Duryna looked up from her drink and raised a curious eyebrow at the two new, people in the bar of the inn. She looked down more at the dwarf and snorted, convinced there was no way she was the contact she was waiting for.<br/>And then she looked over the Tauren and thought about it a few moments, and thought about his gruff looks and strength.<br/><br/>'Hmm... I am not sure mistress would use a Tauren. But, I would not mind taking his orders if he was my contact.' She thought to herself and grinned as her deep red eyes gleamed slightly looking him over even closer.<br/><br/>She slowly crossed her own well toned legs, the metal skirt clinking lightly and shift to easily show that this orcress warrior did not bother with undergarments. And if eyes were sharp enough, that she did bother with a razor.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>