“You would not have to fear me, even then.” Aine drawled the words lazily in her heavily accented orcish, a toothy grin hinting at the sharpness of her fangs. “I put down the glaive and bow a long time ago. It's time for my daughter to carry that tradition on.” While Kaldorei did not age as the other races did so, Aine was certainly aged enough for the statement to be true. Her build was mature and though the lines of age upon her face were faint, they were there ever so slightly- the biggest giveaway was her eyes. Still, rather than wax proudly on about her past service or brag about her daughter, the woman simply raised her own mug and mimed Huni's simple gesture in a show of good will. Afterward she took another sip of her cider and let her smug grin split a little wider as the tusked woman spilled a little of her ale. There's no comment about the mistake however and when the oppurunity to share a few cups with the orc is offered, Aine joins without the hesitation one would expect from a supposed Kaldorei veteran. Slowly the woman stood up, her knees creaking subtly as the wood of her stool groaned. With a smooth, confident gait not unlike the swagger of a large cat she slipped onto a stool closer to Huni's own, leaving the as of yet unnamed Sin'dorei without a patron to the right of her for now.<br/><br/><br/>The Night Elf is seated with a faint groan, her head lolling back against her shoulders, beads and feathers once again dangling from her snowy locks. “I have nothing but time, of course I speak well.” It was said mostly in jest but the confident look never left the elf's face. That confident smirk did however widen into a nearly painful grin when she heard the explicit invitation the goblin made and Huni's own fairly witty retort. There was a brief chuckle before the husky voiced elf shook her head and sighed in an exaggerated fashion, the faint pupils of her amber eyes rolling slightly. “There were a few words to do with sitting and your rump, yes.” A look is cast over her shoulder toward the scene but shortly after she returned her attention to the orcess beside her and shook her head again. “This tavern never ceases to amuse me.”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>