He speaks his name. "Laucian Saunders, and it's five gold a night." he takes her gold "You'll fine the accommodations of your room well worth the price. The exact opposite of A Hard place. It's a run down tavern that caters to the sailors on the lower dock." The wizard from 256 wave Luacian over, and they talk for a bit. Luacian nods and heads back to the elf. He takes out a glass put a few ice cubes in it, and fill it with water. Setting the glass in front of her, he says "Water is free, but don't worry. You're a pretty gal. I'm sure some guy will buy you a drink in no time." he smiles and gives her a wink, before heading off to collect empty glasses and clean them.