Xeksharr, wasn't really that drunk. It seems diseases and poisons weren't the only things Argonians were highly resilient to. He was able to keep a clear head as he saw the tattoo on her breast. He wasn't all that familiar with the Dark Brotherhood, so it didn't click to him that she was a Speaker, or someone of any particular involvement to the legendary guild of assassins. Jern-Muhrol was more into the secret organizations, but he was getting to the point of hazy eyes and he wasn't in the position that Xeksharr was to see the tattoo. Though, the Argonian barbarian knew an omen when he saw one...and this was practically radiating bad vibes.<br/><br/>But, he did have an act to keep up. He just grinned and looked up at her with his one good eye,"Well...I think we can...arrange, something. Though, I'll have to consult my arms-brother here if he would like to participate in these..teachings."<br/><br/>Jern-Muhrol spat,"Do you have to ask! Anything to help a fair lady out. Unlike the Nords, this one has no problem with Bosmer friends. After all, they are fellow hunters, like the Khajiits. And this one thinks that some 'teachings' could be beneficial for all of us."<br/><br/>The Argonian grinned,"I couldn't agree more. Let's finish this round with a cheer and 'retire' to the room."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>