Harold
Kani would smile, grabbing a seat as well as her tail curved around her so she wouldn't sit on her tail. It was a thing she had to get used to when she first had gotten it, but by now it was second nature for her. 


A bartender came over to the group.
Delores
"Ah... How can I help you... Fine folk?" He asked for their orders. Crossing his arms as he began to study the three.

Not that he didn't like their kind, but more of he was both curious and a bit puzzled. He was a Nord after all, so seeing an assortment of beastfolk and what seemed to be a halfbreed in a way was all sort of weird for him.

But he was trying his utmost to be respectful.
Harold
She would tap her chin and think about what she wanted to drink.

"I'll take a small Honningbrew Mead." She asked for her order.

She would then look at the two to see what they wanted to drink, or perhaps eat if they were a bit peckish.
Michael
*She sort of panicked, taking her notepad and writing "The same thing." On it. It looked a little sloppy but it got her point across.*
Barbara
"This one will have a Honningbrew as well. As far as this one understands, it is the local specialty, yes?"
Harold
Yes it is a speciality around here in Whiterun, much prefer it over Blackbriar..." She nodded.
Delores
The bartender nodded.

"Yeah what the... Khamer said..." He agreed, trying to come up with a race from what he can tell from looking at Kani, she had some elven features but the ears and tail were a sight to behold.

"I'll grab your mugs." He nodded and walked off.
Harold
Once he walked off she rolled her eyes.

"Khamer? That's a first." She commented as she tapped her finger on the table.

"So, what brings all of you to Whiterun?" She asked, trying to start up a conversation.
Michael
*She scrawled down in her journal.

"Adventure. I am with the Storied Envoy. I am from the Systres islands, but i have been to Elsweyr, Black Marsh and Hammerfell."

She leaned back in her chair making herself more comfortable.*
Barbara
"This one is in town for hunting and trade. It is my hope that one of these days a chance for an exciting adventure will come up and I will be there to catch it."
Delores
Kybar for some mysterious reason had gone and left, Kani would have to finish their drink for them.
Harold
"You ever get homesick?" She asked, but she found odd that she didn't even speak. More of she wrote down her words on paper. Perhaps a neck injury, maybe she could only write but no speak? Kani wasn't one to judge, but in the back of her mind she was curious.