Ah, it be a las after meh own heart.
* Gives a starry look and brutish smile *
May I buy thee an ale or fresh juice from the wine?
*Egwene gives a non-committal once over to this new arrival - smiles briefly and responds*
A glass of juice would be refreshing while I await the rest of my party.
*Egwene subtly raises her hand to her face in an attempt to mask some of the stench emanating from the brute not wishing to offend - at least until she learns more of his usefulness.*
Edited: alskann on 18th Jul, 2008 - 6:06pm
Juice ye say? By golly I believe I have not seen juice in a long time.
* Feels beard *
Ale be tasting much better, and talking of ale...
* Turns and shouts to a wench *
Fill er up and give me one too las meh throat is parched and meh belly of a gripe since this morning.
* Turns back to Egwene, ye be seeing anyone? *
Winks while rubbing his belly.
Fellow travelers ye say? What be they, thy sisters or maiden cousins? Do they have the beauty of a rose in bliss as ye do?
* He raises a brow as though the answer was already a positive a reply *