There was a strange aftertaste to the whiskey, Wikyr noted as she watched the taverns patrons at their salacious play.  It had an earthy flavor that seemed to get better the more she drank. Still mid-gulp, the druid realized that she had caught the attention of a particularly boisterous couple.  Her luminous amber eyes widened just a bit in surprise when she saw the Sin'dorei slinking in her direction. The blush that had once only darkened her cheeks had spread to the tips of her ears, which had drooped slightly with her trepidation. Wickyr left the whiskey forgotten on the bar, her dark tongue slipped out to lick the remnants of her drink from her lips as she contemplated the proper protocol of cross-faction relations.<br/><br/>While she had long been trained in Orcish, her mind was a jumbled mess as her gaze fell to the Tauren's rigid member, watching intently as he approached the blood elf from behind. As a druid, Wikyr was no stranger to the Tauren, and despite often coming to battle against them, she certainly didn't hold any ill will for their kind. The Sin'dorei was another issue; however she had nothing personal against this particular blood elf. In fact, the more she listened, the more she liked the little minx.<br/><br/>Careful not to bump the elf girl as she turned to fully face the couple, Wikyr perched herself on her bar stool with knees spread open. She had dressed lightly in anticipation of how she might be spending the evening. The druid wore only a pair of thin linen pants that were tied loosely at her hips. Around her chest she had wrapped a long piece of cloth that only worked at concealing her perky breasts.  She couldn't quite get her tongue to work, instead only taking a moment to swallow a lump in her throat.<span style="color: #9999ff">"Let me..watch, for a while."</span>Wikyr feared her Kal'dorei accent had butchered her attempt at communicating to her momentary friends, but decided it was time to relax and enjoy the show. Or was that the whiskey starting to work? It didn't matter anymore, she decided as she propped one elbow on the bar at her side while her free hand lightly rubbed at the growing warmth between her legs.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>