<span style="font-weight: bold">&lt;&lt;Sherani&gt;&gt;</span><br/><br/>The wolf's loud laughter dies away when Sherani approaches, and he gives his canine friend a quick little slap on the shoulder, to shut up whatever he had just opened his mouth to say.<br/><br/>Sherani's movements are noticed by many - namely, though she'd heard the whispers coming from. Her trip towards the wolf that seems to have been wanting to catch her eye actually takes her beside one of these tables. The two individuals - A half-elf and a young female human - close their mouths instantly, tensing. Yet, when Sherani walks right back their table, they both give a silent sigh of relief - thankful her attention had not been directed at them.<br/><br/>Upon closer inspection of the wolf and his comrade, Sherani is surprized to find that neither of one them look even average. The wolf, despite having one eye covered up with a dark grey eyepatch (likely to at least partially match his fur), has a surprizingly debonair look about him. His clothing is clear, and his armor - it looks like a breastplate - is in very nice condition. The longsword that lay leaned against the wall next to him is in surprizingly good condition, though - unlike most longswords - the pointed end is a little bit thicker in the very middle. It seems like such a modification would throw the entire thing out of balance. His dark grey fur is nearly spotless.<br/><br/>The young fox with him - no more than twenty, and likely a little bit younger - is what really draws her attention, though. He seems to have a sort of inherant charisma that draws the eye. The sleek look of his fur, the stunning blue eyes, the way he carries himself - it all comes together to make a simply stunning peice of work. His own armor is also very well-kept, consisting of a suit of studded leather, and two overly-large bracers on his forearms that could be identified as Dastana. He weapons consist of little more than two shortswords - but there was no telling what those hefty bracers might conceal beneath them.<br/><br/>A soft scent, like weak exotic spices, lingers around their table. Even to one with a sensative nose, the scent is somewhat intruiging, and by no means foul. The wolf leans in a little bit closer when the object of his desire puts her hands down on his table, giving him a near-peek of her bust. This causes the younger fox to grin broadly - but the more experienced wolf keeps a soft, but friendly, smile on his face...despite letting his eyes wander.<br/><br/>"Join us? By all means, i welcome it." His voice is smooth, charming. Leaning forwards, he pulls out the chair that is situated closest to him "A shifter? You drew my attention the moment i saw you. Your kind are quite rare around here. Most are out in the plains, raiding caravans and the like. Tell me...what brings a little seductress like yourself into a town like Espen? I'm Jenzik, by the way - and this is Kenor." He shifts his one good eye to Kenor "Kenor? Why don't you go chase her tail, if that is what has you so interested. You never know, you might get lucky. Go ahead. I'd like to speak with her alone."<br/><br/>((DC 24 sense motive check to determine that they are certainly lieing about their names))<br/><br/>Kenor's ears perk...and he looks back over his shoulder in the direction of Lilium and the serving girl "...I...yea, i think i will. Don't wait up for me, hmm? Might...be busy for a while..." He grins, giving his companion a wink, nods his head politely to Sherani, and gets up, heading in the direction of Lilium's table.<br/><br/>Jenzik's attention focuses on Sherani once more, his charming little smile once more spreading across his face.