Bulgon the dwarf hated places like this, well he hated almost everything except his own home. He was often made fun of for not being able to take a drink and for being very anti-social. He didn't want to stay long and he intended not to. He only came to get what he needed and go, but the second he had a drink everything got weird. He was like a new person, he was happy, charismatic, and he turned into exactly what he hated. An obnoxious brute.