"<strong>Not really had anyone look at me like that.  To fuck, I mean; plenty of people wanting to use me as a living torch.</strong>"<br/><br/>Enoch nodded.  "<strong>Places like that never stay empty for long.  Any time a group clears one out it creates a power vacuum, and before you know it something just as bad if not worse has moved in.</strong>"  He winced mentally; of course she'd know something like that, wasn't that they'd been talking about?<em>Alright</em>, he thought,<em>no more drinking</em>.<em>Get a hold of yourself, man</em>.  "<strong>As for goblins?  Gods, what disgusting creatures.  At least with orcs you see some kind of cleanliness.  Not that they're really clean, mind, but at least they know not to shit where they camp.</strong>"<br/><br/>He looked over to the strip-tease still in progress.  The woman wasn't unattractive, and he certainly wouldn't mind seeing a little more flesh, but he just couldn't see the big deal with her.  He'd seen more attractive women, though he'd seen a lot of less attractive ones too.  The gathered crowd seemed disproportionate, but then again when sex was in the air most men went stupid in a hurry.  He was glad he'd never acted that way... or at least, that he didn't remember himself acting that way.  He wondered how far things would go, how far the barkeep would let things go;  just bare skin, or a little rutting in one of the booths?  More?  he doubted he'd ever understand humanity.<br/><br/>"<strong>I've heard the rumor of ruins here, but nothing concrete.  I haven't lived here all that long, really, and people are just beginning to warm up to me... well, better to say they're not quite as frigid.</strong>"