Bianka nearly choked as the elf stood and the eater beaded down her body in an all too sensual manner. The village-girl's bright blue eyes tracked some of the drops,  the ones that beaded down from the elve's neck down her perky breasts,  as small as they were compared to hers they were still wonderful the woman thought. The elf was oddly a huge contrast to the woman who was raised well-fed and kept sturdy from years of smith work,  water slid down subtle curves and soft,  alabaster flesh and Bianka -just- barely managed to stop her eyes before they glanced down to the mons of the pretty elf. She was so different though,  the sheer contrast from all she knew making the girl blush more and feel the odd heat in her belly that she tried to push away.<br/><br/>" I....of course h-here,  have it ma'am. Sorry I took top long. " she was thankful or the demanding voice of the Dark Elf to rip her blue era from the all too seductive curves.  Of course this only resulted in the girl studying the pretty elvn face before she handed off the mug quickly and buried her face in her own mug of cider,  groaning as the lovely warm liquid filled her stomach and warmed her center, pulling it away after a solid gulp, wiping her mouth a little. " Didn't know that you were bathing...er..name is Bianka Stonehearth. Adventurer...."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>