<div class="floatright">(http://d.facdn.net/art/lokiaesir/1368931391/1368931391.lokiaesir_passion_love.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Tavah (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=246922.msg12211950#msg12211950)<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Warrior, 1st Year<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Assembly Hall<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Minxi, Roshario, Open<br/><hr/><br/>It was readily apparent to Tavah given Minxi’s reaction to seeing him that his attempt to emulate a human smile had once again missed its intended mark; far from the first time it had happened over the course of the past week.  He made a mental note to try sticking to his more natural expressions as his toothy smile was once again hidden by his lips, giving his face a less threatening demeanor that was no less severe. Tavah’s ears, on the other hand, were pointed forward and level with his head; his kind’s version of a neutral, but friendly smile.  Her following remark about the taste of Gnome caused his muzzle to part slightly, though not enough to bare teeth, in his own form of amusement at the exchange.  ”It is curious how you know what you taste like; do Gnomes eat their own kind?  If so, why do you do such if you taste as poorly as you say?”<br/><br/>Tavah’s attempt at adding humor into the conversation seemed to do little to unnerve Minxi as she withdrew a few steps, bumping into another student.  This girl was only half of what he had expected to see; the lower half was entirely a surprise and new to him.  The instrument in her possession wasn’t entirely unlike something that his mother’s kind plays during celebrations.  There was a slight pang of homesickness in the pit of his stomach as a few memories associated to the music of his people came to mind, but Minxi’s nervous apology prevented him from lingering on those thoughts for more than a moment.<br/><br/>His amusement with Minxi only grew as she became more flustered with her situation, this time backing towards Tavah rather than away from him.  Without being aware of what was socially appropriate in the situation, he acted on his instinct to help in his typical direct fashion.  As she backed to within his arm’s length, he spoke in his version of an amused tone. ”Then I shall make sure to protect you from any other Gnome who may wish to taste you.” While Tavah spoke, he reached down, grabbed her at the waist, and effortlessly hoisted her in the air before setting her on his shoulders, allowing her to straddle the back of his neck all in one smooth motion that he had done countless times with the tribe’s younglings.<br/><br/>While the entirety of Tavah’s body was covered in soft fur, Minxi would notice it was particularly lush in a mane around his neck.  ”You may use my horns for balance, just don’t use them to turn my head for your own amusement.”  It was a warning he was in the practice of uttering out necessity for the more exuberant children of his tribe.  Once Minxi was settled on his shoulders, Tavah crouched down on his haunches in a seated position that was natural for his kind.  The sort of warrior’s at-rest position that offered comfort while at the same time allowing him to react easily should the need arise.  His exceptional height allowed him and Minxi to still see above the seated throng of students.<br/><br/>”My name is Tavah, by the way.” Tavah offered in introduction as an after-thought to both the Gnome woman and the half-human before turning his attention to the latter.  ”My people play an instrument similar to that one.  I would like to hear you play it sometime without the noise of people drowning it out.”