Thasseldar walked out of the woods, having just come from a rather warm encounter with a friend of his on a world mostly covered in lava.

He walked up to the Tavern, in his human form, and looked it over. [i]Nice enough place... I think I'll stay for a little while.[/i] He entered and went right to the to the bar, taking a glance at the rest of the room. An odd assortment indeed.

He spotted a large [i]I think, half troll?[/i] being what appeared to be bartender. He hailed him over.

([@SimplyJohn])

"No particular preference... anything with a... unique taste to it?" Thasseldar always looked for something new.