No, I can't let a guest in without offerin' somethin'. Here, sit down. You a drinkin' man, Vincent?

[He waves a hand towards a couch and walks behind the bar.]

Around May. Showed up in the temple by Trano Golsaucia. They expected us to walk all the way through the snow to get to the nearest city, can you believe it? [He pulls out two glasses.] Adventurin' aint' my style, so I stayed here most of the time, but I did go out explorin' that Stiltzkin Castle two months ago. Was enough danger for a year, but then we got invaded, and I'm not lettin' my new place get wrecked so quick. I had to stay, right?