"So, you think you can waltz into -my- establishment and cause all this ruckus? Pfeh, you adventurers are all the same. Got your big mouths and your grand stories of spoils. Well, where're those spoils now, eh? Where's that damsel you escorted out in your arms? But she dumped your sorry ass for someone a lot more charming...

"Ah! I know, let's get you a new career, one more befitting someone with a mouth like yours. You like that oat stout, doncha? Well, I got a lot more where that came from. Drink up, this one's on me."

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Commission for procene who wanted to turn into a horse.. well... guess he got his wish ;)