Perhaps disheartening to a performance artist and dancer such as Lilanya, but there was next to no clamor or cheer for her dance. Eyes were on her, there was no doubt about that, but the men looked as though they were forcing themselves to be quiet. A little cheer, a comment to a friend beside them followed by a chuckle, but it was a far cry from the usual fanfare that the Aarakocra was used to during her performances in tavern's filled with male patrons. Still, her room for the night had already been secured prior to starting her dance, and did not hinge on whether or not she received great applause for her act.<br/><br/>A couple of the armed soldiers of Sydonia stood up from their seats at one of the tables after some quiet discussion with one another. Previously, their heads would turn to regard Arwyn every now and again. A shining knight he appeared to be in the dour tavern. While they also marked the Aarakocra and Elf women out as misplaced amongst them, the human warrior was the easiest of them to approach.<strong>"What ho, good warrior. What brings you to Sydonia this night?"</strong>The first greeted while the both of them took their seats at Arwyn's table. They approached with curious, if even eager intent, but spoke quietly as though keeping a secret between the three of them.<strong>"Don't see many knights travel this north. Planning on settling down, perhaps?"</strong>