The man grabbed the pitcher and lifted his head to drink. He chugged the whole thing before standing up and bowing to lady who had saved his life.

"Ah miss, your kindness is matched only by your beauty! My name is Drekven Emmerich, pursuer of eldritch secrets " 

He took her hand and planted a light kiss on it, before walking into the guild. 

"What a pleasant little abode! Certainly befitting someone as modest as myself."

He walked over to the dish and picked up the skull in one hand. 

"The decor is certainly in line with my tastes!"