"Am I to survive this night?" He asked, looking at the man with two pints of booze in each hand. You, his dear adventurer, have taken him to a tavern for the first time ever. "While it may be the first of many for you, for me, we'll see. You must remember, this is not something I have done before. Some of our natural remedies are reduced in their potency if taken frequently; I suspect it may be the same for Ale. In which case, I imagine you have quite the head start."

"Well..here we go." The elf takes his first swallow of Ale, and before you know it, he's chatty and light hearted, tips from the one pint drink.

He's telling you some story, though he can hardly make it past more than a few words before laughing to himself lightly. Tales of the little shenanigans he'd pulled back in the Elven woods, stories he couldn't help but snicker at to himself. A story about an old friend who too had chosen to leave the woods, only well before Evalios had chosen to leave with you.

"Doesn't doubly me unduly - it was all a long time ago, even in elven terms. Besides, what do I need someone like him for now? I have you..and you have done an excellent job of turning me from a wise, sober sage of the forest into whatever mess I am now. No, I think on the whole, this is probably good for me. But, at least tonight, you may have to carry me to my bed."

You correct him about the tavern room that you are renting.

"Our- Our bed? We're sharing, then? That will make a nice change from placing our bedroll next to one another. The rooms are upstairs, aren't they? I would say I don't know how I'm going to sleep with all this noise right below us but sleeping...Oh, sleeping is not what's on my mind right now."

He paused. "Gods above, I want to kiss you. Was this your plan all along? That's fine by me. You've drunk twice what I have - I'm sure you must be feeling the same as me, no?"

Another pause. "Normallt, intimacy even as much as kissing is an intensely private thing for me, but...well, right noe it seems like every other table is playing host to a couple who have no problems enjoying themselves. Some of them- Oh! Some of them are even more than a couple. I wouldn't mind a little..public affection.." The elf leans close for a slow, deep kiss.

"Why don't we...finish this Ale and head upstairs.. The room is all paid for..."

(Elf Ranfer wants to make love- No. Wants to fuck you. He's done love before - but not lust.)