Gomdar grins and raises his glass, taking a look around at all the rutting and tension around the room, taking another swig before calling over the waitress Ordering the daily special, giving her a grip to the ass with a smirk, bringing red to her face before she bows and leaves, he watches her sway to the back with a grin, relaxing as he starts to take off bits of his gear, keeping on his long loincloth, his tattoos and battle scars on display as he drinks, enjoying the various shows.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>