Jason Monroe<br/><br/>Jason smiled at the bartender, "Nothing that'll hurt anyone, I give you my oath." he said and slid a gold piece across the table, "For the mead and 5 nights. As lovely as your girls are, I swore to my wife back in Waterdeep that I wouldn't touch another soul without her being there to watch." he winked and grinned, "But I like the place, you can't go wrong with an inn run by a halfling."<br/><br/>He picked up the two goblets of mead and turned. he rose and walked toward a tablenext to the tail, but stepped quickly and slid in beside him; the two mugs settling onto the table before him, "You know, there was this story that I heard once, Oh, I guess it was 4 or 5 years ago in this little tavern in Port Llast, of a man who never found a man or beast that he didn't like." He smiled pleasantly and sipped at his mead, "Tales say that he would follow people and animal alike around for days, just trying to work up the courage to approach them and say hello... he was a homely man, you see, they say almost half troll, if you could believe such a thing! Well, anyway, after he had spent all of tha time working himself up to greet someone and make a friend, the people would always become spooked; just as if they were being stalked by Bane himself, so when the fellow finally said hello, they all ran in fright."<br/><br/>He nudged the mug closer, "So, I figure that you might be like that fellow, and I should just make it seaier for you, as I'm a frieldly type myself and hate to see a lonely man if I can help it..." He took another sip from his mug and sat it down, looking the man up and down, "So, aren't you going to introduce yourself, or shall we play a guessing game? Don't look at me like that man, drink your drink and lets be friends!"