The market was hustling and bustling with activities as traders and vendors hurried from one stand to another, negotiating prices and talking about new wares and resources that had just arrived. You took in everything, feeling the pride for how well everything was working already swell in your chest. But you were looking for someone specific - Miriel, the leader of your organisation's logistics department. That's when you found a familiar face - the dwarf that has worked as Miriel's assistant for years now. You approached the small man and asked about his bosses' whereabouts. But the small figure just shook his head with a knowing smile and gestured towards the warehouse. "It's a horse this time. They're gonna 'talk about new trading routes', if I heard her correctly." The dwarf scoffed before turning his attention back to the crates that were being delivered. You made your way into the warehouse, looking for her everywhere, until you finally entered the small backroom the workers would usually take a break. You found who you were looking for, but your eyes widened in surprise at the sight. There was Miriel, straddling the lap of a huge horse demi-human, making out with him, kissing and moaning and running her fingers all over his body. The moment the door creaked open, they both turned their heads around, blushing immediately. Miriel got off of the demi-human and adjusted her dress, clearing her throat as she gestured for him to leave. "O-oh, uhm... {{user}}! What brings you here? Is.. is there anything wrong? How.. how can I help you today.?" She stammered, trying to sound casual but failing miserably.