Ophedia seemed to enjoy herself rather well in the quickly filled tavern. The music was turned up in volume, increasing the chattering voices of men and women alike. The whole bar was bustling full of activity and the red-skinned beauty looked around with a enormous grin on her face as she tried to decide what to do. She eyed the troll in the far corner of the room, licking her lips ever so lustfully as she could see his bulge twitching and throbbing underneath the loincloth draped over the exotic man's legs. Her netherlips glistened of joy and desire, wishing that she could just fall on her knees and feel the hot warmth of the trolls throbbing hard dock disappear between her thighs. Shaking her head to get herself to stop daydreaming, she picked up another round of mugs of ale and served some of the men that had come with the panda.<br/><br/>She could feel the hot breath of her master trickle down her neck, as Walter used his magic to whisper softly in her ears from a sheer distance in the inn. She could see him leaning over the bar, talking to the rather poor, tattered and shabby looking SinDorei. A smile played on her lips as she watched the foul-mouthed woman being looked upon by her warlock. She imagined Walter trying to decide what blood coursed her veins, as no bloodelf with a little pride left, would ever walk into a bar with hair as dark as the ash of burned trees and a skin so flawed that the moon would not want to shine upon it. Ophedia looked at her arms and licked rather seductively a fleck of dust from her wrist before she finally listened to what her master had to say.<br/><br/>''Why don't you loosen our young girl a little up? The tension in the bar is rising, and I do not want anyone to be<i>unwilling</i>by the end of the night, my love.''<br/><br/>Ophedia grinned and winked back at the aged warlock before she saw him lean over once more and answer the woman.<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>''Well off course my'lady. And I've seen worse being dragged into this bar, you are not by far the strangest traveller. However I must ask what you are trying to carry along with you, it does not seem to be a rather bright idea to carry your wares with you everywhere. You could always ask a willing mage to enchant a bag for you, giving you infinite space and no gravity pull of the sack.<br/><br/>As for the fucking sideways part, I do not think you need to worry about finding a willing victim for a task like that in a bar like this.. haha''<br/><br/>--------<br/><br/>In the meantime Ana still looked extremely offended of the words the worgen had made until Ophedia came once again towards their table. She could feel the heat radiating of the red bare skin of her loving friend before she realized to her own horror that it was turning her on in the strangest ways possible. Ophedia stroked gently with her long tail over Ana's lap, rubbing the pointed tip underneath the hem of her robes in search of the ruffled rim of her panties. Ana's hands shot quickly down to her lap, trying to catch the prodding tail before she went to far, but yet another wave of pure lust and desire surged through her veins, making the young priest nearly unable to think straight in the crowded bar.<br/><br/>Instead she loosened up her robes all the way to her belly button, showing off a dazzling view of a deep cleavage with two firm looking round breasts jiggling with each move the woman made. She knew full well the succubus had put a spell on her, and she tried to fight it, however who in the world wants to fight off an extremely good feeling?<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>