[color=1a7b30]Could I tempt you with some '63 Howling Blood instead[/color]? - Elderi was thrilled to hear the tavern supplied such a rare concoction, the howlers he was used to were much younger, but still - the [b]sound[/b] was just as thrilling as the [b]taste[/b]. 

"[color=6ecff6]The bottle it is then, [i]and[/i] your special too![/color]" He reminded the keeper.

As Elderi looked over the bar at the many dusty bottles,  scratched canisters and  battered boxes of drinks - he spotted a large round shield, with chillingly familiar symbols etched neatly into its front. Reaching out, his arms extending, he tapped on the shield and felt a small surge of old magic ripple through him. Staring strongly and in a quizzical fashion at the shield he spoke out to the half-troll.

"[color=6ecff6]Now where did [i]you[/i] get this...?[/color]"

[@SimplyJohn]