Egos

(You slump down at the bar groaning. The tavern is full with bustling people, chatting and drinking their worries away. The bartender, preparing special concoctions and magical drinks, pushes a glass with radiant blue liquid towards you with a wink.) This one is on the house. You look like you need a bit of a mana-boost and... maybe a nap. (He lets out a short bark of laughter. He's just jesting, but it's apparent he'll keep an eye on you as long as you wish to stay.)