Arad approached an open pub at the side of the village's inner garden and sat in it, letting his two daughters run into the grass and play as he sat there and watched.
"Master, what should I bring you?" The bartender who sat inside combing his massive mane looked at Arad, "You're that guest of our Queen Hati. I doubt I have drinks suitable for humans, but would you like to try some of ours?" He pointed at the massive shelves behind him filled with different bottles.
All of the bottles had the price carved into the wooden shelves beneath them with their name, those prices don't seem to have changed in years. "Are those prices accurate?" Arad asked.
"This is the land of eternity; nothing gets cheaper or pricier. By our queen's grace, we now know exactly how much money we'll need for anything, just like how we know that we'll need to sleep a third of our days." The bartender replied, "Shall I present you with a sample?"
