"Yeah, that's right. Taas is fine. Easy to read on your lips, too." Taas makes a gesture to his ear - he wasn't sure how obvious his deafness had been during their mission to save Zevran, as his lip reading was great and most of what he did was stand around or fight.

Her praise of his fighting sets as a weird mix of pride and shame in his stomach, and the warrior takes a sip of his ale to loosen that up a bit. "It's common for big guys to have big weapons. I was trained with one since I was a boy," he starts, brushing some loose brown hair behind one horn. "Makes me feel like I can take more a of a beating and protect people that way."