Kang - despite looking rather dinosaur-ish - doesn't intimidate Howard all that much. Granted, he would if he were acting threatening, but Howard figures that here, at least, you don't get onto the Council by beating people up. And Howard's used to craning his neck up for Orc, so seven feet tall barely registers as excessively tall.

Admittedly, he's been coming to the tavern hoping Orc might show up, but so far there's been no dice there.

Either way, it's about time he start to get the political lay of the land. He saunters up to the bar and hops up on one of the stools, sitting on his knees to be a bit taller. "You got anything non-alcoholic? I don't want to look like I'm just here to eavesdrop."