The two 'beast-men' were a bit too busy enjoying their merriment before they both noticed the Wood Elf barmaid that had came to grace their table. Xeksharr looked to Jern-Muhrol with his one good eye and a devilish grin. The big man-cat just grunted and started downing his mead. That elicited a chuckle from the Argonian as he looked back to the barmaid, studying her. He always that look about him, sizing up everyone he meets. He then grinned again as he spoke in that deep, clear voice the Argonians were known for.<br/><br/>"Ah, yes, of course. My dear, I would like a refill on my ale...and maybe some of your choice cuts as well. I'm not sure what the pet cat over there will like."<br/><br/>Jern-Murhol stopped his drinking to look over at his friend with a glare and a twitch of his whiskers. Xeksharr started to chuckle again, loving how easy it was to anger the Khajiit warrior. With a faint hiss at arms-brother he looks to the barmaid and grunts again, speaking in the foreign slightly hissed voice the Khajiits were known for, if the people of Skyrim ever seen a Khajiit...whether they be in the wandering trade caravans or elsewhere.<br/><br/>"I am set here, for now...Maybe I could use a refill on my mead later. And, before you ask, no I do not drink Black-Briar brand...I've been to Riften...not a nice woman, and certainly not a hearty drink."<br/><br/>Xeksharr spatted,"The drink is alright, but I can agree with you on the woman...I don't want to be around the likes of her...so much as breath the wrong way and she'll give you an earful...right before sending either her pet Thieves' Guild or her friendly Dark Brotherhood after you."<br/><br/>The snow-furred Khajiit nodded and went back to his drinking. Xeksharr looked back to the barmaid,"Sorry about that, we sometimes get carried away in conversation. But, I think you got our orders. And here...we've got plenty to throw-out, and I think you could use a treat or two." He dug into his coinpurse and fetched out at least ten gold pieces and handed it to the Wood Elf, grinning,"And, of course, do keep the change."<br/><br/>Jern-Muhrol just raised a brow at the Argonian but ignored it. Who knew why Xeksharr did things, he was only reliable in combat...outside of it, it was a fool's game of chance trying to figure out what was going on in that scaly skull.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>