The floorboards creak as Olard lumbers a bit closer to the bartender, heavy-set eyes peering down at the man. "There are monsters on your roads? That is a bad thing, especially if they look like me. If they look like me, they might be as strong as me, and I am very strong. Since your beds are full, and they would be too small for me anyways, where are the roads that your monsters are on? I will go find them, and see if I am stronger or not."