((Whoops, guess I forgot))<br/><br/>Seven gold pieces are handed back, and the platinum coin taken.<br/><br/>"Can I trust that this is legit platinum?" Barry asks in an amused tone.<br/><br/><em>"Oi, smartass, you know fucking well I gave her that coin. Tarnishing my reputation like that..."</em><br/><br/>The two seem to be joking, engaging in what passes for humour in the Abyss.<br/><br/>Given time, the meal finishes cooking and is brought to Alaedra. It does indeed look and smell delicious, and has been well cooked, but not too much. Moments later, a young man enters, shirtless and rippling with muscles. His body is covered in a light layer of downy hair, and small horns jut from his forehead. He has a wide, flat nose and the slightest sign of a snout. Over his back is slung an axe that is approaching the same size as him. He smells masculine - as though his body has been producing a lot of adrenaline and testosterone recently.<br/><br/>"Three pints of ale and a leg of lamb. If you try feeding me beef again then so help me Malar I will twat you one."<br/><br/>He then takes a seat and starts minding his own business, not glancing about to look at the other patrons.