"And yet here you are. Adventuring indeed." Dan takes his empty glass of beer and tips it to Filbo in a little toast. "You're a full adventurer now."

Dan looks around at everyone serving themselves beer and one elf trying to sneak the entire bottle of arak off for himself. He makes a mental note to keep an eye on that elf; drinking what's essentially pure alcohol is something likely best left to the seasoned drunks.

"Filbo, I could be on my deathbed and you couldn't drink me under the table."