<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/u3uBgaA_d.webp?maxwidth=640&amp;shape=thumb&amp;fidelity=medium)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tayohara Hiroshi (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=345576.msg16288797#msg16288797)<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Tiefling<br/><strong>Age:</strong>20<br/><strong>Class:</strong>Arcane Trickster<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Adventurer<br/><hr/><br/>With a smirk behind his cowl and mask, he could not help his amusement as to Thistle's compliment upon his package. He was tempted to be a tease if he could subtly pull it off. He merely kept eyes with Thistle and winked for the moment to let her know he caught that.<br/><br/>But then the drinks were being served straight from the minotaur's bountiful tits. He heard about minotaur milk bring a delicacy amongst some with rumors of it being addictive in high amounts. He was a touch curious of course but it was clear she was on the edge as if her milking was in of itself highly pleasuring to her. Tayonara remembers this for later.<br/><br/>Watching Alana's every reaction to the hijinks if the minotaur was entertaining and telling. He had yet to discern why was a fresh slave was being used to serve drinks but perhaps it was a test for her obedience? More questions to be had but soon enough he might very well get his answers. For the armored woman had come into the tent and he had to scoot over to make room for her. Nothing was made mention of just yet.<br/><br/>His tail twitched around his waist and his own goblet would be served with some of this minotaur milk. He paused, taking note of the very obvious flaw since he couldn't really eat or drink without removing his mask. Puzzling this over, he was trying to think up a method to drink it without issue  But then he heard a familiar language to him. Both of English and Japanese. The former world he called home. Now currently being spoke before him by the armored girl. He simply spoke in Japanese<strong>"Yes"</strong>