Ale? Oh no, I didn’t ask for ale. *he leans forward, thumb pressed to forefinger and middle finger to punctuate his slow tamber* I said, whatever…this…will get me. *he laughs to himself and his wings twitch once more* quick quick! Before it gets cold! *he claps twice in the barkeeps face* a cold crystal is one worth more, so move fast! *he turns to the other two down the bar, motioning to them* see? Look at them! They’re on the edge of their seats to see what you bring of equal value!

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