I attempt to explain that I merely wished to speak with the Man with Gold (I shall henceforth refer to him as Gold Man) about where he acquired such a large quantity of gold. I offer my apologies for my outburst and offer to surrender my weapon as a sign of my good intentions to the half-elf. However, I notice that the mob in the tavern is growing louder and sounds of conflict can be heard from inside. I inquire to the mage if he knows any mass sleeping spells to halt the fighting without further bloodshed.
