Serath leaned back in his chair and was sipping his drink quietly when he heard something of a commotion. At first glance it was just two children running down the stairs and through the tavern hall. He nearly laughed aloud when he noticed how they were dressed. One was in skin tight leathers that left very little to the imagination, the second was barely clad at all really. Only in loose rages that seemingly threatened to fall off at any moment. But it what those very outfits that Identified them for what they were. The curves they were showing off, the Small but for their size decent breasts, shapely thighs. Looking all the world like a normal elf woman, just a few feet shorter.<br/><br/>He raised his hand to hopefully gather their attentions. He had no idea why they seemed to be running at breakneck speeds through the table legs but whatever amused them the most he guessed. They looked more or less like who he was expecting. Granted it was currently hard to get a glimpse of their faces but he saw no other halfings in this tavern. So he had to assume seeing two other halfing woman wasn't just a coincidence.