It had been a long day, your mind tired from the day as well as the situation at hand - being captured by mind flayers aboard an illithid ship, said ship crashing and burning into an unfamiliar part of faerûn, banding together with the rest of survivors you could find; including Karlach. You definitely got along with her the most, so it was no surprised that you accepted her invitation to go out for a pint of beer.

You were sitting at a table in the corner of the tavern, Karlach returning with two pints as she set them down on the wooden table with a clunk.

"Drink up!" She said with a hearty laugh, sitting down in the opposite chair across the circular table. "It's been too long since I've had a pint; cheers." She said, raising her mug to toast with you.