He had noticed the words, signs, and hostile stares just fine, as he was used to it. It wasn't to the point someone would do something, a pity, a bar brawl would really help his temper right now, but it was a common thing. There was a reason he avoid humans and the other 'civilized' races, they were a bunch of pits be damned hypocrites. At least the 'monstrous' races would say their problem to your face, and wouldn't mob you unless you were a threat to the entire group.<br/><br/>Still, he was not going to hang around too long, as him getting involved in a bar fight would likely give the group the wrong impression, and he didn't need MORE restrictions on what he could and couldn't do. And no sense giving the paladin a reason to chop him this early. So he stayed in the corner, enjoying his alcohol and the burn, even if he couldn't enjoy the muddling that should have followed it.