He simply raised an eyebrow, before pulling out a small cask of higher end brew from the dwarves. "How about you tell me what you want, and how you got here, and then I can offer something appropriate in exchange for the information?"<br/><br/>He set the cask on the table, and took a pair of mugs out from the bag of holding, offering one to the scholar, or at least he seemed like a scholar, before taking the first pull of the ale. "I find a touch of alcohol helps numb the pain a bit. And don't worry, I have been blocking any scrying of me since I diverted from my other task. As far as anyone but my backer knows, I am on my way to a dwarven town on a path that is about ten miles distant."