Letholdus stepped out of Tiffany's room with a content smile, fully dressed and fully satisfied with his first lay with the sex goddess in four years. He returned to the lobby, looking forward to relaxing a while with some fine wine and recovering until he could try one of the new woman. As he walked into the brothel's main chamber, he couldn't help but notice it got more busy. The first person he noticed was what appeared to be a lady centaur, but with elven features and human-like legs and body.<em>"Could that be one of the new whores?"</em>he wondered to himself before a catgirl who clearly worked there gave her some a wine, a sign that the elven-centauress was just a patron.<em>"Shame,"</em>he though to himself, sitting in the comfiest chair again to rest.<em>"That could have been fun."</em><br/><br/>The admiral began to survey the room with his eyes, seeing if there were any other ladies he could think about conquering other than the adorable catgirl skittering about with glasses of wine.