After a time, the mugs were washed and Halisstra was filling more orders for drinks, since the pregnant women where taking more time to rest as the evening wore on. She did notice the gnoll that was with the one eyed orc, staring at her in a most disconcerting way. Several times, she'd been heading to a table with a tray full of pitchers of ale and she'd see him stating at her as he ate a piece of meat. Finally, she couldn't stand dit and approached the gnoll. "Is there anything more you need? Food, drink?" She asks quietly. Confident in her magical alteration.