<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1a/D%27nyse.jpg)</div><strong>Dyn Agornia</strong><br/><br/>Dyn was completely blown away by how casually the Sultana claimed breast flesh as if it were her very own. Small slender digits grasped and kneaded first one and then another as if those soft bits of flesh were her own personal play toys and no one said a word! Well, except for the Engineer. However, they were sure that he'd only spoken up because he was unsure of what in the blazes was going happening.<em>'How is one man so book smart and yet so naive?'</em><br/><br/>Regardless, they ignored the on going contretemps (and the wandering hands) with a will. After all, there were other passengers and they had other duties which would require their utmost concern, just as soon as they'd finished feeding themselves up. Even before they'd finished, they had shifted into another form (https://img02.deviantart.net/f0cb/i/2008/062/1/c/troll_rogue_by_fire_dragana.jpg), one much more useful for the work they were about to undertake.<br/><br/>"Much better. Okay Sultana, ladies, gentleman. I have to run. I have laundry duty this morning and those linens won't get finished without a little bit of...bribery." Here the troll like figure winked before rising to his full eight feet in height. "Those laundry girls are a bit rough." Voice held an unmistakable note of lust in those deep gravelly tones. "I shall see you all at lunch."<br/><br/>Another smile, tusks gleaming brightly, and then he took his heavily muscled form, elsewhere.