<span style="color: purple">"I've been called worse." </span><span style="color: teal">"Yer new ta' town, eh? Well imma tell ya right now-." </span><span style="color: purple">"Oli, be careful what you say, we don't need to scare off the few good people."</span>She looked the Dwarf over again and took another sip.<span style="color: purple"> "Probably good people." </span><span style="color: teal">"Hush you or I'll collect on your tab."</span>The Highborne raised an eyebrow and motioned for him to continue on.<span style="color: teal"> "Was I sayin', an' this may sound like some loony conspiracy nonsense, but if you ever find yourself in trouble here. Be it debt, a stalker, someone tried to rape ya, there are very few people who will actually help you, 'specially if you're stuck livin' down here in The Row. Vyre tell you 'bout Ashia?"</span><span style="color: purple">"The vigilante I mentioned earlier."</span>The barkeep nodded and sat down a second mug for the dwarf but this one empty.<span style="color: teal">"She's the best thing to ever happen to us little folk, we all know her face even when she hides as a human. Ain't nobody gonna rat her out though, she protects us. The High Priestesses ain't see nothing past their own noses... those of them that still have them. The Matron's a good lass but don't let her kind act fool ya, she's all about business and has made more'n a few people disappear for trying to cut into her business. Worst part bein' that she does it all legally, uses every loophole and shady practice you can think of, but it's worked. Half the city belongs to her with more business owners signin' to her daily."</span><span style="color: purple">"If you're done scaring her away from the city. Yes, Kele, can I call you Kele? I'm going to anyways, unlike Stormwind this place isn't ran by racists. Everybody works together, lives together, and sleeps together. That's not to say there isn't some racial tension, you aren't going to find many Orcs and Night Elves skipping down the streets holding hands, but most of the people here are good about behaving. My daughter owns a Blood Elven woman who is pregnant with a Worgen man's children, I should go check on them while I'm out." </span><span style="color: teal">"Here, Lass, I this is usually the preferred drink of the Dwarves that visit. Probably tastes better than that engine degreaser Vyre used to down by the keg."</span><span style="color: purple"> "I will cut you."</span>The man laughed softly and reached over to ruffle Vyre's hair.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>