Nahren nodded, eager to get off these chairs. He walked slowly, following Anara, with Aenthas right behind. Nahran smiled, looking down at Anara<br/><br/>"Yet I find myself in the company of another arcanist, and elf. I always found your kin strange, well... until I met Aenthas. Now I find you even more strange" Nahren chuckled "But indeed likeable" he nodded.<br/><br/>He made sure to walk a little behind Anara, giving her some room. He was big, so walking side by side with her, would most likely having her pushes against the wall. Aenthas stayed behind, admiring Anaras back, bum and legs. He smirked, before letting out a sigh. He looked around, not seeming very impressed by the architecture of the inn.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>