( Ok, I'll play your game )

A Human walks in, his eyes swimming with the grief of past lives. He holds a mug, brimming with magic and looks around, " I have been to many bars but none much like this. " he takes a seat and slowly relaxes as he orders a glass of chocolate milk.

The man looks up, " Thank you very much, my mug doesn't seem to work as well as it did in the past. " This man looks like he has seen to much, and has experienced a great loss what seems like only hours before.

" Take a guess. "

" I don't think chocolate milk is a strong drink, but yes. It will be enough to drown my sorrows. " The man takes another swig

" Well that is something new in this dying world, I will give it a go. "

A Halfling walks into the bar. "Hello! I hear you have opened a new tavern! I dont suppose I could help in any way? My skills include Dancing, Singing, Stealing *Cough* I mean borrowing." He says with a grin.

"Also, my name is Roger"

The man looks up from his drink only long enough to smile at the halfling before going back to drinking