"Well I.. I'm.."<br/><br/>Rosy's cheeks coloured into a hue even more red than she had already been. The haughty bloodelf was making her uncomfortable with his talk of gold and primal urges. The young woman had been confronted with lewd talk before, but nothing from the sorts of him. He looked well-off, and far above her stature. Normally a man like him would not even have glanced towards her way, little posy Rosy dressed in nothing more than something unflattering nor cosy.<br/><br/>She needed to get this crate of her hands and quite possibly sooner than later. As the human shuffled around in her seat, she stretched her neck to try and get the attention of the goblin, but thought better of it before opening her mouth. Master Gridlocks brother wasn't one to help her in this situation and all she could do was fumble up the fabric between her fingers and hold on tight until the uncomfortable situation was over.<br/><br/>To make matter worse, the enormously hung bull that smelled of seedy cum and sweated fur had joined the conversation. Something that left the young woman no choice but to look up from her safe staring spot, since his swinging limb was in her peripheral vision if she continued to stare at her knees. Her small, lithe frame was nothing compared to the tall and muscled men now surrounding her. Her breathing became more noticable as she tried to calm her nerves, looking from the twinkling devious eyes of the bloodelf to the kind but brutish stare of the Tauren.<i>Oh light, save me from this situation</i>. She muttered to herself.<br/><br/>"P-please sir. Such a display is not necessary. I'd refuse regardless. I value my life more than anything, and losing the only worth I have to my master would be rather d-d-disastrous."<br/><br/>She stammered, as she looked towards the Tauren with pleading eyes. She had no idea, but her only hope was the knowledge that Tauren were regarded as levelheaded and the more honourable race of the Horde. Besides, he had already spent his seed. He wouldn't need to again, right?<br/><br/>"Id' rather just give these crates and take my leave b-b-before..."<br/><br/>She stopped and bit her lip.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>