A half-breeds pride (open)

[Bastion Merreow]

*bastion stopped at the doors of the bar & grill. his 7'1 frame bending low as he entered.he had no weapons on him just his brute strength.as he walked in humans and other creatures where turning around to stare at him oddly as if they had never seen a blue maned,red-eyed cizerack befor.he looked around until he found himself a table toward the middle of the room.as he started toward it he watched the movments of others as they gave him hostile looks.when he reached the table he pulled out a chair and sat down flipping his waist length braid over his shoulder.*

[Azhure Darkstone]

::The table behind him sat Azhure. She had noticed him, though had not gaped but curiousness was in her mind. She sipped her drink and looked at the back of his head, a general friendliness about her as she asked the question most here wanted to ask. Straight to the point she did not beat around the bush::

Forgive my rudeness, but what race are you?