[h2][center][b][i][u][color=7ea7d8]Jeofrey[/color][/u][/i][/b][/center][/h2]

	Jeofrey extended his hand for a firm handshake. Despite being half the size of a human, he seemed just as strong. [color=7ea7d8]"Jeofrey Shmebulock, The Ice Queen's Champion, and Bard extraordinaire! I'd bow, but I'd spill the water in my armonica."[/color] He introduced himself with pride, giving Dain a charming smile. [color=7ea7d8]"I can't say I've ever heard of India, but I don't really know anything about the lands outside the mystic land. Present location excluded of course. Care for a song? It only costs five copper pieces."[/color] Jeofrey didn't really need the money, but it was a good idea to make money while times were good so he'd have something to fall back on if things got rough. He was expecting the foreign nature of his instrument to strike this obviously traveled human's interest. 

	[color=7ea7d8]"What did you call that smoke? Lobellia Tobacco? Here."[/color] he said, reaching into a pouch on his belt. He pulled out a draw string bag and, hopping up onto a stool, placed it on the bar. [color=7ea7d8]"That's [i]Dwarven[/i] tobacco, that is."[/color] He opened the bag, removing a pinch. With his other hand, he reached into the same pouch that had housed the tobacco and produced his own pipe. He loaded the pipe and lit it, puffing contentedly. [color=7ea7d8]"You're welcome to try some, but I'll warn you, it packs a punch."[/color]
	

[@Riddiskel]