"DOOOONALD WHERE'S YOUR TROUUUUSERS!" Evahld finished, dropping his sack of loot to the floor. The tinkling of coins and metalwork accompanied his heavy footfalls as he looked around the hotel lobby. He smiled, reaching in and raising his Everfull Mug upward, some of the magically created mead sloshing out. "Hail and well met, friends! Where is the wizard responsible for this glass building, the planeshifting, and the ominous tower? Buildings of glass and giant towers always lead back to wizards."

With that, he began a mighty swig from his flagon.