<strong>"Hrm...."</strong>Was the only reply from the massive warforged, as the group entered and made their orders. His footfalls shook the tavern as he made his way towards the kitchen. Instead of going in himself, he called through the door.<strong>"The lady and her guests are here. Bring me the '84 Elfen Dry, three glasses, and two pints of the dwarf stout. Also bring the snack cakes."</strong>There was some noise from the kitchen, to which Jeeves crossed his arms.<strong>"Now, don't give me that lip, you'll not do to embarrass us in front of m'lady."</strong><br/><br/>More noise, followed by the sound of glass banging against glass. Soon an assortment of trays and dishes was brought out, low to the ground, carried by something underneath them. Those somethings jumped onto the chairs, setting them onto the tables, before jumping down and taking a bow.<strong>"Tadaaaa"</strong>the modrons looked up at Elenore expectantly, their large eyes blinking. The creatures were of various polyhedral shapes, with the number of limbs and eyes matching how many sides they had, roughly one eye per side, though the round one was more or less humanoid.