Name: Fandos<br/>Age 13.334 years<br/>Race and Gender: Night elf male<br/>Class: Feral druid<br/><br/>and<br/><br/>Name: Illthania<br/>Age: 13.334<br/>Race and Gender: Night elf female<br/>Class: Warrior Sentinel<br/><br/>Fandos appeared from the keep in Stormwind. His dressing was very light. He wore nothing but a kilt, sandals and a pair of gloves. On his back he had a big mace, bound to his back with thick rope. He looked up at the sky, it was certainly quite the weather around in the human lands. He looked over the water, walking closer and faced down into the silent blue, seeing his reflection in the water. He didn't look old, he looked like a man in his prime, his best years. Smooth facial features, long purple hair, with branches in it and no beard. His body was musculare, and his shoulders broad, as many other men of his own kin.He started to walk the streets. Young human females pointed at him, giggling at his appearance. Though he seem to walk unnoticed by the attention, attempted to be given to him. He looked around, finding the appearant festival of lusty men and women, and he walked directly into it. He found a place to sit, observating the human culture in its own. At the table there were two other human females, they immediately turned their attention to the tall night elf male who have placed himself, close to them. They giggled and walked up infront of him, two chubby women, slightly curved too, smiled down at Fandos. He returned the looks and smile.<br/><br/>"Hello big guy. Want some company? We've been bored for quite long"<br/><br/>Fandom just held up a hand, shaking his head "No thank you, I'll be okay"<br/><br/>The two girls then sat down, both of them placing their hands at his chest, rubbing it and started to whisper in a more seducing tone "We promise you, it'll worth it."<br/><br/>Fandos opened his lips again, but as he was about to say anything, he was immediately interrupted by a female voice "You two, get away, he said no once!"<br/><br/>A night elf female appeared. She wasn't any better dressed than her male counterpart, very lightly. Her asscheeks were clear to see, and her her boobs and cleaveage was easy to spot behind her plated torso wearing. The two females rose up, grunted in anger at the night elf who suddenly appeared. Offended, they went away and dissapeared from the festival. The female placed herself beside the elven man, she was gorgeous. Her body was muscled, her boobs were big, and looked firm as they just stood there, like were they balloons pressed behind a bra. Her bum looked just as firm, and her skin was smooth, no sign of a wrinkle at any place of her appearance. Her hair was purple, just like the night elf she placed herself beside. They smiles at each other, nodding once<br/><br/>"Ish'nu'alah brother. I see this festival isn't pleasing you that much" she smiled, watching the various of women and men chatting "I would have taken that chance. These humans are... delicate... so young, so beautiful, especially the females" she laughed out. Fandos shook his head at her statement<br/><br/>"That is you, my sister. Yet my ways are more clean than that, and so you know" he looks upon his sister, throwing a kind smile in her way.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>