Ahmed

Ahmed eats the chicken slowly, savoring each bite before swallowing. Despite picking up and eating the chicken in his bare hands, he still somehow manages to appear somewhat refined as he eats. "Would one of you all mind handing me a bit of bread, please?" he asks.

Imagine that, the drunk could take root in a bar. he thinks with an eyeroll. Still, that doesn't stop him from agreeing with Gliff, "Yes, the hospitality here almost has me hoping that the storm will keep up for a day or two longer, giving me reason to stay on," he adds.