The four picked an empty table next to some dwarves and waited for a serving maid to come their way. An elf, they could tell she was by the pointy ears, and the silver hair came their way and gave them a menu.
"Miss elf…," Lucius said. The elf sent him a glare.
"I am only half-elf. Everyone here is half something, apart from the four of you. You seem like full humans, which is strange. Garry doesn't let anything full through the door," the elf said.
Lucius took a closer look at her. She was shorter than the average elf, now that he looked. And her eyes were a blazing orange color.
"If it is not rude, Miss, what are your races?" Lucius asked. For such a community to be in a swamp in the middle of nowhere was strange.
