((I hope if you don't mind if I come in!))<br/><br/>Saerisen sighed as she walked around the streets in Dalaran on the hunt for something special. The Draenei tried and failed to coerce the tavern owner in the Underbelly to take her in as the tavern's "consort". Oh well, that left her without a hot spot for her work.<br/><br/><i>Oh well...There is just no place for a whore to make an honest living...It's so sad.</i><br/><br/>Luckily for her...she had heard from rumors about a party. And she so did love parties. And it didn't take long for the lewd Draenei to...question, the man she had heard the rumors from. And few other men, and sometimes women, had an extra -costly- treat for the death knight Draenei to find some clothing that was of use to her. And the clothing was very fitting for the harlot.<br/><br/>All she had was a pair of skimpy underwear that did little to hide her dignity and a short dress that stopped halfway down her thighs and showed a nice piece of cleavage. The large breasts raging to break out the flimsy cloth, along with her equally large rear end. Her glowing blue eyes gazed at the building of the surface tavern where the party was suppose to be and grinned to herself, she wondered how this would turn out?<br/><br/>And, as she knew would happen, upon entry...a thousand eyes were upon her. Expected as much...and hopefully even more would come along...She would so love to arouse a person and then crush their hopes with a price. But this place was suppose to be filled with "up-stately" folk...so maybe she might get lucky.<br/><br/><i>Hopefully.</i><br/><br/>She gazed around and found no familiar faces. Though one stuck out...a Night Elf female. She could of sworn she saw her from somewhere, but was unable to tell. She was too far away to see her. But, she didn't pay her much mind, seeing that she was preoccupied with another Night Elf female. And the other Elf she was speaking to seemed to be quite the catch. She was a bit envious.<br/><br/>She giggled as she rubbed her chin, thinking on what to do. So many people to try...so much money to collect...so little time.<br/><br/><i>So...much...fun...</i><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>