<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Zanen</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.badideafactory.com/images/portfolio/GWwarrior_full.jpg)</div></div><br/>The Inn was packed with a diverse clientele: humans in force, and the catgirls who seemed to be growing more organized. Zanen really did not appreciate the noise coming from them, though if he could understand it then it would have been different. Either way, staying at the table was not his first priority.<br/><br/>Zanen's posture was calm, maybe you could call it relaxed or slumped, in his chair as he laced his fingers together and leaned back. One of his companions, the scantily-clad girl, had a monkey that toyed with their waitress' apron, which earned a light smirk from him. He ordered a glass of water, nothing else, while his eyes flitted over to one of the catgirls' tables every now and then.<br/><br/>He watched the waitress serving them leave before talking.<br/><br/>"I could think of a few things I'd rather do than just<em>hide.</em>What fun is there to be found in<em>that</em>? What we have here is a very, very special opportunity to make a name for ourselves, cure this plague....or, the more fun way in my opinion, carve something for ourselves out of this sinking ship before it submerges." He nodded to Balus as he spoke the second option. "I don't even see a reason why both can't be done. In any case, there is far too much to be had in this ailing kingdom to drop everything and leave...for now. So I am with Balus on this one."