The sound of seagulls and waves hitting the docks were the first thing that woke Nylia up. Next was the pounding in her head. She laid there, willing the pain to subside before she had to force herself to get up and take something for it. She tried to lick her lips but her tongue felt like it was swabbed in cotton.

She groaned and tried to roll over to her back, but there was something wedged up behind her. She put her free arm behind her, just to find her hand full of someone’s hip. She tentatively felt the hip and part of a leg , then jerked her hand back around. Ny opened her eyes to look at her surrounding, but all she could see was the rise and fall of a very big, fur covered chest, which her head was nestled on. Her gaze swept across the wide expanse, traveled up the neck , she took in a very handsome muzzle covered in dark brown fur. His gold nose ring glinted in the morning light. Thankfully his eyes were closed.

Ny jerked her head off of the tauren’s chest and took a quick glace down at the rest of him. By the sun, he was naked, she thought, seeing the bed covers riding low on his hips as he rested on his side facing Nylia. Her heart started pounding. Just how much did she drink last night? Where was Josteen? She could remember tossing back some rum with her friend, but after leaving the tavern last night, things were cloudy in her mind. Oh no, she thought, if he is nude, was she? Of course she was, how else would they have…

Ny blinked her eyes at the thought.

Ny gave a shake of her head and reached her hand out to pull the covered futher up the tauren’s torso, when she noticed she still had her bracers on. That cause her to pull the covers back and look down at herself. Oh no, the rest of her clothes were gone. Where was her shirt? Where were her pants, and why couldn’t she remember why she had picked up a naked tauren?

Just then the body behind Ny started to stir. Ny had briefly forgot about the person behind her, her eyes going wild from the movement. She let out a small shriek and climbed from the bed the best she could and as fast as she could. Her elbows hitting certain areas on the tauren as she climbed over his prone form, dragging the bed cover with her to wrap around her waist as she turned to confront the two in the bed.

“Nylie girl, what is wrong with ya?” Josteen sat up in the bed, naked as the day she was born. Not showing one bit of modesty, Jo stretched, letting out a big yawn.

“What..what happened here?” Ny gestured with one hand and used the other to hold the make shift toga around her. “Who is he? Why is he in bed with me? Why are you in bed with me? And where are my pants! Ny demanded.

Josteen flopped back on the bed and howled with laughter which turned into a groan as she clutched her head. Hangovers were a bitch.

“Nylie, this here is Siaom. Don’t you remember, you met him last night?” Josteen pushed the pillows behind her so she could lay back against the headboard of the bed. She stretched her long legs out and crossed them at the ankles. This earned an appreciative glance from Siaom who had been awaked by one of Nylia’s elbow in his lower stomach.

“No, I do not remember him. Josteen, cover up!” Ny could handle being around her friend sans clothes but with Siaom practically salivating over Josteen, it was a little too much. Ny closed her eyes, “Where are my clothes?” She could feel a blush starting to work its way up her neck as she opened her eyes.

“One would have never known you were married by the way you act, Nylie girl, much less carried a babe.”

Josteen eyed her friend seriously now. “You don’t remember nothing at all? Do ya?”

Ny shook her head, as Josteen leaned over the side of the bed to grab her shirt off the floor and then slid it over her head.

“Seems when you’re into the rum, Nylie, those demons come back with a vengeance.” Nylia’s eyes grew round at Josteen’s words. “If it weren’t for old Siaom here, them bruisers were going to through you in a pit for disturbing the peace. He came along and scooped ya up and carried ya out of the bar.”

Nylia let her eyes drift over to the big tauren who had propped himself up alongside of Josteen, but at the sight of his chest she jerked her gaze back to Josteen. With a quick lick of her lips she asked again, “Where are my clothes?”

“Well, now , that, ya see ya was so far gone into the rum and the demons hounding ya, ya turned into a wild cat the minute Siaom picked you up. Tearing and clawing at him, ya were. So he tossed ya in to the bay.” Josteen raised a hand to cover her mouth as not to laugh at her friend’s expression. “So when we came home , we could not put ya to bed all wet, and then ya wouldn’t stay in the bed, wandering around all naked, trying to get outside. Me and Siaom here decided we best sleep with ya here, to watch out for ya.”

Nylia walked over and plopped down in the only chair in the tiny room, her shoulders slumped , her face burning up from embarrassment. Thank the sun, no one she knew had been in that bar last night.

“Thank you,” she muttered, luckily she closed her eyes so she missed the big grins covering the troll and the tauren’s faces.