[b]Despite the bartender's firm position on the cost, Shaleer mainted his cheerful yet perplexing cheerfulness; that is, until a disrupting figure came through the door with a rabbit and placed it on the counter before him and the bartender. Shaleer almost raised a hand in protest beforing shaking his head, believing it to just be a strange custom he'd yet to understand.
Shaleer stole a a quick glance at the elf, still fascinated ever since the boat ride as elves were a rare sight in his home city.
Returning his eyes to the bartender, Shaleer forced a laugh and said, "Whatever you need for the night, I'm at your service." His eyes faltered as he looked at the dead creature on the counter again, hoping everyone here wasn't as straightforward as the gnome was.[/b]