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<blockquote class="quoteContainer"><div class="quote">Ruhzelil sighed in disappointment, she had thought she would get some customers here, what with all of the hubbub that was going around with this job. But it seems that was all they were worried about, not a thing about what she could do for them. Oh well, that was their loss, there was still plenty around that would do anything to get to her...or, at least she hoped.<br/>
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That was one thing the Draenei was not use to, having to hope that some man or woman would come onto her. The whore just stared down at the counter, contemplating, her large breasts resting on it a she thought. The barkeep had to force his eyes off of them as he gave her her third wine glass for the night. She wasn't in the spirit of drinking when she was having a slow night.<br/>
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Sure, she was able to flirt, tease some people, get some fun...but she didn't get any fun for the past week. Yeah, they were all focused on the job too much...she even wore one of the best dresses she ever had.<br/>
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It was a very expensive dress, a black emberweave dress...a pure black, thin cloth that left her arms and shoulders exposed, showing against her light blue skin that she wasn't wearing a bra. Though, she could be wearing a corset, not that she needed it! The dress covered her body from the front of her breasts, leaving her cleavage expose, to the just barely over her thighs, not even reaching halfway.<br/>
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The fabric clung to her meaty, delightful curves for all to see...that was the point. She wore sheer stockings that clung to her legs and thighs all the way to under the skirt of her dress, smoothing out her legs more and making them look more appealing. She is also wearing a pair of hoof-shoes made from special crystals to protect her finely cared for hooves.<br/>
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She brushed her raven hair to the side, no longer caring what was going on around her...maybe she should go on some adventure again, into the world...it was better than staying in a bar where no one was 'biting' parse. The Draenei sighed again, registering the wine glass and drank from it.</div><div class="quoteExpand quoteCut">Click to expand...</div></blockquote>
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</div>"Well den.  Looks like you have it settled.  I be doin'  a bit of rest and relaxation.  Don't need much, should find everytin' I need out in the jungles, mon."  In truth, after being around so many pretty women, he wanted to sate his own lusts, and to a lesser extent, the Loa he was bonded to.  His friend wasn't starved for it, but still, Shu'tat always wanted to keep the spirit that gave him his powers happy and content.  Giving a slight wave, he exited the room, and went down stairs.  He had seen a very enticing sight earlier.<br/><br/>The busty female draenei had caught his attention earlier.  While he initially assumed she had been a mercenary like the others, when she hadn't followed, he had learned a bit differently. Sitting down next to her, he enjoyed her rather generous curves rather openly.  "Hey, 'dere.  You be lookin' lonely, so Shu'tat thought you might like a drinkin' buddy."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>