<strong>Rarovan</strong><br/><br/><strong>To Umara</strong><br/>"No doubt it is, meanwhile I think I finally got all the smell off my blade" He ended with sarcasm dripping from his voice to Umara Subtely is not one of his specialties.. He mostly just sounded jealous at the moment, cause of the work involve in cleaning. He'd need to ask one of the mages if they had some sort of charm that would ward off the foul smelling liquid..<br/><br/><strong>To the room</strong><br/>He lazily looked around the room while everyone conversed. Beyond his quip to Umara, there wasn't exactly much he could talk about with everyone else. He looked around to see if he could hear anything strange around the bar. But he was far to distracted to make any true heads or tails of it.<br/><br/><strong>To Amalea</strong><br/>Then Amalea spoke, and he smiled. "You are always so kind, thinking of others! Hear hear!" He was pulled from his reverie, holding his mug up and clacking it with the rest of the group, finishing the mostly full mug in a few gulps, before with a loud "Ka-thunk" slamming it on the table.<br/><br/><strong>Catalina</strong><br/>He groaned at another Cat-like pun. Their amusement  had worn off on him long ago. "Youuuu.. youuu... bah." He just couldn't come up with anything after pointing his finger at her.