Aelar walked over to her table and accepted the other pint of beer gladly while asking, "If you don't mind, why do you want to stick around?" It was a simple question and he was quite curious as to where this guy came from. He didn't mind a third, so long as he could pull his weight in battle. the sword he carried looked capable, but was the man behind the blade capable. He would have to find out for himself. He finish his beer and sat back in his chair, to hear what everyone else has to say.