"I thought it was a very pleasant day, by the standards of a desert." Piratharalaxar responded to the barkeeper's greeting, raising an eyebrow at the rather unusual banter between the local bard and a beautiful young woman. Quick to declare superiority, that one... better be careful, lest the draconic instincts flare. "Although the circumstance of my arrival is less pleasant; I am looking for paying work, rather than a drink, goodman. I have, I am afraid, been beset by misfortune lately, and the clothes on my back are currently the sole thing to my name." He did listen to the bard with half an ear, snickering to himself. Good luck with that one...