In a corner of the Amyris Leaf Bar.
Elland found a man wearing a coffee-colored jacket, patted him on the shoulder, and laughed.
"Why aren't you drinking Lanti Proof?"
The man was in his thirties, having a rather common face. It was obvious that he had Loen blood running through his veins.
He had brown hair and eyes, with a somewhat high nose bridge. His tipsy appearance instantly vanished as his eyes turned sharp.
He swept a glance at Elland and Klein before his eyes turned turbid again. He said, sounding completely intoxicated, "I've already drunk. I'm drinking Zarhar to lessen the effects of the alcohol."
Zarhar was a locally-produced malt beer. It was cheap and tasted quite good.
Elland chuckled and pointed at Klein.
"Gehrman Sparrow."
Then, he introduced the man to Klein, "Oz Kent. You can call him Kent.
