<div class="floatleft">(https://68.media.tumblr.com/9d669a0179ca4ed63450a813b0b79abb/tumblr_open0qFys51utyn51o8_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Lhii (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=267118.msg13177338#msg13177338)</strong><br/><em>Halfling ranger 1</em><br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Emperor's Flagon, Hyscrown's table<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Andrea, Aelen, Tictic; Everyone at some level<br/><hr/><br/>She had simply given Malaki a puzzled look at her very vague, non-specific question. What did Lhii mean about<em>what</em>? Rather than try to answer a question she didn't know the answer to, Lhii just kept quiet and fiddled with Andrea's poncho curiously.<strong>"This isn't sheep's wool,"</strong>she notes out loud, glancing up to see the young man's tongue poking out at her. She blinked and leaned up to give his cheek a lick in return.<br/><br/>Tictic's outburst made her jump and she gave the goblin a wary eye for a moment, before freeing Andrea's poncho, pushing her hair back off her bare shoulders.<strong>"Chasing pigs is hard work. Especially if you catch one. They don't like being caught."</strong>She gave the green boy a sort of smile, while following the group to the table Yira leads them to. Lhii pulled up a chair and clambered into it, smoothing her fringed skirt over her thighs and letting her bare feet sway above the floor as she listened to the talk. Aelen's proclamation of loyalty unto death drew a soft scoff from her.<br/><br/>But what really fascinated her at this table - at the moment - was that bottle.<strong>"You actually try to sell something called <em>swill</em>?"</strong>she had asked. Well. it was free, so she poured herself a little sample. Sniffed it, and tossed it back. her face flushed under the ochre, and she gagged a little, eyes watering.<em>Kaff, kaff, Wheeeze!</em><strong>"Is this <em>made</em> by ogres, or used to <em>kill</em> them?"</strong>she asked Yira, a note of surprise in her now-raspy voice as she tries to clear the burn from her throat.<br/><br/>That experiment done, Lhii wiped the water from her eyes and studied this Hyscrown fellow. She had him pegged as an elf, but there was something...<em>else</em>. An elf who carried a scent of forgefire about him? Maybe? Strange man. Maybe the swill burned her nose? That might be it. She leaned slightly towards Aelen.<strong> "You really ought to give the swill at least a sip. It's impolite to refuse hospitality, and it'll be something to brag about later."</strong>She offered him a teasing look, nudging the bottle across the table towards him with one finger.<br/><br/>For the rest of the evening, they found Lhee to be a quiet companion - not shy at all, just very reserved with her words. She seemed fascinated with their company, Andrea, Aelen, and the goblin in particular, and always keeping an ear out for hints from Hyscrown about what he wanted from all of them. At some point, one of the tunes Yira strummed out actually got her singing, a low melodic song in the bubbling halfling language. beyond that though, the statuesque (from a halfling's perspective) draconian was actually given a wide berth by Lhii. She was however happy to engage with the others at the table, whether it's conversation, food, or even cuddling...