He did not flinch at the pain, he had experienced far worse in his time, but that didn't mean he enjoyed it. "Right, tomorrow, need to get a wand of healing."<br/><br/>He sighed, before giving her a flat look, and then sighing again, and pulling out another twenty gold. "Barkeep, just keep me in alcohol. I have a feeling I am going to need it."<br/><br/>He still had about half of his previous tab left over after the bottle, but he knew he needed more than it would cover. Even if it didn't really effect him. "So, what EXACTLY am I here to help with? I already have a few ideas on what you will need, thank you so very much, but specifics on what I am to be fighting would be nice."