Milk, it's good for the bones. [b]He opened the door, and immediately, the smell of roasting meat and burning wood filled Alpha's nose. The inside was much bigger than the outside, apparently the b-lost Mage was better than what Dale had said. Several tabes had a few people in them who waved to the newcomer and Dale, before returning to their food. In the center was a massive fire pit, where a knight with a frog's head was roasting flies in a bucket, and in the back was a large bar. A woman with long black hair was there, and rather short, pouring a glass of a thick dark liquid. Almost immediately one of the plates from the car flew at Dale, smashed against his unharmed arms. It reformed and was back on the counter in no time. [/b] [u]A little late? [/u] Yeah. Met a new friend. She told me she'd help us out with something. [b]Looking up, the woman sighed, and slid the dark liquid over, placing her hands on her chin.[/b] [u]You okay, hon? That man isn't exactly the most attractive...[/u] [b]With a chuckle, Dale began walking across the tavern, expecting Alpha to follow. [/b] This is... Uh...