With a loud #bang' the door of Trog's opens and a man rolls into the tavern. The man seems to roll all over the floor right in front of the bar. People with keen eyes might notice ared and a light green dust disapearing as he slows down. For a Moment the man keeps lying on the ground, his pants and shirt covered in the dirt he just rolled through. As he realizes that he is on the gorun, he stands up immediatly, leaning on the bar and tries to appear cool.

"Gimmi a beer. no glas." he sais to the waitress and takes a look around.