arrival. Drago whispered something funny to VampiricDread, who chuckled as the elven lord looked at Bargehead quizzically and said, "Well, I don't normally associate with your. . . people. . . but somehow you seem familiar. . ."

Bargehead scowled and said, "Well, of course I look familiar, boyo! Why, Last time we met, I seem to recall hauling you out of a pit full of Goblins. . . or have you forgotten?"

"Oh, you're that stump- er, Dwarf! Why, I haven't seen you since we Last went searching for the Gem of EverLasting Sunshine. . . say, I was just about to start talking about the new Quest I'm putting together. . ."

"Well, Last time weren't bad, laddy, what with all the killin' and treasures and all- alrighty, let's hear what you're planning now." Bargehead settled back on one of the wooden chairs, ordered a new beer and nodded as the elven lord started speaking about. . .