"Ugh. Don't tempt me- there is so much dust and sand here. Not as bad as Thanalan, but Twelve. Look at my poor fur!" Felih protests, gesturing to his ridiculously fluffy long tail, whose normally vibrant, shiny red and gold coat is dulled by dust.
"I might just dive in for a nap at this rate," he mumbles, before finally catching the bartender's attention and just getting the biggest tankard they have.... filled with wine. When the bartender gives him a look, Felih simply stares him down, takes the tankard, and drinks it in one go without breaking eye contact.
He's stubborn.
Still, once that minor assertion of dominance is taken care of, he looks back at her. "I haven't tried the Buuz yet, which... surprises me. I should probably take the opportunity at some point to try it."
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"I might just dive in for a nap at this rate," he mumbles, before finally catching the bartender's attention and just getting the biggest tankard they have.... filled with wine. When the bartender gives him a look, Felih simply stares him down, takes the tankard, and drinks it in one go without breaking eye contact.
He's stubborn.
Still, once that minor assertion of dominance is taken care of, he looks back at her. "I haven't tried the Buuz yet, which... surprises me. I should probably take the opportunity at some point to try it."