The bartender, a young (?) goblin woman cleaning out a mug, turned and looked at the new guests. She gave a bit of a chuckle as the young warlock stumbled into the Gangreen, in a completely intentional and totally meant to do that manner.<strong>"You're a bit young to be drinkin', aren't ya young lady? Here, I'll give ya a hot chocolate."</strong>Whistling over her should, a large bundle of fur stomped into the room, a plate of drinks on his back. While most might call the creature a dog, he was more the size of a small draft horse.<strong>"We need a chocolate vodka and a hot chocolate. On the double, ya hear?"</strong><br/><br/>Looking into the mug she was cleaning and shrugging, the goblin put it down.<strong>"Rooms? Well, with the weather bein' what it is, we got one room open. The communal room isn't much more than beds around a fire pit, but it'll keep you warm and comes dirt cheap. Even got a bath in there, though you'd have to warm the water yourself and deal with peepin' eyes. Rumors though... mmm, that'll depend. What sort you lookin' for? Most common one is, people been vanishin' when on the streets at night. Nothin' too big, you'd think that's expected in a big place like Brightvale."</strong>