Lilith giggled. Cutely. Prettily. She knew how to play the game of charms.<br/>How did she know that?<br/>Giving herself a mental headshake, she looked to the man, offering up dark lashes over almost innocent seeming almond shaped eyes.<br/>"A lass? Are you by chance dwarf? I would think you are not, given your size. I don't think even a dwarf woman could handle you very well."<br/>Realizing he had noticed the loosening of her hair, something she had set about to do without thought to how he might react, the Blood Elf woman put the fingers of both hands under her tresses behind her neck. She slowly drew them out, face towards the ocean, knowing the delicate profile her features would offer. Her fingers ran through the dark locks until they were almost completely straightened, tangle free and shining in the low lights of the eternal twilight of the island of Darkmoon.<br/>Lilith put her hands down behind her again, turning slightly towards the man so her hair would shift over the shoulder closest to him. Oh she knew how to play, alright. However she had learned, she was fine knowing how to play.<br/>A lady didn't need a revealing gown to show off her assets. Lilith's full chest, breasts not all that large but round and high, shifted slightly in the tightness of the dark material of her dress as she turned. Her positioning was pointedly open, inviting conversation and interest.<br/>Oh you poor little monkey man, she thought, easily reverting to her temptress ways.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>