Lowtown is in Kirkwall back home and the Hanged Man is my favorite little haunt in the city. Smells like piss and there's always a fight but the ale is strong and cheap and the people are interesting. Which makes me nostalgic and charitable tonight. Give it here.

[She reaches over and presses a finger onto one of his bottles and the entire thing ices over.]

There. You'd fit right in at the Hanged Man.