Flint decides it might be good to hang around though. The dancer is so-so to him, but the music is good. And there are plenty of other nights to live like a parasite off the detritus of society...

He sits down at the bar

'Sup?'

*I'm guessing this is Ashleigh?*

*gtg*

Rotterharn is playing a song on the stage in an inn. (If he can)

Roll performance?

A abnormally tall humanoid enters the club, their face hidden. His cloak seems bulky, as if he’s hiding something. He approaches the bar and sits on the other side of Flint.

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"you missed the show, buddy" the woman says

 He ignores her as he waves for the barkeep. Before they get to him, he says under his breath, "Any drink I order here is free." *I would like to use the Orc heritage to make that happen, if that's fine*

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*sure*

the barkeep comes over, and says "hello, sir, what would you like?"

 "Do you mind giving me the most expensive drink here?"

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"One Wine of Quaddis, coming right up!" the barkeep goes into the storeroom.

 "Thank you." He sits there with a sense of authority.

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"ah, a nobleman. what are you doing in a place like this?" the woman asks

 "I am no noble."

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"then what are you? certainly you're not from here"

 "I am not."

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"then what are you?"

the barkeep returns with his drink

 He ignores the woman and thanks the barkeep. He then sips his drink.