"Well I think I will have another round of mead me'self, I guess I should get Beowulf something too." The bear got up onto his hind legs and looked over the counter.<br/><br/>"You can't select things yourself, you don't have money so you're getting what I give you," she grimaced as she reached over the counter to wrap lightly with a coin of silver, "I'd like another pint and for my furry friend here I'm going to need a slab of meat, uncooked and dripping with blood."<br/><br/>She looked to Eoa, "Sorry, he likes them that way."