<div class="floatright"><strong>Evelune (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=706601)</strong><br/>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/83/Marisa_snowy_small.png)</div><br/>That was one person arguing for her right to drink, and another who... well it was a longer shot, bards were tricksy sorts so she wasn't exactly going to count on the other half-elf. Evelune gave her biggest smile and hoped that and the combination of the shifter and permit did the trick. "Yeah! The hot girl knows what she's talking about." She nodded to herself, obviously the evidence for her position was overwhelming!<br/><br/>"Not city folk, are you, big elf?" she said to Iorthir, "'on the streets at night,' that's how respectable types talk about the homeless who sleep on the streets," she was matter-of-fact, as though it weren't even strange or even worthy of getting upset about, "respectable types try not to think about it and aren't really fussed when they disappear. Night like tonight, plenty of them are going to be frozen steak before morning anyway." She rubbed her hands together cheerfully, "makes you happy you're the one that's got the fire and the food and the drink, right?"<br/><br/>She grinned, "oooh, now, a while ago there was this shambly gross people-eating thing that came up from the sewers. I helped kill it, that was pretty awesome. Hope we're getting another something like that, it'd be fun."