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The man noticed her eyes moving about the tavern and, his hand sliding along his hip to withdraw his bag once again, he pushed back the cloth of his robes just slightly further, the massive head of a Great Axe hanging downward at his back becoming visible for just a moment. He continued to stare forward for the half second that he did this, betraying nothing of his intention, and pulled the bag onto the table, his robes consuming him once again. His heavily wrapped hands cupped the small pile and slid it along the bar to its edge, the pieces falling into the dark interior of the brown cloth bag.
"I don't think I'm particularly into the purchase of individuals, not even the services of beautiful women," he said, shifting his head slightly to her so that he exposed his brown eyes out of the shadow of the cowl. He secured the bag as he did this, hanging at his side, before taking the glass in his hand. "As for the ladies at that table, it's been a long time, you see, since I saw any." His hand gripped the glass, enveloping it in his large hand. "A sight for sore eyes, I suppose you could say. It's been a long time since I had anything like this, either," he joked, a small smile cracking his dried lips as he brought the rim of the glass to his mouth, the liquid contents seeping into his throat. His smile grew as he finished off the drink, lowering it once more to the bar with a contented sigh. "Excellent, I must say."
"I don't think I'm particularly into the purchase of individuals, not even the services of beautiful women," he said, shifting his head slightly to her so that he exposed his brown eyes out of the shadow of the cowl. He secured the bag as he did this, hanging at his side, before taking the glass in his hand. "As for the ladies at that table, it's been a long time, you see, since I saw any." His hand gripped the glass, enveloping it in his large hand. "A sight for sore eyes, I suppose you could say. It's been a long time since I had anything like this, either," he joked, a small smile cracking his dried lips as he brought the rim of the glass to his mouth, the liquid contents seeping into his throat. His smile grew as he finished off the drink, lowering it once more to the bar with a contented sigh. "Excellent, I must say."
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