With a grunt Hrun stood up and made his way up the hill. As he topped the mound he peered through a small bit of brush at the camp below. There were several tents around a large bonfire. The shaman noticed a draenei female dancing in front of the fire to the hoots and hollers of observers ranging from dwarf to orc. Hrun broke his gaze from the draenei dancer and began making his way down the hill. As he pushed through a small bit of shrubbery he stepped into the clearing. The draenei noticed the large tauren step out of the night before cheering. "Girls we have another guest! Bring more ale!" The blue girl gave a wink and a smile before continueing her sultry dance. A nightelf with a swollen middle came bouncing up to him with a mug of ale sloshing abit from her excited waddle. Hrun gave a grin as the elf handed him the large mug. "I've never seen a nightelf with child in all of my days but you must be expecting a herd of younglings." He said with a chuckle rubbing the taut skin of the elfs belly before a sudden thrash bumped his hand. "A warrior this one," the elf said with a grin. "Indeed" Hrun said before downing the ale.
