Lorim smirked at the exchange between the Draenei at Avints, considerin the couple's proposal to join them for a, quite literal, roll in the hay "I would like that," she hummed just as the barmaid arrived and left a bottle of Dwarven firewater "But I think that me room upstairs might be more comfortable.". Slowly the Dwarven lass got up and slowly made her way through the tavern and to the stairs, her mail armor clinking with each step. "C'mon!" she bellowed as she gestured for the Human and Draenei to follow her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>