‘My god, put some clothes on women,’ he said frowning at us and quickly averting his gaze. ‘No.’ ‘No? Why the devil not?’ ‘It’s Nation...l Nude Day and we came out here to camp and enjoy it,’ I tried to explain to him. ‘This is private property, you can’t just camp here.’ ‘We know, this is my Uncle Tom’s place, he gave us permission.’ ‘Did he tell you about the cattle drive going though here today?’ ‘No.’ ‘Humph, that’s just like Tom Peterson not to tell me about his citified niece and her friend. "Wear your tan militarytrousers and I'll lend you one of my shirts." Thanks Miss Schwartz. I'm glad I can wear something other than mymilitary uniforms for a change."The shirt she gave me was actually a woman's blouse. It was off whiteand made of a kind of silky fabric. The buttons were on the oppositeside so it seemed awkward putting it on, but the fit was ok. It waspretty loose in the chest but snug in the waist. We went down to thekitchen. A pot of coffee was brewing. I always liked. “You speak Az very well. Where did you learn?”Octavia blushed, the redness evident on her pale cheeks.“I am afraid I was taught the language as part of my mission,” she said. “Sadly, I can see it is a mission destined to fail.”“Your mission?” Elena asked, tilting her head slightly.“I am considered pretty for my people,” Octavia said, her blush deepening. “I was sent along as ... enticement ... for the king.”“Enticement?” Elena inquired.“I was to be offered as a bride to him,” Octavia admitted.. "Wait, you don't mean we're going to go in there?" hesaid incredulously. "That's not right!"Ulm rolled his eyes. "It's not? I suppose you think our usage of suchsuits is not right either? This is a war, brother. We use every tool atour disposal." But there's only four suits, and seven of us," the blood elf womansaid. "Are we going to use the human and her horse as well?"Grecka sighed and shook her head as she leaned down to open the seams onthe backs of the kaldorei skinsuits. "Unfortunately.