Lorim looked up at te human with a smile before taking a sip of her whiskey "Heh, I'd hardly call meself a hero," she murmured, looking at the amber liquid in her glass as she swirled it around "Care to join me?" she asked. The Dwarven lass had shed her heavy traveler's cloak to show the light, but heavily decorated chainmail armor she wore. Overlapping scales covered the chain shirt's front, back and sleeves and as her new acquaintance was about to join her she unstrapped and pulled her her shoulder guards off.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>