Lui's explanation, although short, brought a frown to Dannisus' face. Humans weren't usually as used to the kind of prejudice he, or any of the other races had to put up with, especially not [i]slavery.[/i] But she seemed awfully [i]fine[/i] with it, though, immediately directing her attention to his ear. It flapped slightly, and his eyes darted upwards for a second. "Oh," He chirped, reaching up to gently rub the length of his stubby ear, "I was tagged a few years back while passing through Thoris." He flapped and bent his ear a little more, revealing where the flesh was scarred underneath his fur. "Well, tagged, um- Like with a tag, a Mana trap. It's a type of piercing that fuses with your flesh and suppresses mana flow. So I uh..." He swept his hand across his ear. "Sliced it off and escaped." His ears wiggled slightly. "It hurt [i]a lot[/i] at first, but now it's fine. Makes it kind of hard to hear though- Like there's always a bunch of water in my ear or something, or ah- Um, that thing that climbers get on top of the mountain that I keep hearing about?" He snapped his finger next to his ear a couple times, and then rested both hands comfortably on the table. "It's not so bad though." He wiggled his nose slightly, and sniffed. Something about the room was starting to get stuff him up. "Nggya, I don't mind being a little deaf. What's worse is the [i]smell[/i] in here." He slowly put his booklet away and swayed his body around to take a look at the rest of the bar. "Humans have a really [i]pungent[/i] odor, their sweat is like [i]vinegar.[/i] He turned back to Lui and then realized something that he probably should have picked up earlier. She didn't smell like a human at all! 

	The sound of hoof beats and an abrupt [i]thump[/i] pulled his attention back towards the tavern's entrance. He snapped towards it quite quickly and let out a very quiet [i]mya[/i]. With the new guest, the tavern was slowly turning into a racial convention. Elves were more common than Myti, but an [i]Ipotane?[/i] He'd only seen [i]one[/i] outside of Sylsashia, and they'd been very rude to him. Dannisus still remembered the [i]smell[/i] they carried. It gave the newcomer away almost immediately, and reminded him of a very unpleasant conversation. 

	As he looked to see who it might've been though, he caught eye of that [i]mean[/i] woman from earlier, as she was descending the tavern staircase. Dannisus' face went pale and he immediately turned to address Aelih, huffing quietly with a small smiled. "What about you, Ayleh?.. Ah- Ehm, that wasn't right.." He looked away, towards the ground, and shook his hand gently. That troublesome accent of his was starting to show. "Ayli- Ah.. I can't quite pronounce that properly, ha- I'm sorry." Something about the room was starting to get under his skin. Slowly but surely, the tufts of fur, most notably around his ears, were starting to stand on end. He whipped his tail impatiently. There were a great deal of people in the tavern now. People with significant amounts of [i]mana[/i]. "I don't know much about elves!" Dannisus said quickly, trying to distract himself from his nerves, "Or you- Like, where you came from, and why you carry an enchanted spear around- You know, uh..." He took a deep breath, quietly, and looked past her at the Ipotane that entered the room. Thankfully he didn't recognize him. Dannisus looked back at Aelih and tilted his head. "...Stuff, heh."