"I never said it was a good habit" the tauren says with a huge smile painted on his muzzle "as for passing out after drinks" he looks down over his own large form and then back at the dwarf "that might take something very stronger or more less strong drinks than I could possible pay for, I do not have many coins hidden in these loins I am afraid".<br/><br/>He places both his hands on the table before him each palm no doubt being bigger than the head of the dwarf "However lack of shiny items aside, it is a pleasure meeting one not trying to skin me alive and yes, we did want a challenge and our allies, the trolls, offered a new experience here in these very jungles" he nods and then laughs but cutting it short as he soon speaks again "Oh and I guess you are right, finding more of my own might not be hard, although I could just as easily mistake one of the draenei as one of my own" Hrokar looks over at Xavia "although the women are somewhat smaller than our own yet strangely alluring" he keeps his gaze at the draenei server for a few seconds before again facing the dwarf "it is the hooves" he says while sticking his own leg out a little to show his own, laughing yet again.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>