((I know. And I kinda thought that the tattoo on her breast had to be something related to either the Dark Brotherhood or the Thieves' Guild. It's starting to make things a bit interesting...now I can only wonder what she was talking about with the other barmaid ^^))<br/><br/>Jern-Muhrol eyed the barmaid, Yul'meg, he believed he caught her slip her own name. An interesting name, but he wasn't that familiar with Elfen cultures. But soon his 'studying' was interrupted when he heard Xeksharr chuckle.<br/><br/>"I think I felt her stroke a horn."<br/><br/>The Khajiit's whiskers twitched as he looked to the Argonian,"How could you? It's all bone...besides...You got too many of them. This one is surprised you still got all of them with all the near misses you had when you had to duck a blow from an axe, or a hammer, or a sword."<br/><br/>Xeksahrr grinned,"You're just mad...if it wasn't for me, I don't think we would be having any fun in a few minutes. At least be grateful you are with someone that has some skill with the tongue?"<br/><br/>Jern-Muhrol spat,"Right...we'll see you keep talking like that, when a bandit manages to get behind you and all that stands in the way of his blade and your back is my sword! But, if that woman can prove to be worth the fun she is proposing...then this one guesses he can be grateful."<br/><br/>Xeksharr boasted a laugh and then downed his drink and waited for the Khajiit to do the same before they both stood up and went up somewhat close to the bar, allowing the Wood Elf to have her space as she buy the room. They weren't going to pass up an opportunity like this.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>