Adriana was distracted in thought when she heard the lizard, clear voice of an Argonian. The Nord woman wasn't racist, she knew the world's problems weren't due to a specific kind of people, just specific people. Just don't mess with her, and she'll pass you by without a question or a raised fist. But, this Argonian didn't seem like the type she would associate it with.<br/><br/>She didn't register what the Argonian said till a moment later. When she looked up, the Arognian already cursed and started to walk away. Well, just because he looked like an animal, didn't mean he had to act like one. Seems there was still some people who could a lesson or two in manners...bastard.<br/><br/>She grunted and didn't pay anyone else any mind as she finished her ale and put down some Imperial coins to pay for the next ale once the nearest barmaid came around. Once that was done, she figured she might as well get a look around and was treated to a sight of a wonderful 'race soup' within the tavern...other humans, some Elves, and what appears to be the only Argonian and Orc in the room.<br/><br/>She didn't pay much attention to the humans and Elves, she sees them everyday. But the Argonian and Orc was an oddity, especially way down here in the south. They usually stayed up North or stood around in specific cities that their races preferred to be in. Especially the Orcs, it was<i>very</i>rare to see them venture out of their Strongholds that only Orcs and Sworn-Bloods could get in...and when you do see one coming out of a Stronghold...they were usually either exiled, about to be exiled, or were just sellswords or Imperial Legion soldiers, or blacksmiths.<br/><br/>Judging what she could see of the Orc, it seemed the sellsword idea came into affect. Adrianna shrugged as she turned back around and saw the barmaid picking up her mug, taking the coins, and heading away to get her her refill. She most certainly needed all the alcohol she could get if she was going to make it through the executions...certainly not the brightest of looks for the Imperial Legion.<br/><br/>Granted, she believed that Ulfric killed the High King, but it was tradition that anyone could challenge the High King to death for the throne. But, it had to be in<i>fair combat</i>...and something about<i>shouting</i>a man to ribbons didn't sounds exactly fair...she smelled magic was in the air in that matter. But, they were all Nords and fought proudly for the land they were born in, fought for the right Talos had certainly earned as a God, and tried to keep the Empire true to its name. But, in the Legion, she knew the world could be combined into one...and that was what they needed...everyone had to be together if the Empire was going to survive.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>