Kelav sat and waited until the Goblin returned, bring his two mugs of mead.<br/><br/>"Here ya go hun!"<br/><br/>The Worgen took both mugs and gave her a nod. "Thanks."<br/><br/>As soon as she departed, the cursed Gilneas rogue took a large gulp of his beverage. His maw soaked of the sweet fluids, he opened his mouth wide and his long tongue swirled along his leathery lips and picked up the remains. He delighted the taste and smacked his lips a couple of times before his eyes scanned the area again. He widened his eyes at some of the unusual pairings that engaged in sexual intercourse. He took another sip, a little more delicately than before as he watched, wondering what will happen next for him. He kicked back in his seat, getting more relaxed after a long travel from Stormwind.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>