A tauren arrived upon the World's Edge Inn, stepping inside and closing the door quickly to keep out the cold. Harrumphing a little as he secured the latch against the howling wind, he finally pulled back his hood. He was a handsome thing, all brown, with nicely-trimmed druid's clothes (see my avatar). Ducking  a little as not to hit his head on the doorframe, he made his way into the strange place he'd heard some about. He could only pray that the service was as good as he'd heard. "Hurrhmmm..." he tossed one shoulder, then the other to work the cold ache out, slowly working his way over to the tavern bar. "Something warm." he asks to whomever is serving at the moment. "I'd rather warm the body before dulling the mind." he nods sagely, wondering briefly if there was such a drink.<br/><br/>He gazed slowly about the room to see its inhabitants, wondering what sort of people this place attracted.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>