<div class="floatleft"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Myrrdin</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/71/SaerraMyrrdinDruid.png)</div></div></div><br/>Of course Myrrdin followed the Vesz'tyrr's order, but not before the elf had removed his lower garments. The action of the man's hands slipping down had him freeze in his automatic obediance and his gaze dropped with elven hands. It didn't matter to the druid the elf hadn't hardened out just yet, being somewhat too occupied with admiring just what he had exposed.<br/><br/>When the elf's eyes landed on him again, he coughed quietly and did as he had been told, the man's gaze enough to obey and snap out of his own mind wandering.<br/>The druid's back, as his front, was not without decoration. Between his shoulderblades the same image was depicted as on his chest, only larger. Aside this, the human seemed in excellent shape; muscular in a way that hinted of his body being used for running, climbing, but lacking marks of battle and fight. Planting his knees somewhat apart form eachother, he exposed himself for the dark skinned elf willingly and quite eagerly.