Bliss was sitting rather comfortably despite her heavy armour hugging her body closely next to the window of the tavern. With a smile spread upon her lips she had watched the game of drinking between the dwarf and pandaran, and even brought in a coin herself she lost when the dwarf had drank two less then his opponent. Chuckling off the idea that a bear could outdrink the most rawdy and alcoholic race she had ever known, she realized her knowledge about the pandaran was little to nothing.<br/><br/>The woman brought the large mug of honeymead up to her lips once more and savoured the sweet strong taste of her favourite drink upon her tongue. She could see herself in the reflection of the window, the sun shining ever so brightly through the filthy glass. Her bright steel grey eyes flickered up curiously as she inspected herself with a new found curiosity. She had not changed much since she left Uldum, the sea and sun being ever so brutal to her fair skin and fiery red hair. To her surprise she did not look like a lobster yet, which might be thanks to the care of her previous healer who had made a rather strange coconut scented concoction to protect herself against the blistering brutal sun. Nevertheless her skin was slightly rawed red of the heat from the jungle and her hair fell ungracefully in messy waves around her face due to the salty winds of the sea.<br/><br/>A maid waggled over in a rather tight uniform, her small goblin frame squeezed with an admirable effort into the black little dress she was wearing. Bliss could see the girl being slapped against her bottom by a pair of dwarfs cheering her on, as she balanced a dozen filled mugs of mead between her short arms. She had to admit, it was a talent to be able to serve as many customers as the servants and maids in Booty Bay had learned to do. Clarissa waved her hand in the air and motioned the goblin girl to her, to order yet another mug of mead for her own to drink. The 12th drink of the day already as she was waiting for a sign, or for the one that was responsible for a high-paying job of which rumours and gossip was going round. Something she was rather interested to participate in.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>