<div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/a9/77/cf/a977cfccc935943fad2d001ec527a420.jpg)</div>Menzoza Kilrahel (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=906273)<br/><br/>Menzoza was surprised someone would dare to hug her, but it was hardly an affront. She'd just never met anyone with the guts to try. She settled for scratching between Cathari's ears as she re-sheathed her weapon, they were getting into the proper spirit of the thing after all.<br/><br/>She chuckled at Miranda's blushing too, the Cleric's pointed words at Menzoza's lack of muscle hadn't really rankled her. If anything it was nice to see the girl has some claws if suitably coaxed.<br/><br/>"Muscle isn't all there is to strength Darling. Why would I fight to hold someone down when I can have them begging me to tie them up?" Menzoza said a she stepped over to Ogzi and got a hand under his chin, very gently lifting and turning his head so he could look up at the Drow and she in turn could get a good look at the .... Orc? Goblin? Half-elf painted green? Menzoza couldn't even place it, though her glowing red stare was certainly piercing while she tried.<br/><br/>"It seems Derk's are rather good looking, if more men looked like this I could start to see the appeal" she said, with a pearly white smile of pure malicious intent "I hope you fight half as well as you look, I'll be disappointed if we don't crush this challenge."