Navoc chuckled as he was kissed, giving a slight pout about his hand being nudged away from his plush prize."I think your words themselves are weapons of pleasure darlin" giving her a tender kiss back but of course sliding his tongue into her mouth."I think am in love darlin" looking down at the festival grounds seeing the dwarves running about chasing after...well invisible creatures but doing so in a incredibly drunken state...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>