- Red Luth.<br/>He replied with a crooked smile, looking both guards up and down, taking in their tan complexion, strong sinewy built and the way they held those spears. Judging by the white toothed smile on his hard face, and a keen sparkle in green eyes, he quite liked what he saw there. Unlike the guards, he was used the swing the opposite sex armed and strong. Lynx tribe women were almost as used to fighting as men.<br/>He shrugged, shifting hellhound’s weight on his shoulders, muscles rolling beneath his skin like on a wild stallion.<br/>- Screaming Virgin tavern, Aye. Tonight.<br/>He concluded, making a casual nod to the woman. Looking her in the eye, surprisingly calm and respectful. Then casually glanced aside at the broken necked dog-like monster he was carrying.<br/>- Your name, woman? And before we go to the tavern... where can I best sell this beast? Or buy a decent weapon, for that matter. Without at least an axe or a club I feel naked.<br/>His voice was deep and rumbling, like growl of a big cat. And unlike open mouthed guards women, Luth was calm, humorous and self assured as much as it gets.