A tall, fair-haired Sin'dorei male sauntered through the entrance of the inn, sharing a high-five with one of the trollish guards as he did.  "Enjoy, Sev, my mon!"  He was clad in an outfit sporting the colors of Silvermoon City, though while the cloth was rich and intricately tailored, a noticeable bit of wear-and-tear was present along the fabric.  A hand lifted to the scarlet-tinted shades that covered his eyes, adjusting them as he gazed around the inn with a knowing smirk gracing his lips.<br/><br/>Sevion made his way over to the bar, his lithe form easily shuffling through whatever crowds may be present.  A brow lofted as he noted the elven woman brandishing her underthings, a look of realization forming in his features as he followed her gaze to the ongoing threesome.  He chuckled softly before slamming a palm against the counter of the bar.  "Fergus!" he called.  "The usual."  The dwarf tender nodded in acknowledgment, sloppily pouring the elf a mug of foaming mead before moving back to ogle at the threesome himself.  He rolled his eyes, taking a healthy swig from the mug.  "Who hasn't seen an orc and goblin team a draenei before?" he quipped, sliding away from the bar.<br/><br/>His eyes fell onto the red-headed elf seated by herself, or rather, the noticeable size of her bust.  He stepped toward her, idly pulling at a chain of anal beads of a passing waitress as he did so. The waitress squeaked, nearly dropping her tray of drinks as two of the beads were tugged from her puckered hole.  Sevion's attention was trained on the elf, however, and he boldly moved to sit at her table, plopping down on a chair opposite her.  "Evening, love. New here, I'm guessing?  I can tell 'cause you seem to be looking for someone.  Regulars tend not to look here.  They just grab what's nearest."  He smiled, lifting his mug toward her before downing a good amount of the mead.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>