Once more sinking into his chair the troll sighed.<br/><br/>What a strange table this was becoming, to talk anymore could lead to him becoming rather flatfooted and put off balance socially... he didn't like to lose in any situation.<br/>He'd have to listen, listen and observe, what are these people and what do they hide?<br/><br/>The steel-hided human was an engineer... what was an engineer again? Ah, an engineer was a creator of gadgets and other strange things... the source of the whirring?<br/>He didn't see anything however, it had to be small.<br/><br/>He already knew that the bear was a drinker, putting more emphasis on quantity then quality by the sounds of it however.<br/><br/>The elf, dressed in a way that was as good as nude, but something didn't add up. She was a whore? but also a mage? absurd, ridiculous!<br/><br/>With such knowledge and the ability to sell knockoff "authentic" foods when they were in fact shaped chunks of mana as a scam meant she had no need to offer her pampered body as a whore.<br/>A fake? so did she want to mislead others into thinking she was a prostitute?<br/><br/>Speculating did nothing, he had to be direct.<br/><br/>"So, elf. Wy deh charade? wy pretend y'be a whore? A few coins be saying dat y'be somting else in reality.  Make 'et ezee foh yourself and jes put on some clothes wo'mon."<br/><br/>He stole one more gaze at her barely covered snatch before looking up expectantly at her face "So, 'o are yah really?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>