It would be only fair to say that Oghren was utterly and completely sloshed. Truthfully, there was always a mild level of alcohol in his system, but this time, he was totally, entirely drunk off his ass.
He was alone at the Spoiled Princess, the rest of the gang upstairs asleep. He had wanted just a few minutes alone before they crossed the lake. Who knew what the bloody mages would have in store for them? As the Warden warned him, nothing on this quest had been easy yet.
Which he didn't mind. He could use a good fight to get his mind off everything that had happened only a few weeks ago. He still had dreams about her. Still could remember the early days of their marriage. He hadn't been happy with her at the end, and to be honest, he hadn't missed her as much as he should have for the two years she was gone. But he had a duty to her. Now that duty was over.
He cocked his head as the waitress passed. There were a few attractive broads there tonight. While he had been hoping to catch Felsi, he didn't mind having another woman keep him company that night. Especially now that the Warden wasn't there to lecture him about objectifying women or any of that nonsense. Honestly, the woman was as much fun as dried nug droppings.
He drunkenly put his hand out to grab the waitress' ass, instead connecting it with the backside of a hulking human man. He practically growled as he turned, grabbing Oghren by the collar.
"What game you playing, dwarf?"
Oghren rolled his eyes, "Clearly I was trying to feel up the chick ahead of you. It's not my fault your big ass got in the way."
A quiet throat clearing caught Oghren's attention and they both looked to the petite elf who had saddled up to them at the bar.
She placed her hand on the human's arm and said kindly, "My friend meant no harm. Here, let me buy you a drink and we'll talk this over."
"Your friend needs better manners," the man threatened, closing his hand on Oghren's shirt, "I was trying to teach him a lesson."
"Well I agree he can be a heinous asshole," Tabris smirked, "I try to use a more friendly method of changing behaviour. I find that usually punching people out in bars is not really that effective."
"Back off, you knife ear whore," he spat.
Tabris sighed before vaulting herself off the stool, knocking the man to the ground. She punched him across the jaw twice before pulling a dagger out of her boot and holding it to his throat.
"Say that again," she ordered darkly.
The man looked at Oghren with fear before looking back to her.
"I didn't mean it," he begged, "I just thought-"
Tabris growled, "You thought I was some helpless little girl? Well, let me tell you something. There's nothing helpless about me."
Tabris removed the blade just before headbutting him. He slumped to the ground as Tabris rubbed her forehead, groaning slightly.
She looked over at Oghren who stared at her in disbelief.
"Sometimes it is effective," she sighed "But I recommend you don't try it at home."