After a while, the half-orc decided her little peep show was over. The sexy blood elf rogue was oblivious to her presence as she watched her bathe and Malkanas doubted that anything more would come from it. She quietly slipped from the room, heading back to the inn's bar area to see if anyone new had appeared. She first noticed the rather attractive orcess who had taken up a seat at a nearby table. Had she always been there? If she had, how had she not noticed such a lovely specimen. She considered crossing over to her table when, at that precise moment, a blood elf entered the seedy inn. No offense to orcs, but Mal had always had sort of a thing for buxom blood elves and this one certainly had it in spades.<br/><br/>Smiling, the half-orc crossed across the room, her tight leather armor showing off her curves, her hips swaying back and forth as she walked. The only thing that hid her 'little' surprise between her legs was a well-placed orgrimmar tabard. "Hello, there," she said in greeting to the blood elf, "You look rather out of your element. My name's Malkanas, but most folks call me 'Mal'. Care for a drink?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>