Finishing off this mook easily enough, as I slap him a few good more times with my foxfire tails before bouncing off of him. Letting out a annoyed huff of annoyance over having to do this in the middle of a perfectly wholesome and moral establishment such as this.<strong>"You should feel ashamed of yourself attacking me in this high holy place! Barkeep, moar booze!"</strong>Giving him one more swift kick in the balls before sauntering off back to my barstool to see about getting some refreshments after such a traumatizing ordeal for myself.<br/><br/>Also wondering where that valet elf went off to and why isn't he giving me a massage and preparing a bath for later enjoyment.