Ash'therion seemed to allow the human his distance, not prying beyond his own need to dull the silence. As the man seemed to relax and grow more comfortable, the warrior simply chuckled.<span style="color: #b30000">"Ah yes. Although I have heard strange things about Draenei and Tauren mingling quite well. I suppose there is a match in the universe for anyone, hm?" </span>The man let out another low and pompous laugh, and took a long drink from his own ale. His eyes were fixated in fascination with the couple, he could even feel blood rushing even slightly to his lower half. However, it was not enough to completely arouse him.<br/><br/>Instead, he decided to carry on conversation whilst finally peeling his eyes away from the two tauren and more toward the other familiar waitresses.<span style="color: #b30000">"I've dabbled in smithing myself, I admit. I tend not to do it often as I like, but I always respect the profession."</span>After a moment Ash'therion eyed the human over with a perked brow.<span style="color: #b30000">"Stromgardian? I am having a bit of trouble placing your origin-- I was once so good at it when the Kingdoms were whole."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>