The first time a random gentleman loped up to her and put flowers in her hair, it was the well-spoken undead gentleman Geranguas. The two had become fast friends after the random meeting in Thunder Bluff. The second time was a large, hulking older Tauren man who smelled of dust and oil. Unlike her new undead friend with whom she had developed a loving platonic relationship, this Tauren bull made his lecherous intentions quite clear. To everyone who wasn't Keola. "I have an encampment very close to the bluffs," He'd said offering her his hand. The bull frowned at her. "What game is this?" "Game?"