With her prize clamped firmly in her jaws, Torc looked up at Skrall with her smoldering amber eyes and let out a gentle roll of earthly tinged smoke from her ember glowing nostrils. It was a non-threatening gesture, but it certainly was an invitation for Skrall to retract his reach.
Hoke couldn't help but chuckle.
"A pet she is not," Hoke said as he examined his reptilian companion, "And I do hope to see Vipera someday. I would hope they would accept each other as kin."
Hoke quickly looked around the group.
"I have a group in mind, but it's not my decision to make. I myself may not be chosen to enter the fields, which would be a sad thing indeed. Care for a refill?" Hoke asked the ogre as he waved to the barkeep.