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"Oh, and now the boy turns to look at me eh? I hope he doesn't want anything, I have no patience for the likes of him," thinks Alador, as he notices the gaze of the young elf. Not wanting to invite more attention, Alador takes out his spellbook and starts writing in it to appear busy.

Alador chuckles a bit to himself at the sight of the young elf trying to prove himself. "Ha! He's going to get himself killed if he keeps it up, what an idiot." he thinks to himself before yelling "Bartender, more rum!"

A middle-aged man with a rough look about him, and worn clothing, enters the tavern and walks up to the bar. "Name's Alador. A pint o' rum, and make it quick," he says to the bartender. Once he has his drink he takes a large gulp, then proceeds to find a seat in a secluded corner of the tavern...