<span style="color: yellowgreen">"yeah im new, still gotta get into that immigration office, damned lines are longer then an Elf's ear."</span>she smirked and shook her head.<span style="color: yellowgreen">"i aint the best but im certainly better then some."</span>she raised one brow as she listened.<span style="color: yellowgreen">"Ashia? what kind ah name is that?"</span>she shook her head as she listened and finished the first drink before taking the second.<span style="color: yellowgreen">"dont you know you never mess with the man that serves your booze? but yeah you can call me Kele if you insist, im not gonna fight you on it."</span>she took another drink and sighed.<span style="color: yellowgreen"> "so dont get in the Matron's way, dont expect help from anyone, dont rat out the vigilante and dont cause no problems, that sounds easy enough. better then dealin with some numbskull ordering me to attack half a platoon of Orcs by meself."</span>her accent was getting thicker as the alchahol took effect and she looked at the barkeep and Vyre again.<span style="color: yellowgreen">"i appreciate the help." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>