"It is a pleasure to meet you Malyvern." Glim would tap his class on the counter, drawing the attention of the bartender.
"One Scoltail liquor for this man and another mead for me." Glim reaches down into the folds of his clothes and fumbles around, pulling free the appropriate currency to pay for the drinks.
Glim turns back to Malyvern. "I'm only here because we have just finished escorting some merchant through the Frigid mountains. The men and I have been travelling for not far off a week now, and they need some time to drink, sing and sleep in a bed. But to be completely honest Phargought was supposed to join me here, but no matter he's more than likely busy."
The bartender arrives with the drinks and places them down on the bar. "Many thanks friend." Glim says as he brings the mead to his mouth.
"Now friend, do you wear that hood to hide your scars..? Or so people don't recoil in fear at your ugliness?!" Glim roars laughter once again, still chuckling as he brings the mead up once more. Drinking it thirstily.