Takua
The woman, apparently called Peony, whom Takua had been watching was sitting by a dwarf and looking extraordinarily bored. Takua took another swig of her ale. She knew dwarves were as reknowned for their conversation skills as orcs were for their kindness.
In a rare show of pity, Takua managed to catch the woman's eye and beckon her over. The woman gave a perplexed blink, then rose and walked over to sit beside Takua.
"You seemed bored," Takua commented with a wry smile. "And personally, I don't blame you. I thought you could use some real conversation." Her usually somber features brightened momentarily. "I am called Takua. What of yourself?"
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