<strong>"Master Dwalin."</strong>Miyuki greeted with a bow, taking a seat as he approached, her face smiling from the appearance of a familiar presence. Although they spoke but a few words, Miyuki felt that Dwalin could be trusted, especially with how he brought Velma up throughout the human's years, and how she eventually turned out to be - A fine woman with some rough dwarven edges, but one with a respectable personality.<br/><br/><strong>"Velma? It's an honor to hear."</strong>She said, beaming as she straightened her robes, trying to look as presentable as possible. Miyuki heard of this certain dwarf's tastes in women, and often she prepared herself for almost.. anything.<br/><br/><strong>"Nothing too important to warrant her summoning, Master Dwalin."</strong>Miyuki continued as she blushed a little. The stew was good, the grease providing the taste of fat while the vegetables gave it the simple taste which was easy on the stomach. Although she was used to luxury foods and a myriad of cuisines, Miyuki often found simple foods the best for her body, not needing to fear having a tummy ache the next day.<br/><br/><strong>"And keep you company I shall. The day is still young, and I have little to no places to visit. I seek rest and your establishment is one of the best for sanctuary, as well as some concoctions to keep my skin from peeling, for I have felt the touch of Pelor a little too much from a little excursion beyond the city walls."</strong>