A huge hulking figure walks into the tavern and takes the nearest seat. The monster seems tired and worn out, but its obvious there is still fight left in it. With a mighty green fist slamming the table the creature bellows...

[color=39b54a]"WHERE BE DA BAR WENCH! I BE A NEEDIN A PINT OV GROG AN' A PLATE OF HOT MEAT! DIS BE A NO TIME FUR TESTIN OL' ROTJAWS PATIENCES!!!"[/color] 

Red eyes scan the room for desired service, its rage building up with the passing time.