While there was plenty of action going about in the tavern that would certainly draw attention, Ash'therion couldn't help but watch the Tauren out of a strange curiosity. Sure, they were not his type by any means, but a passionate fuck is a passionate fuck, so he thought. Ash'therion had let his attention drift from the warrior for a time and simply drank his ale, as well as the atmosphere of his favorite venue. Alcohol was finally taking it's toll and allowing him a buzz in his mind that he so loved.<br/><br/>Attention was finally drawn away, if not wrenched, when the slave girl came in. If she had ever come to the bar for deliver before, he never paid her any mind. Under any normal circumstances, the nobleman would never give his attention to a slave girl for longer than an instinctive glance. But, he had been watching two tauren furiously rut, and had well over four drinks into him now. Lust was bubbling under the surface, and inhibitions were low enough this time.<br/><br/><span style="color: #b30000">"Mmmn, deliveries into places like these must be rather unnerving."</span>He said, turning to her in a lax and lounging pose.<span style="color: #b30000">"Few have the stomach to enjoy a place like this, and it seems you are not included in that number."</span>The warrior chuckled softly and glanced over her collar a moment, all the while the Tauren stood and showed off his massive member.<span style="color: #b30000">"I can fetch the owner from the back to expedite your exit.  you may be here for quite some time. However, as honorable as I am, I may require a small price. A price well worth returning to your.. ahem, dwelling, swifter than you would otherwise."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>