<i>Look away,</i>she thought. Celestine turned her head and observed others in the bar. She acted casual, as if ignoring the orc like all those lowly people she was used to look down upon while wandering the streets of her home city. Searching for something comfortable to look at, Celestine realized this place was nothing like Stormwind at all. The only thing she could look down upon here were the goblins, and even they were probably laughing at her behind her back.<br/><br/><i>Alright, stand up, Cel.</i>She took a deep breath, relaxed a little, put her hands on the table to help herself up, gave one last glance at the orc — and felt goosebumps on her legs. They had begun to shake, almost unnoticably, and wouldn't move.<br/><br/>The drink arrived. Celestine thought it looked like piss, but at least it smelled strong.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>