Aliyah looked over to the pub after buying some goods and her stomach growled loudly. A smirk passed her lips and she meandered her way through the crowd, shoving where she had to and gently moving people aside other times. She wanted nothing more than a good tankard of Ale and some good food. She could hear the people talking from the outside and smiled a little before pushing her way into the door. She watched Alysta and her wolf sit at the end of the bar and caught sight of Akir and Orin and blinked. The Tavern was abuzz with news of the dark wizards and they're council and the evil that was coming. This piqued her interest now and she headed to take a seat beside the other Diamay.<br/><br/>She looked like her type of people and as she sat she ordered a drink and some food and leaned ever so slightly toward the other of her kind. "Oy, have you heard any of this talk, of mages and evil?" She asked, motioning around the tavern. "Or well, anything new?" She knew Taverns were hot spots for information and she figured one of her race might be willing to give her information. If not she would shrug it off and head over to someone else. Aliyah wasn't a quiet being until she was working and her eyes flashed to the tiger's and she looked around the room again, analyzing and tapped into her tiger's hearing and nodded a little before looking back to Alysta.<br/><br/>"If you're not keen to talk, I can always leave you be." She offered as a scapegoat her food came along with her Ale and she tucked in. She did keep an ear on the other woman and allowed her eyes to fade back to that of the human's. She wondered briefly what it was like to be stuck in one form her whole life and then quickly found the idea horrifying. She wouldn't want to ever be one of the races that could not change shape. She looked about the tavern once more, took a swig of Ale and sighed contentedly.