Nartholan turned his head slightly to the rather obnoxious, drunk lady that had yelled something that was likely intended at him in his direction. He gave a small huff and ignored her. [i]Appearantly folks have no control over themselves around here[/i]... he caught the mention of the word 'Linia'. It seemed familliar... perhaps, something his master had once said? He leaned forward a little to listen while trying to appear interested in the admittedly interesting multicolored butterfly.