The night elf woman who silent slipped in and moved with but a whisper of her boots, smelled of wildflowers. She was draped in a fine white blouse with wide sleeves, a style that was favored among sea faring women, that her ample breast filled nicely.<br/><br/>Her tight pants not only were tucked into polished black buccaneer boots, but also showed off more curves than most night elves. Not chubby, but sensually voluptuous. Full hips, well rounded butt caused the looked the pants to look as if they where painted on.<br/><br/>Her slender waist was wrapped in a purple silk sash, behind which a finely crafted dagger could be seen. The whole of her a breathtaking hourglass.<br/><br/>Another defining feature was she was shorter than most other night elves, she was only a few inches taller than  most human males.<br/><br/>She wore a dark cloak, though her moon glow sliver eyes glowed with a soft, moonlight white luminosity that lit up a feminine face of soft curves and strong lines with a determined chin line, making her face seem less angled then other night elves.<br/><br/>She cast her eyes about take in the bar as she moved to a corner seat. Her delicate nose wrinkly with distaste, though it was feigned distaste.<br/><br/>As she took a corner seat she tossed a gold pouch onto the table before her, showing herself wise to the ways of the goblins, knowing that the coins would draw interest without her having to draw attention. It said she simply expected service.<br/><br/>There were things that betrayed her, that to a well trained eye screamed she wasn't what she seemed. The finely manicured fingers didnt nervously twitch upon her knee, but the movement was more from boredom. Her relaxed posture as she lounged in her chair as really tense and spoke of caution and discomfort. Like a caged animal.<br/><br/>The silver chains that laced their way almost to the tips of her ears, hung from fresh piercings and her smooth lilac skin and groomed nail still had signs of dirt that was not fully washed away.<br/><br/>Still she watched the bar as she awaited someone. Was it a waitress or someone else?<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>