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Eryda accepted her drink as graciously as a dwarf would - with a cheerful grunt. After taking a swig, she replied Ameiko. I like to think of it as advertising my expertise. I am, after all, now relieved of duty at Red Dog's. Maybe I might try- She pauses to drink from the mug again as Ameiko welcomes a new patron. Try my luck at Savahs'. Or would you hire me, Amy? *chortles*
A sudden indrocuction in Dwarven startled Eryda slightly, causing her to hiccup. An Elf speaking rather halting or fluent Dwarven standing next to her table. She raised an eyebrow and spread her hand out toward him, as though offering a seat. Tis not the day for hallucinations. I have only my first mug and already I do be hearing Dwarven from an Elf. Tell me that he do be real, Amy. Sit, sit! The bar do be for everyone, tis not any table of mine!