Nahren looks up at Anara. He smiled at her, he looks tired... just a little. He extends his arm, taking her hand in his. There ain't much for her to grab, he simply have his whole hand closed around hers in a fist. He knew his strength though, his handshake was gentle, and even his hand were soft, mostly because of the fur.<br/><br/>"You got it right, I am Nahren. Druid of the Cenarion circle" he nodded firmly, letting go of her hand "For once he actually managed to do something right" the tauren chuckled<br/><br/>Aenthas was now at the counter, he leaned over it, waiting for someone to service him. The robe closed into his body, revealing the back of his body very closely. His back had a musculare form, and so did his arms and thights. He wasn't really scrawny, as many would have mistaken him to be. Even his butt was visible at this point. It was small, and clearly firm. Some goblin females, wandered behind him, whistling at the sight then giggled. Aenthas letted out a sigh and shivered again. Finally another goblin approached the counter.<br/><br/>"Arh yes, I remember on one of our adventures. We ran into some quillboars... annoying pests. He was going to cast a spell, he ended up in the mud. Cannot blame him though, it was rainy, and he slipped. Luckily for him, I was there to save him" Nahren once again nodded, this time with pride.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>