Liora
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[b]"No need to be so stiff, Aurelian." [/b]She replied with a laugh. [b]"We're all friends here, aren't we? Might as well let loose a little."[/b] Or perhaps rather, if she was going to be doing something she found incredibly grating and unfun, she was going to make her own fun with it. The rest of the Envoy's certainly didn't seem like they'd be easy to have a good time with anyways. Paladin? Pfft, he'd probably try and make her become a nun or something. The dragonborn seemed just as fun in all honesty. Shame. [b]"No worries friend. Pull up a chair. Don't worry, I only bite if you ask."[/b] She'd say towards Arthur, the last apparent Envoy to arrive back in her seat, propping her own boots up on the table as she'd take a long swig of a drink.

He didn't seem particularly entertaining in the bedroom...but perhaps she could get some fun martial practice with all of them? Hm, she didn't really care for such things but there was always that annoying nagging feeling in the back of her head...at least that Envoy of Reemis seemed like they might provide a bit of entertainment for her.

[b]"And if you want more of a spectacle, I could definitely give you one if I get drunk enough."[/b] She flashed a smile to Rean. It was about this time the Tavern owner approached. It was a good thing she had distracted everyone with some drink. By the time all of them showed up the atmosphere had already started to turn a bit sour. Needing work, huh? Well, not her favorite sort of work. She could think of much better ways to get some morale up, if that's what they were worried about. Leave all the complicated stuff to other more qualified people.

Though, she supposed she was one of the other, more qualified people.

Tsk, maybe she could find someone that could entertain her...

[b]"If our purpose is to kill me with boredom, then sure."[/b] Liora said with a sigh. [b]"This isn't exactly my area of expertise you know. I'm much more suited towards you know, affairs of the bedroom and parties despite what Vyandar here seems to expect."[/b] She'd pull her feet off the table, leaning towards the others instead now as she'd rest her arms on its surface. [b]"...unless the culprit is someone I can out-drink, heh. Might not be too terrible then."[/b] Getting on the Marshall's goodside was a good thing to have too...being able to pull some strings in case she got carried away would definitely help her...and them. The rest of them, too.

[b]"I'm fine with it. When do we wanna head out? I might need to restock on the good stuff before we go..."[/b]