This place brought back memorys. Granted they wernt all good but they were real, as many adventurers will tell you, life is the bomb when you adventure. You own your life and only answer to your own morals. However, most adventurers die in their first year or succum to the pain they couldnt save them. Adventuring is double headed sword that gets sharper with age. He got out while he still had limbs at the immpressive age of 45, thats 20 more years then most kings! Anywho he needed a drink. 

Wandering to the bar he stood politely "Umm excuse me sir?" He was never good with people "Umm, do you have a 1267 Falmer wine" (Btw, this is like a rare brew, expensive too. If you have it you are a first class joint)