Ale

The redness pushed down her neck, proving to be even more embarrassed by his comment. Clearing her throat again, she held one arm close to her side, and looked around for the Orc. The embarrassment eventually faded, and she turned to offer another note of flirtation. "I am sure we can think of something to do to pass the time." Her eyes looked up at him beneath her lashes, and she smirked playfully. "Like we could get some ale? I haven't had a drink in over a hundred years."

Looking around for a place of some kind, she let her gaze fall upon the creatures of Dalen. Turning her nose up at them, she moved closer to Artem as to escape their presence. "Are you going to finish telling me the story of your life?"