The large orc stepped through the doorway and took a deep breath. His body was muscular from years of hard training, and he was covered with scars, though most seemed to be on his knuckles. That had come from his trainer in the monk way. He had short cropped black hair and stubble on his chin. His tusks werent as prominent, but like every orc they were still there. The air of this particular tavern always made his blood run hot in many ways, thinking about just how hot and heavy it could get in here, and nobody really cared what faction you were from. He frequently made trips here to deliver new brew that he himself had made, and it always paid off in more ways then one. Seeing a woman serving two half elves made his pants get tight as he already became aroused. He didnt know what it was, but the voluptuous body of women always got to him. Seeing a Pandaren seated nearby he took a seat and thumped the sizable keg on the table. "Greetings noble Pandaren, how about some brew while we enjoy the show?" He spoke in fluent Pandaren but then switched back to common. "I made it myself and it'll make this show all the much more enjoyable." He set out a couple mugs and poured himself some, but left the rest alone in case the man took him up on the offer. He rubbed his pants were a sizable arousal was growing and watched the woman being double pounded.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>