Eladir walked past all the naked, dancing women, he  dragged his hood further down over his face, hiding his blush caused by the close dancing of the naked females. He sighed, and finally got to a empty table. He placed himself, and looked down onto the table, until he was disturbed by a waitress. He ordered a glass of water, nothing more. He sipped the water, poured into a mug for him. He leaned onto his chair, looking around again while still hiding his face. The women around kept dancing for every new customer who entered, they rubbed their bodies against them, and moaned out playfully. They giggled, and there was even a couple of them making out in the corner, which caught a lot of the male attention. Such primitivity was the first thought that stroke Eladir.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>