”Oh, I'm quite aware.” Ros gave the orc a friendly smile. ”There are mages amongst you, after all – I wouldn't be so dim as to presume any stupidity on you or your species' part.”<br/><br/>She gave Chloe a curious (if largely innocent) sideways glance before she turned to the stone mug and took a sizable drink of the stout, nodding appreciatively. ”Add that to the seemingly never-ending list of orc talents – brewing.” She proceeded to glance at Tara, again more out of curiosity than anything else.<br/><br/>”Ah. So it really<i>is</i>that kind of establishment. No wonder the rest of my company turned away. They'd be a bit frightened by the atmosphere, I think.” She gave another casual shrug even as she felt the head start to flush to her face. What<i>had</i>she gotten herself into?<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>