Walter looked over at the counter and watched his little niece fall into a display of debased debauchery. He grinned a wicked smile, glancing over towards his beloved pet that was serving one of the trolls, whilst being served herself by a very noble-looking elven man. Oh how things can spiral out of control if you are a warlock-owner of a tavern. Nevertheless he had missed the qeustion of the Pandaren until he remembered Lin once more and turned to see him open his pants and stroke himself for relief.<br/><br/>''You know I could summon a lovely imp to help you with that, Lin ''<br/><br/>Walter grinned wickedly as he casually took another filthy glass in his hands and started to rub it clean with his red-and-white tea-towel.<br/><br/>''Hmm.. A night here is about 15 silver, my friend, for a small room. If you wish to stay in one of the more elaborate decorated boudoirs I've got to offer it's about 4 to 5 gold, although I'm not sure if you would manage to get some tail in here, seeing the girls have chosen to entertain themselves for the night. Let's hope some cute red panda will walk through that door tonight, he?  ''<br/><br/>As soon as Walter has finished cleaning the last glass on his counter, he took out a flask of ale and refilled the mug of Lin, still chuckling to himself, before he leaned in and whispered in a more muted tone.<br/><br/>''Or you could 'order' a succubus from me, although I cannot guarantee she will be as nice as Ophedia... Succubus from the nether are unpredictable creatures, I'm lucky I've managed to domineer that wonderful creature sitting on her knees now, but then again she has been with me for years... So whad' ya say? 10 gold for another red-skinned beauty, and you can sign some papers to have her for the night''<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>