Originally Posted by
McBish
The barkeep is an older man with a graying ponytail and goatee and quite the belly. He smiles and snatches up a glass and bottle. "Absolutely."
Unfortunately it doesn't seem like she is here right now. There are two fairly large looking men sitting down on the other end of the bar together. A trio are also at a table in the corner, two men and a woman, all dressed in similar looking armor.
"Anything else I can help you with?" The barkeep asks setting Kirk's drink in front of him.