He smirked at the thought of Xendi in a brothel, though the idea did have a certain amount of merit. Get a couple of the monstrous races, and have the exotic whorehouse. He did have an ale first, getting halfway through it and chuckling as he thought of Arixia and Xendi there, before suddenly choking as he remembered they had had Mirada with them. He finished the ale faster than he otherwise would have, before sauntering toward the whorehouse, intent on rescuing the gold from the red and succubus.