And I'm Lucas Espenshade, Cleric of Aeribrar, and brewer of all manner of potions and such, says Lucas, setting aside his mug and raising his hand in greeting.
He was very interested in the woman of the wilds - Tass. If there was a chance to, one who was well versed in nature might be able to tell him more about herbs and spices that were found around the world. Oh what he could learn from her...
Lucas then realizes that of the group, only Alphonse had taken a drink of their ale, which he felt would in short order be taken as rude to their host. So, he snatched the mug back up and says - I can assure you all, one drink will not kill you. He raises a toast to the group, toasts to the Barkeep, and downs the mug.