The young noble's face contorted with rage for a moment, and he stood to his full height with a huff.<strong>"You insult not just me, but the very customs of men!  Whatever nobility I've heard there is in elves, clearly does not exist!"</strong>The baronet said with irritation, growling very slightly.  The bartender got up from his post, and looked Reginald straight in the eye.<strong>"Leave."</strong>Sinner Sinnereye demanded, in a tone so low it seemed to come from the underdark itself.<br/><br/>The noble quickly left, but not before the small group of elves conspiring at the table got up and left with him, crowding around him as whispers were exchanged.  Meanwhile, Sinnereye delivered a free round of drinks to the table, with a slight groan.<strong>"So, are you going to be trying your luck with the old man and his treasure map, or do you have something else in mind for an adventure?"</strong>The retired old adventurer asked, weary of nobles and their endless, stupid games.