Although most of the message was lost in translation, Ishay realized he was welcome to sit down and gladly did so.

When the gentleman said "So, Ishay, you may voice any inquiry you have for me, because I have potentially hundreds for you." Ishay thought carefully as he tried to translate the statement. Despite his best efforts the only word he could make out was 'hundred'

'Oh he must want me to pay for my drink.' He thought. He fought back annoyance by reminding himself that this man is from a land with strange customs and evidently one of them is to pay for your own drink.

With a sigh Ishay fished out a small pouch that had been hidden inside his clothes and opened it to pull out some coins. The coins were bright pieces of metal, polished to the point they gleamed even in the dim light. Silently counting has pulled out four large silver coins (about 1.5 troy ounces each) that were emblazoned with the royal crest and the Procellian oath, which he slid across the table to his guest.

"Hundred" He said with a smile

"Name?" Ishay asked as the waiter gave him a glass and poured some drink into it, cementing Ishay's belief he had been correct in assuming he had to pay for a drink.

The waiter quietly said "Would our esteemed guests care for a mechanical translator? It is not as exact as a human but still serves its purpose."

(OOC: Procellian characters are similar to Chinese or Korean. Each symbol means one word or idea and the difference between some is tiny. Though it has more curves and less straight lines)

(OOC: Basically you type in a word or phrase and it reads it aloud in a foreign language. But it is not exact, think of Google translate. English to Procellian would be very rough since the language is not well known outside of Procellia, and needless to say the only one they have that includes Procellian is English to Procellian)