"This place hasn't changed much," Tlazo says and then adds after getting some odd looks. "No, no, no. Not the Thundering Lizard, I've never been here. I meant the people and their strange accents, clothes, and need to vomit wherever they like."
Finding the closest table the wood elf is relieved to remove his pack once more. "Did someone ask about Tej? Its kind of like mead. Fermented honey, really is what it is."