"Yer implyin that I can't get tipsy? Ye'd be wrong, but it takes more than a few human ales ta get me liquored up." She grins back at her companion with a wink. She points over to the embattlements surrounding the town. "Aye, the town'll safer with a proper wall. Believe it or not, me scuptures arn't half bad. Me clan never bothered to specialize in just one art. We enjoyed working stone, steel, wood, mud, clay... Bet ye didn't know I can brew potions and other alchemies too. Me pop, his favorite medium was flesh, actually. He could make a golem you couldn't tell was constructed." Myrna trails off, her memories flowing through her mind's eye again, the corners of her lips dipping a bit into a frown.<br/><br/>Our stroll brings us to another section of the town. "That there is the other tavern. It's full tonight of some merchant caravan and their escort. That bigger buildin down the road here is the Town Hall. I imagine thats where the eldars and paragons live or work. Well, I'm not fer sure on that, but me sense tells me thats the obvious place. I haven't stayed in human towns enough ta know more about their towns."