"Well, it would probably just be best to avoid them, then." Pieter responded, looking around the tavern to size up its patrons. There were a few looking in their direction, but they mostly seemed to be looking at Leaps. Likely, most of them simply wouldn't care about strangers and would leave them be. At least, that was what he hoped was the case. "Although, most of them at least seem to be in a good mood. I guess that makes sense; a lot of them look like sailors, and being ashore is probably the only time they have to relax."

Kaleeth scanned the rest of the room cautiously. "It makes me nervous, more than anything. It would be fine if it was just us, but I don't like Newt being here. I know most of the strangers here probably don't even care about us. If they do, then they're probably too nervous to try anything, since we're pretty well armed. But still, I can't help but to be nervous. It's just part of being a mother, I guess."

After the packs were seated, a Suthay-raht woman was quick to approach them, and it did not take much to figure out that she was there to take their orders. She wore a rough-looking, revealing green and tan dress and had mostly dark brown fur. She did not carry herself with any particular professionalism, though in an establishment such as this, it honestly would have seemed out of place.

"Hmm, big group ya have here. So, what'll y'all have today?" She asked, her attention first going to Ahnasha. 

"Oh, um, just a mug of ale, I think." Ahnasha answered quickly. She had not originally planned on having anything, but when presented with the opportunity, it did sound like it would help her relax. 

Lorag, of course, volunteered to go next. "You got mead in this place?" He asked simply. 

"We've got anything you want, handsome." She answered.

"A bottle of mead, then." Lorag continued with slight enthusiasm, since his own stock of mead had run out about half way to Leyawiin. 

Meesei held up a hand and shook her head slightly when the Khajiit looked to her. "I am fine, thank you." While she would not have minded a drink, it would be expensive to order for everyone. Of course, it would be suspicious if no one at all ordered, so she did not complain about the others' purchases. Kaleeth and Irenya too declined to order food or drink, though Pieter decided he would actually have something. 

"Do you happen to have Cyrodilic Brandy?" Pieter asked.

The Khajiit placed a hand on her hip as she answered. "Like I said, anything you want."

"Oh, well, I'll have that, then." He said awkwardly.