[Ankari knows absolutely nothing more than Nick could, as a fellow new arrival. The relaxed ease at which the elf is stood leaned against a tavern bar might project some false self assurance, might lure in the younger man towards him. Mostly supported by an elbow down onto the bar top, Ankari sways only slightly when the other man slips in close to hang upon him and inquire, coyly, about a stronger drink.
Given Ankari seems to have quite the collection of drained glassware in front of him, a whimsically princely tone answers Nick's question with some authority behind it,]
Offerings
Given Ankari seems to have quite the collection of drained glassware in front of him, a whimsically princely tone answers Nick's question with some authority behind it,]
My advice would be to simply drink a lot, sire.