"Hmph." Well, if they're not gonna play along, then I guess I don't need the illusion anymore. Is everyone in this place morose and unamusing?
"Y'know, I expected more out of Archendale than a depressing melody and a half-hearted striptease," he said, to no one in particular. "And am I the only one who thinks that that dancer's little more'n a prostitute? I mean, her little performance got her more than enough coin to pay for her own room and board for a tenday, yet she still tried her 'innocent little girl' routine which nobody bought so she could snag a free room and dinner with the Shell-guy in exchange for a little bedtime fun. Last I checked, compensation for sex equals prostitution, right? I didn't step into a portal to Calimport or Luskan, did I? Sheesh. My mother's cousin's son-in-law's sister's husband is a respectable bard in the Silver Marches, and you'd never catch him shacking up with a woman he just met five minutes ago. By Baervan's bristly brow, that girl needs to learn self-control. Am I right, or what?"
Upon hearing little more than grumbles and/or mumbles in response ((unless anyone else has something to say, that is)), he drops a few more coins on the bar for the drink and a room, and heads up the stairs.
((***Warning: I'm about to go on a little rant here, and I mean no personal offense to anyone.*** Hopefully this will encourage some form of interaction amongst those of us who have yet to adjourn to our rooms, because it's going to be very difficult for us to be cohesive as an adventuring group if we are forced to work together by circumstance rather than getting acquainted with one another prior to the start of any adventure. Now don't get me wrong, I have nothing against the mysterious, antisocial character archetype; I just have a problem when the majority of the group is a mysterious, antisocial character archetype. If you have a personality beyond the dour and enigmatic facade you put up, then by all means, show it. For cryin' out loud, we're in the middle of the Dales in a tavern run by Holfast Harpenshield, who is renown for the aid he gives to good adventurers and for the manner in which he deals with unruly Zhentarim or Sembian merchants who cause undue ruckus in his place; we're not in Thay or Unther, so you can feel free to express yourself without fear of reprisal (unless, or course, your natural inclination is to go on a bloody, murderous rampage and/or steal anything that's not bolted down).
There. I'm done. Like I said, I don't mean to offend, and if I did, I apologize; I just get annoyed when everyone's off in their own little corner of the bar ignoring anything that doesn't involve them. Please, let's interact. Otherwise, there's no point in having this game.))