((I'm gonna go ahead and add another post just for convenience sake. I don't think it'll disrupt anything too major))<br/><br/>Finishing off the last scraps of meat from a rather sumptuous leg of...tallstrider, perhaps, Quixl'mesh was practically in a food come by the time he sated his hunger, his appetite for food seemingly matched only by his appetite for fighting and fucking. And still even with how much he could eat, anyone would be damned to find even an ounce of fat anywhere on that lean, muscled, cut and hard as a diamond body of his. He stumbled around for a moment, his thick cock and heavy balls swinging to and fro with each clumsy step before he found the door to leave the caravan, stepping up the small flight of stairs to open the hatch and greet the world. Pushing open the hatch, he breathed a heavy sigh of relief upon seeing and feeling the morning sun upon his nude body, taking in the sticky humid jungle air with more enjoyment than one usually would. After weeks of Duskwood and its endless fog and clammy damp air and forests, a hot and sticky jungle with endless sunshine was a welcome reprieve.<br/><br/>Quixl'mesh stood in the open doorway of the carriage, stretching himself out languidly and letting anyone within view get a nice good look of his not giving one damned care attitude concerning modesty. He stepped down onto the jungle floor to notice that there wasn't actually that much of a jungle around him for several yards in any direction. Everything looked to be shredded and torn down to make way for...something. And the very ground beneath him had nice smooth walkways much to the giant Draeneis confusion at first, gone was most of the soil and dirt. Good riddance anyway. Even with nearly everything cleared, there was still one very noticeable tree still present. It was huge. Not something like the world tree the night elves lived upon, but still pretty god damned gigantic. It seemed to almost exude an aura of defiance, standing solitary among a patchwork of explosions and destroyed instruments of goblin origin. Quixl'mesh decided that, in his own quirky way, he liked the tree. Still on a bit of a high from both a binge eating festivity minutes before as well as a night of intense fucking with a certain warlock whose name eluded him at the moment, Quixl'mesh tranquilly walked towards the tree in a rather care free way, wanting to get a better look at it, seemingly not even noticing the madam and Draenei girl nearby.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>