As the girl walks away again Thorgir replys... "JUST all the ale I can handle.... anything else here you think I can handle.. HAH ha ha ha... keep it flowing til the coin runs out, or you do... ha ha ha " Thorgir drinks his fill and after an hour and much food he will consider the thought of lodging... "Girl... what is the price of lodging in this fine establishment... I am in need of a room and a young girl to help keep me warm during the night (he winks at her with a wide grin on his face). Tomorrow I go in search of adventure, and tis best done on a good nights rest..."
The man standing before you is tall and fairly muscular, he wears breeches and boots and is bare chested now with his cloak removed. His pale blonde hair falls just below his shoulders and as you look him in the eyes you note they are a light shade of grey and almost as stormy as the wind outside. He bears only a few weapons among them is a rune carved warhammer. He looks around and smiles broadly..
" I had almost forgotten what it meant to be home..."