Antiges tosses the barkeep a few coins after a snifter of whisky was poured for him. A sniff of the cup curled his nose into a toothy big-bad-wolf-like grin before he brought it to his lips and lightly sipped. His bright orange eyes stare curiously about the bar watching the interactions with passive interest until the pandarean woman had strode in and sat only a few chairs away from him. His ear flickers lightly as he listens to her voice, another sip of whisky tumbles past his tongue before he lightly eases from his stool. A flick of his wrist and fingers brings his hat from the counter deftly to rest on his head as he quietly pads towards her. When he speaks his voice is deep, gravely and thickened by accent "Well 'ello there, you seem a bit nervous, firss time in this tavern ahm guessin hmm?" Regardless of response he'd lightly nod towards the seat next to her raising a brow inquisitively as he speaks again "Might I join you?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>