<span style="font-style: italic">â€œI'm sorry if your elven brain mistakes animal common courtesy for manners. You see my friend here has a soft spot for all animals in general. You know rats, cats, dogs and obviously mutts like yourself. He was simply allowing a smaller, weaker fellow animal cross before himâ€ grinning she leaned back to sit tall in her saddle once again. Looking to the human fellow she inclined her head to him, â€œThank you for your offer my friend but I fear that I must declineâ€ looking toward the elf she said in a straight face with just the hint of a smirk quirking at the corners of her lips, â€œNothing against you, but I dare say that my stomach could not stand food. Not while having to be in the presence of such an abomination as that creature beside youâ€</span><br/><br/>Lysona scoffed. "What do you know of manners? You're a barbaric human and nothing more. I'd be surprised if you could actually correctly pronounce the words 'please' and 'thank you!' "<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">â€œYes, well, I daresay I canâ€™t blame you, and you may do as you please - but there was no need to insult the elf. Itâ€™s hard enough for folk around here to keep the Kingâ€™s peace what with enmity between man and man. If I didnâ€™t know any better, Iâ€™d say you were spoiling for a fight. As it is, though, I know a reasonable person such as yourself would  never be so bold as to turn out the city guard just to make sport of an unwanted stranger.â€ Yes, thatâ€™s it, he thought. Just the right amount of authority to let everyone know youâ€™re just trying to do the right thing by your fellow men. His smile returned, confident. â€œNow, if youâ€™ll excuse us, madamâ€¦â€ He bowed to her and then nodded at the elf to follow him, turning and following his feet calmly but hastily towards the nearest inn, praying that the ox-rider wouldnâ€™t say anything that would make him have to turn around, and that the guards would go back to their rounds.</span><br/><br/>"Well at least the natives seem friendly enough. Although, I don't mind how others think of me, I'm not exactly in love with myself, at least I have the common sense to take care of the nature around me, rather than letting it wither and die. I'm also not nearly as frail as most elves, and I don't usually back down from fights, but I'm not so stupid as to come to a new town and make enemies with the natives the first day. Besides, you'd be a waist of my time," Lysona said, with one final glance to the bull rider, before following the man toward the inn. She kept her ears open for any more snide comments from the human woman dressed like a dwarf.<br/><br/>"Sorry for that awkwardness back there. I meant no offense, good sir," Lysona said to the man who was leading her.