Valetni glanced around, noting the gaze of not only Morr, but several of the hellguard, the cook, and even a handful of regular patrons not distracted by the charms of the women.<br/><br/>"I feel the need to stretch my legs." He lied, even as he unsteadily climbed to his feet with the support of his cane. "Sir Morr, if you would be so kind as to escort me?" He said, already beginning to stump towards the portal, turning and looking back expectantly as he reached it.