((I wouldn't mind wanting to join in on this))<br/><br/>Name: Ruhzelil<br/>Race: Draenei<br/>Age: 150,000+<br/>Gender: Female<br/><br/>Ruhzelil sighed as she walked through the alleyways of the mage quarters. It was her new favorite place to walk about in Stormwind, given it's untimley disaster with Deathwing and the destruction of the park. She had heard of Olivia's Pond, but it was so far out of the way, that the young shaman had never thought about going to visit. Maybe there would be a time to go and visit it soon.<br/><br/>The Draenei looked to have had far more curves than the average woman of her kind had...with a trim waist that supported a tone stomach, more than fairly ample breasts, a very plump ass, and juicy thighs. All this was even able to seen inside the slightly tight robe she wore...marking her standing as a shaman. From the Earthen Ring. She had raven black hair that was set into a tail behind her but was puffed in the bangs, making a natural curtain for her azure eyes to hide behind. And she didn't look like she wore make-up on her angelic blue face.<br/><br/>She had the other more noticeable Draenei features...perfectly manicured horns that curved straight up...that natural arch in her back that pushed her bodily digits outward...carefully shoed hooves...the four sensitive face tendrils...and finally, a slightly longer but thicker tail.<br/><br/>She continued to walk around until she heard some questionable sounds from a rooftop. She stopped as she tried to figure out the sounds...but wasn't able to. Thanks to her hooves, it was impossible for her to try and get onto the rooftop, so whatever was up there wad eluded from her sight. With much consideration, she decided to call out,"Hey! Vhat iz goink on up zhere!?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>