He's already finished his first mug of ale.

"Another!"

He needs to avoid getting so drunk he can't keep spinning his past smoothly, but he can handle a few drinks no problem.

He fills up Mateo's cup again. "Got any more good stories?"

He could tell him about the time they made a Chosen foreswear himself before dying so he would go to the Abyss.  ...no, Good people don't go for torture.

He hadn't actually gotten to go any of the actual (very rare) teleport raids.

Back when he was a bandit a group of travelers they robbed had a woman with just a hint of tiefling features that looked exotically attractive and he No, don't even think of that story ever.  Actually, he should slow down on the alcohol, he really doesn't want to let that sort of things slip.

He puts a smile on his face and hums to fill the pause as he mulls the question over.

"I've got plenty of stories of fighting Asmodeans, but, well, they often end in an excessive amount of torture of the Asmodeans, probably more than actually served the goal of fighting Asmodeus."

He hopes that answer strikes the right balance of interesting but not too torture-y while also not actually being too merciful or sympathetic to the Asmodeans.  If the barkeep is still interested he can tell one of the better 'foreswearing a Chosen' story with a bit of watering down (and maybe some extra embellishment on how awful the Chosen was).  In the future he will have all his stories carefully retold to himself in advance with just the right level of watering down.  He'll try to gauge the right level now, since he's already committed.