"Trolls can be funny like that" Anti said. He took a seat at an empty table and ordered food and drink when a bar maid came by. "I'm surprised no one's planning any raids" he mused idly as he looked around the tavern.<br/><br/><br/>Kittar looked at the nightelf, who was a couple inches shorter than his hunched frame, and wondered if the elf was going to push the issue of him looking the cat over. The cat was in serious need of care, but Kittar doubted the elf would want to hear that from him.<br/><br/>"You aren't worth the effort" the elf said throwing Kittar away from him as a couple of tauren walked into the bar and mounted his stormsaber, riding off towards the market area.<br/><br/>Kittar climbed to his feet and dusted himself off. A flashing light in the market place drew his attention and he decided to forgo food at the moment to check out the cause of the light.