Teryus continued to grumble about strange pandaren women, and what he had to do just to get some time to himself as he crested the hill. Once there, only slightly winded from the steep ascent, he took a moment to enjoy the view from his new vantage point. It was rather quite the sight, really. But soon, he turned again to the task of locating his observer. Deciding against prowling through the woods - his first instinct, despite no hint of ill will, so far - he continued on his way, glancing at the beach to gauge where he was in relation to his previous spot.<br/>He kept his eyes peeled, ears perked for any sound that might give away danger or the presence of someone hiding. Nothing and no one he spotted, until he reached the top of the hill.<br/>Blinking, the Gilnean paused as he finally noticed the elven woman crouched on the grass atop the hill. Sure enough, when he glanced down, he could clearly see his fishing pole, still stood where he had left it. Turning back, he offered a polite smile. Factions be damned, unless he found otherwise, he'd be polite to a lady regardless of which way her ears pointed.<br/><br/>"Ah, g'd evenin', miss. Sorry tae bother yae. Though' yae migh' be an overzealous admirer I've been tryin' tae shake. Apologies if I disturbed yae."<br/><br/>Despite the implied farewell, he didn't excuse himself to leave. Watching her for a few moments, taking in her clothing and her expression, he felt an urge to wait and see what she might have to say. It wasn't exactly a rare thing to run into members of the Horde of late - the cease-fire, and all - but the situation was unique, and his curiosity had most certainly been piqued.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>