"Hmm... naughty you, listening in!" she teased quietly with the guardsman "Your sincere concern is noted however; you may have just bought your Commander a second meeting..."<br/><br/>Blowing him a kiss, she walked away with a sway in her hips, knowing that the man was quite likely watching her every swaying movement...<br/><br/>Much like everyone at the docks were; she was whistled at, hooted at, hollered at... truth be told she rather loved the attention, made her feel so very special.  Occasionally to a more creative caller she bared her breasts briefly or swatted and shook her rump at them, making a fun time of it all.  Luckily for them, watching was free; touching was the cost...<br/><br/>As for the bar... well, this was possibly her sort of place.  Lots of flesh, lots of lovely, hot waitresses, and then there was the barkeep... that was her target as she stepped her way with clicks of her heels upon the wood of the floor.  She saddled up to it, and hoisted herself so that her lovely backside was on the counter, her legs over it, swaying gently as she seated herself and looked behind at the tattooed barkeep.<br/><br/>"Hm... I'm Ylene Telen'urden... I believe someone here gave me an invitation to discuss me joining a group..." she purred as she reached up to her collar, then thumbed the string holding her top to the collar "Would you be a dear and point me in the right direction of whom I should speak to?"