Where to?

Looking up at the strange dwarf that spoke to him, he chortled at the question.
“My masculine friend, I have only eaten fire several times. This small spark of yours would do nothing to sate me.”
He couldn’t remember the act of doing so, but it felt right for him to say.
“Balar! After such depressing sceneries, please say we are now traveling to a tavern? A proper night of revelry is just the thing to soothe a wounded spirit.”