4th & Dragon : Dungeons and Dragons...and stuff

Sass hides his rage as he thinks. To all the hells! I should have never mentioned then name of the bar. They are going to blow our cover and destroy any chance of info we can get. Sass being a man of spite felt it now a personal challenge to try and (Gibbering Mouther Ate Your Word!) off the bar. Sass knew he had a hard time keeping his mouth shut, but ow he just let it go.

Master I think we may have a hero in the bar now. Look at the cod piece, it is irregularly small. That is the sign.He points to where Belthan’s genitalia would be.  He looks up and around a bit. A bar full of heroes it seems.

He whispers to Belthan, No time to explain, this is work, and a bit of pleasure. Leave if you don’t want to be involved, if not, your are perfect to start a fight.

"Very astutely noted, my faithful servant,” Galt says, waving his cup of wine around. “Indeed, the precise detail of the codpiece’s reduced dimensions seems to conform to the standards widely observed in humans at large, but especially heroes. It would be very remiss of us not to notice such an… *hic* obvious tendency around us.” He nudges the nearest woman. “Don’t you think, m’lady? Aren’t those fellows here somewhat coming up short? As they say, once you go elf, you never go back, eh? Eh?” He opens up a crooked, alcoholic-smelling grin.