A knock on her door - announcing oneself clearly, one of the servants - and it opened up behind her.  It was no goblin, no, the servants of this house were all orcs, taller, stronger... perhaps a bit gruff but that only made their jobs easier.  This one stood about 6' even, tall, strong even for an orc, green skin with the tattoos of one of the Witchguards on her shoulders and chest.  The guardians of witches, trained warriors with some smidgen of divine blessing from the 'source'...<br/><br/>...though perhaps more noticeable was the fact that this one was completely naked, which while not particularly abnormal was impressive in this instance, with her musculature being as significant as it was, and especially with the lightly haired girth swinging between her legs, uncut.  Shayla, of course, would recognize the woman pretty easily; she'd known her for years after all.<br/><br/>"Mistress Shayla." she said, bowing respectfully to the shorter woman once she stepped in and shut the door "How are you doing today?  It's a rather special day for you is it not?"<br/><br/>Gashnakh was her name of course, nearly the same age as the young mistress too... very respectful, very dutiful, but with a rather strong personality besides...