From the loud thumping in her chest, Carissa was sure that her heart was going to burst as her oil-glistened form dropped down into the habitat where she knew the creature prowled.  Naked in the darkness and warmth of the murky swamp, she felt completely vulnerable and exposed as she crouched a few yards away from the safety of the wall.  Despite the warmth, she shivered, nervous goosebumps prickling on her skin.   The mud oozed and squelched between her toes, oddly pleasant, as she took a few hesitant steps forward.  She paused, looking about for the creature and then whirled violently about as she heard a sound behind her!  She  smiled with relief.  It was only Kriasa following behind.  She blushed, realizing she had almost fled in terror.   Calming herself, she waited for the other girl to catch up with her and smiled.  She looked almost as nervous as Carissa felt herself, if that was possible.  Hesitantly, she reached and grabbed the hand of the Night Elf, and gripped it... whether to reassure, or to be reassured herself she didn't know.  They made their way through the muck and joined Charlie at the mud pit, the three supple mud-and-oil-slicked wriggling women presenting as tempting a reward as any Amphros could wish...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>