<div class="floatleft">(http://orig00.deviantart.net/d687/f/2017/189/2/1/warren01_by_ravagedgirl-dbfj75q.jpg)</div>Warren took a moment to appraise the young individual that he so obviously interrupted. His posture, his mannerisms. It could make one believe they were in the presences of a Noble Born son of at least a low ranked lord. Warren was half expecting the young man to decline his company. The young man would have been well within is rights. So as August greeted him, and granted him permission to sit with him, Warren's smile broadened. "I thank you kindly good sir." Warren declared before pulling out a chair on the opposite side of the table, and plopping down with the weariness of man that had been walking many miles before arriving at this particular Tavern. Warren would lean back, and rest the heel of his left boot on an adjacent chair. "Ah, that is much better. Been walking since before the Sun came up." He chuckled hardily.<br/><br/>Once Warren had a chance to take a breath he chuckled nervously. "Oh my my my. Where are my manners? I've not properly introduced myself. I'm Warren Seville. A Wanderer, and I guess you could say i'm a "Handy man" by trade. I do oddjobs for people in the towns, and Villages I pass through. Never stay anywhere overly long though." Warren greeted as he offered August his hand to shake.<br/><br/>The young Dwarf that had caught Warren's eye earlier would return with two rather large platters. the Wanderer blinked before he had to remind himself of the stoutness of Dwarves. Otherwise he would have offered his assistance to the Dwarf so she would not have to be over encumbered. The Dwarf would set down a surprisingly large order before the young man that sat across from Warren before greeting him. "Good Morn to you as well, Mistress Dwarf." Warren replied as he let his eyes drink in this Dwarf. There was great appreciation for her beauty in his eyes without the blatant Lust of a rabid baboon.<br/><br/>Warren would nod in understanding as the Dwarf excused herself, explaining that someone shall be along to serve him shortly. "Not to worry, Mistress Dwarf. I'm in no hurry." Warren replied as he gave her a smile and wave before she departed the table after setting all of August's order before him. Leaving Warren to ponder what he should indulge in for his time here. Perhaps a nice hearty stout with some of that roasted meat with potatoes, and bread. That would be quite filling. However, he'll just have to wait until a Server is available to take his order.<br/><br/>Turning his attention to August, Warren's  right thumb continuing to roll the polished ring around his middle finger. "May I ask what is so interesting in your Book that you ignore the scenery around you?" Warren asked.