Bliss had her mug of ale still pressed against her lips when she eyed the lustrous woman standing by their table. She kept her silence as the actions unfolded before her, the lustful stares of the troll and the intoxicating scent of the woman made Clarissa smile of how powerful the elf's ways were in the art of seduction. She almost sighed at the sheer beauty the woman displayed, however gorgeous and on display Elle might seem, Bliss wrinkled her nose and took one more sip to get her head back together.<br/><br/>''I'd suppose I'm here for the same reason, Elle. Though I'm not sure what you could contribute to an expedition party outside of a brothel? Pardon me, for my choice of words but you don't seem that prepared against enemies wearing that kind of uniform? Nevertheless, take a seat and await for whomever is going to enlighten us about the flyers.''<br/><br/>Bliss looked from the lithe form of the elf, her eyes had been resting on her bare hips and going back to her face when she finished her sentence, over to the troll, who had been doing quite the same googling as she did. Bliss could not help her curiosity however, and let her gaze drop to the troll's lap, only to be rewarded with the slight twitching of an obvious growing member underneath that small loincloth. Great, she thought to herself, if the elf actually made the party she would probably earn more money then the contract would promise her, by the looks of it. The look upon her face was too easy to read for anyone who would see it, bearing a condemned wry smile upon her lips before she looked back to the oversized pandabear once more.<br/><br/>''Mou-Chang strongbow... I've had the pleasure once to drink with a very spirited Orc, he had me drunk in no time. And stole one of my inventions, only to be blown up by it later.''<br/><br/>Bliss chuckled to herself and took another sip to see the look in the pandarens face.<br/><br/>''Don't worry, I saved his ass as soon as I heard the explosion, he even apologised to me after I've tended to his wounds. To say you've heard the word sorry, coming from an orc is quite the anecdote to tell. I do think he was more sorry for being an ass about the trinket, then anything else though.. Hmmm he did make a good breakfast for a savage..''<br/><br/>Bliss returned to her dreamy gaze once more, her eyes glazed and weary as she thought back to the last murmured sentence. It took her a few seconds to shake her head and keep her thoughts to the table, looking around if anyone was talking to her again.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>