Antiges swung about on his barstool pressing his broad soot furred shoulders into the wooden bar top as he grasped a snifter of gin in his clawed hand. He brought it to his mouth lapping some out with a long canine tongue. He eyed all of the patrons curiously one by one, Halloween orange gaze dragging across each person like the predator he was, a wolf watching sheep as it were. He lightly pulls his thumbs through the suspender straps that held his pants up his shirt had been torn and thrown from his previous rolling with the panda woman who still lay asleep over the bar. He pushes the brim of his top hat back more as he eyes the large ogre woman that had just strolled in. A deep raspy chuckle rolls from his broad chest as he speaks in heavily accented orcish. "You don' see yer koind round much now do yeh?" His glass is raised in a playful little salute before he tosses the liquid back into his mouth and swallows with a quick shake of his head.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>