Kaze had watched the green-skinned woman drain her cup quickly. He never really understood alcohol, most of the time it tasted like crappy bread. It also didn't seem to work too well on him, probably the slow metabolism of being a reptilian being. A mental shrug and he was back to listening to her talk. Had to be a bard thing, lots of talk not much movement. [color=gray]"I need to grab something. I'll meet you outside."[/color] He rumbled to her before she left the tavern.

He went to the storage closet of the place and tugged open the door. Within was the enormous cleaver he called a sword. He grabbed the grip and slung it over his shoulder before leaving the building. His exit was met with haunting music, okay the bard could certainly play. She was talking to a male with a strange head ornament, and a shadowy elven woman. A third person approached, another male, who was probably this Dion fellow Guritag had spoke of earlier.

It seemed that the group was getting bigger judging by the conversation. Although the orcish woman seemed against wandering about at night. [color=gray]"Can't see in the dark?"[/color] He questioned as he casually strode up to stand next to the other tall being. He gave the other three bystanders a lazy once over now that he was closer. It didn't look like they had much in the way of melee, and the only one who seemed even really armed was the elven woman.