(( Oh wow life got in the way of getting a post up! DX -flails- I hope this will do, despite how late of a response it is. ))<br/><br/><b>"Mmn, well, perhaps if diplomacy was something I could find myself to be interested in. But having the charisma to please a group of people isn’t quite appealing, honestly.” </b>Her nose wrinkled as she said so.<br/><br/>Her ears perked as she saw the goblin immediately strike conversation with the Tauren and, with a polite smile, she nodded as he’d asked for a moment of time. As he conversed with the little man, she would give the occasional glance while she worked on finishing off her tea, noticing it was beginning to cool. Of course, she couldn’t help but listen in on the conversation and that made her tongue press against the roof of her mouth, wondering how the mead tasted here. She waved over the barkeep standing off to the side, giving his friend talking to Baqir the stinkeye.<br/><br/><b>“I’d actually like a mug of the mead as well, please.”</b>She kept that cheerful smile, even though it likely wasn’t going to sweeten the bartender’s mood by very much. He muttered something to himself before demanding payment, likely still sore that he had to serve her tea for free. She seemed more than accommodating as she reached for another sum of silver and copper coins.<br/><br/>Leaning to one side, she blinked and let her ears swivel toward the tauren as she heard him return to their conversation,<b>“What’s it like to transform?”</b><br/><br/>She paused, perhaps perplexed that such a question was asked, and surprised that it hadn’t come up before. Her head tilted in thought, trying to come up with the best possible explanation,<b>"Let’s see…How to describe it. Well it’s a magical curse that causes it, so I don’t feel any physical pain, but I’m aware of my body changing and it’s disturbing at first. I’ve grown used to it though.”</b><br/><br/>She sat up and smiled, “To put into perspective, imagine if you were changing into a Dwarf. You could feel your snout shrinking into itself and all the bones in your body breaking and folding over themselves to shrink you into that smaller size.” She moved boldly to measure his arm with her hands, moving one to demonstrate the size his arm would be if he indeed, did, turn into a dwarf.<br/><br/>She looked back up at him and rose a brow,<b>“My impression?”</b>She looked over her shoulder at the small crowd and shrugged,<b>“There’s a general air of boredom or malcontent, which is what causes the occasional fight. They see something they’re not used to and want to cause confrontation instead of just ignoring it. Or they’re too drunk to care and would rather find someone to waste the night with.”</b><br/><br/>“<b>I guess my impression is that it normally wouldn’t be my first choice of establishment to relax in,</b>” she paused to reach for her mug of mead, just arrived, and took a swig. Her ears perked and she chuckled,<b>“But the mead is worth visiting the place for.”</b><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>