Mizona had woken from her cat nap, the sound of some commotion downstairs in the tavern had roused the blood elf from her sleep. She stood up, her lithe sin'dorei form on display as she opened her trunk to search for something to wear. She had perky B cup breasts, a more slender frame and a cute backside shaped like a firm heart. She was also more on the short side, about 5 feet 2 inches tall. Her skin was somewhat tan, a light brown color. She bent down and pulled out simple mages robes, the crimson and gold two piece set, the top covering her chest and giving her long sleeves, and then a red and gold embroidered skirt. She then pulled out a brush and quickly set and styled her silver blond hair into place, looking carefully in the mirror to make sure she looked presentable. Her glowing green eyes blinking as she smiled and nodded to herself "Yep, time to start the day." she said to herself. She then grabs a side messenger bag and pick up her darkwood staff that had a few red crystals embedded into the tip of the staff. The sin'dorei then quickly got her slippers on her feet and left her room, heading downstairs only to be greeted by the sight of chaos in the tavern near the entrance.<br/><br/>She saw again the rather seductive looking Draenei prostitute and what looked to be some sort of mage of Dalaran, probably looking for a good time. An Orc, a Human, and a passed out Pandarian with a Night Elf over him. Mizona walked with a sort of nimble grace to avoid tripping or falling as she avoided the chaos of people shuffling about. She ducked under a table at one point and stopped at the passed out Pandarian and the Night Elf. "Is he dead?" she asked of the Night Elf as she looked Panda man over curiously. Part of her was generally curious, the other part of her voice conveyed that sense that she wasn't to concerned or simply didn't care all that much.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>