*a hooded man with a faded old black cloak, using a walking stick walks into the Cantina and sits at the bar.*
??? to barteneder: "You surve Raynorian Spirits here?"
*The bartender surves him up an alcholic ale with a slight smoothy tase to it. and follows the money owed for the drink. Im The mean time Irvine walks in hooded with a more 'newer' cloaked outfit then the stranger, and sits on the other end of the bar.*
Irvine: "I'll have a beer." *Quickly throws down some cash...*