The First Drink (anyone)

[Natasja Dustfinger]

Beer.
That was all I had on my mind. It had been a long trip, and although it was awesome to finally see the empire, all I could think about was alcohol. Exploring would just have to wait...
Almost as soon as the troll creature gave me my drink I had already gulped it down. Fearing my thirst would get the better of me, I retired to relax on a very tempting nearby couch.

[Trumac]

*the minotaur watches as she sits down next to him, it would be a rather snug fit, as he took up half the couch by himself* well, hello to you too. Name's Trumac *he raises his tankard of ale in greeting*

[Natasja Dustfinger]

I nearly jumped out of my skin. In my haste to sit down, I had completely missed the large minotaur on the couch... Which was wierd, because of his massive, buff body.
"Hi, sorry... Didn't see you there," I replied, remebering my manners. "I'm katana."
I smiled, trying not to stare too much at his muscular figure.

[Trumac]

*gives her a moment to resettle her nerves before he speaks again* it's okay, you can relax. im not going to eat you. maybe not literally anyways. *he smirks at his own really dumb joke* you must be new here.

[Natasja Dustfinger]

The cat girl grinned. Finally, someone with a sense of humour... Even though it was a terrible one.
"Yes, this is my first day in the empire... I left my family in the forest just last month. I must say though, its nice to finally meet someone who is kind enough to talk to around here."

[Trumac]

i dont exactly think of it as kind to introduce one's self to a person who nearly sits in their lap without paying attention. but i do appreciate the thought anyways. *he would wave down Fugly and have her deliver another pitcher of ale, though it seemed he had drunk the last one straight from the pitcher* what would you like to drink, little one?

[Natasja Dustfinger]

Her common sense was telling her no, but she was still so thirsty. "Thank you so much," she smiled before she could think. "If you don't mind, of course."

[Trumac]

*the minotaur grins playfully, and calls for a tall glass of ale for her as well* i dont mind. i like to see newcomers get a drink before the trouble starts. I have been told that trouble starts when my feet touch the floor in the morning and again when i cross the threshhold of any building. but that's just negative talk and i dont listen to such things. *he raises his glass to her when her drink arrives*