<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Torryx</span><br/>Location: Café<br/>Tagged: Alice<br/><br/>Torryx watched in surprise as Olivia stole his fork without warning, or...reason.  He just shrugged.  It wasn't as though he had particular plans for that fork, anyways, as he was hadn't decided on what to eat, and might only need a spoon.  Realizing that, he quickly placed a hand protectively over his spoon before accepting the berry offered by Olivia.<br/><br/>When the birdwoman quite literally flew across the table, Torryx clenched for a bit in surprise, but relaxed soon enough, even taking a moment to quietly reach over and retrieve a certain wayward fork.  He shrugged off the rest, flagging down a waitress to order a<em>large</em>bowl of stew.  His size and strength had advantages, but it took a lot of food to keep him going.  Every opportunity for a meal had to be taken.<br/><br/>He sighed hearing about the giant golem...that would have been fun to fight.  Golems were powerful objects, and generally anyone that was able to build one had other things worth looking into...or taking.  Still, he had to agree with Alice.  There had been plenty of evil forces to deal with.  His backpack had hundreds of gold coins bouncing around inside it, and his new gauntlets made him all kinds of happy.  "Still room for more, though.  Caravans generally aren't that profitable for us.  A lot of the money we make is spent on food."<br/><br/>As the monks walked by, Torryx ignored them until he felt their reaction to...something.  He looked at them sternly as they turned and left.  He was used to strange looks, but that had been far too impolite.  He nodded to himself once they were gone and turned to Alice to answer her question.  "No ideas.  At first I thought they were just curious about us, but that seemed a bit much.  I don't think my 'undercarriage' is that frightening."