((Introducing Bordrim Stonefoot! I'll post the name of my character before their post from now on, to avoid confusion))<br/><br/><b>Bordrim</b><br/><br/>The door to the tavern remained close for a brief moment before it slid open again.  A heavyset dwarf stomped his way in,and with one quick shove slammed the door shut - it was clear he was devoid of the same subtlety the goblin had earlier employed. Any ideas cast on the dwarf would find he looked as rough as he acted - a broad-shouldered, stocky figure with a thick brown beard, flexing his bronzed, muscular arms in a white sleeveless vest, and sporting a pair of leather shorts that showed off his thick knees, though that was soon covered up by the leather boots he wore. This stout dwarven man took one look around the tavern and chuckled heartily, giving a low whistle while he strode forward, admiring the 'sights' of the tavern that he'd come to see, and hopefully involve himself in.<br/><br/>"Ay, tis a busy night, eh... hm?"<br/><br/>He quickly zoned in on the lone goblin girl who wore leather so tight she might as well have had it for skin, teasing the shape of something truly marvelous underneath, something that Bordrim was more than eager to lay his thick hands on. He strode quickly over to the goblin girl, leaning next to her chair as he wrapped a thick, powerful arm over her shoulders, flashing as charming a smile as he could imagine to her. "Well, aren't ye a sight fer sore eyes! What's yer name, lassie?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>