After fistfights, no one takes anything away.
-- Where do you get all this intelligence from, -- the bartender grumbles, but pours Sandar a dark drink.
-- I taught them everything, -- Sigheber continues to tease the bartender.
-- Find yourselves a corner and don't crowd around. Let me pour you another round.
Sandar, Sigheber, and Hargon receive two mugs of liquid happiness and should find a place away from the bar.
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If it's me, then I respond with the same gesture and, addressing the bartender, - And to your health too.
We look for a free spot.