Morgalla looks up as she feels the man look at her intently, she is well used to humans staring at her as very few dwarven women ever ventured outside of the strongholds. As she catches his eye she gives him a seductive wink before turning to Iano with interest as he speaks up. "Always hungry, I take the opportunity to eat, drink and love when I can. Who knows, tomorrow we could all be dead. Of course there is a serious lack of cute dwarven men around here." She chuckles and takes another deep drink from the wine and smacks her lips in appreciation.<br/><br/>"Good wine though, thank you." she gives Chath a grateful grin so glad to not have to drink water for breakfast.<br/><br/>"Battle is all well and good, but if they put me on the line again I will scream! Just because I am a dwarf doesn't mean I am a Hearthguard in plate. Give a commander to assassinate and I will be happy, btw do you know who will be in charge of this operation? Or where you to busy to get your back scratched up to listen... again." She chuckles at him and gives him a very dirty look.<br/><br/>((ooc: sorry for the briefness I am running a wicked fever so brain isnt working))