Teleported here, that's quite a long short desc on that mob. Design?

l At the North End of the Bar The western wall is filled with an enormous bar made from a dark, exotic wood. Despite the impossibility of it, the bar seems to have been crafted from a single piece of wood. Row after row of liquor lines the rear of the bar, the bottles perfectly aligned by type and age. [Exits: east south] Lothorectred is sleeping here. (Black Aura) Quevea is here. (Black Aura) Vandryn is here. A dark-skinned giant with a cleanly-shaven head, his face is buried in an enormous orange beard. His simple leather clothes and apron do little to cover the fact that the dense muscles covering his body are the result of recent and on-going physical training. With a furrowed brow, he slowly cleans a glass while a struggle against frustration plays out in his expression. As he shifts his weight in attempt to guide his rag further into the stein, you hear the faint sound of cracking glass.