"Coriana Alaros. Pleased to meet you," Coriana said with a nod. "It seems the other three members of our party have begun celebrating before working. The dwarves, I'm not so worried about. The elf..." Coriana drifted off, grimacing slightly. It was by nature that dwarves were angry and drunk. An inebriated dwarf was, in some places, more normal than a sober one. However, a drunk elf could cause much more problems than he or she was worth. Well, a drunk [i]anything[/i] could cause more problems than they were worth.

"Perhaps we should gather our friends and allow everyone to sober up, yes? We'd be much more productive that way. Arent, Raoul, if you two could collect the dwarves? I will handle the elf." It was as much a suggestion as it was a command. Not that Coriana's patience was wearing thin; she simply believed that the priority should not be drinking and destroying the village they needed to protect. Coriana bowed slightly and walked around the two humans towards the tavern, regretting her decision with every step. She had had unpleasant experiences with drunk elves. This would likely be no different.

Coriana gripped her staff tightly, wary of any potential threats the three might pose in their drunkenness. She didn't intend to harm them, obviously; she only meant to defend herself if things got too close for comfort.