Katelynn might well notice that Thuren's eyes do indeed focus upon her chest as she moves, but only for a second. He's obviously trying not to be too forward.<span style="color: DarkRed"><i>"I'd drink to that. Life's for living, and I for one intend to live until I die, not waste time toiling in a field somewhere."</i></span>He says, raising the bottle of wine once more in a toast. Thuren shifts slightly in his seat, planting an elbow upon the top of the bar and leaning upon his arm as he speaks.<span style="color: DarkRed"><i>"As for stories, I'd have to say the grandest, most amazing thing I've seen has to be the Maelstrom. I was sailing to Kalimdor when I passed by it, and I can't honestly say whether or I was fascinated or terrified. Maybe both. The sea was calm that day, white clouds in the blue sky, as peaceful as you can possibly imagine, until I looked down at the waves and saw how fast we were going, picking up speed from the currents around the Maelstrom. Then the silence simply broke, and a roar like a thousand waterfalls filled the air, so loud you could barely hear it at all. As we got closer and closer the sea started to foam, the currents growing so strong you could see them, like roads in the water, until we were right there at the edge. Couldn't have been less than a good three hundred feet away, but even from that distance I couldn't see the whole thing, just a massive vortex descending into the sea, dragging everything around it away to who knows where."</i></span>He grins at the memory of it, taking another swig of wine before setting the bottle aside.<span style="color: DarkRed"><i>"That was when a huge, emerald green tail whipped out of the sea and grabbed the mast, and I saw, under the wave and the ocean, the biggest sea serpent I've ever heard of, trying to wrap around the ship and pull itself out of the Maelstrom's grasp. I can't give a good description of the fight, because it happened so fast I can't remember much but hacking at the creature's scaly hide, but in the end we managed to avoid being dragged into the whirlpool, and the last I saw of the serpent was a flash of green scales as it was dragged away. It was only after the fact that I realized that the serpent had been caught by the vortex but not the ship, and that we couldn't have been more than ten, twenty feet from being dragged under by the currents the whole time. Who knows? Maybe there's a city of gold down there, and I missed out on a grand adventure."</i></span><br/><br/>As he speaks, Thuren's eyes once more turn to Katelynn, this time to her leather-clad legs and well rounded thighs. He does like the looks of her, no shrinking violet but still obviously feminine. And better yet, she seems to be interested in him, or maybe that's just wishful thinking on his part.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>