Don't ya hate that moment, when you think you've got a private little tie-and-tickle session going on in the forest, with that ticklish elf braced against that perfectly strong tree, magical vines snuggly binding her to the rough bark, her boots discarded off to the side, her teeth biting her lower lip as she nervously anticipates that gryphon feather slowly approaching her defensless soles...
...when a tribe of murlocs burst through the nearby brush roaring,"MRRRRRRGLMRGLRMGLMRGLMRGL!!!!"
(And by that, of course, they mean, "A/S/L?")
Amphibian hooliganery aside, I've got a little group of human candidates on Steamwheedle Cartel, if anyone is interested. One lass - a blonde priestess with a swishy ponytail and an adorableness more potent than Barkeep Hann's bottle of moonshine - has blood relation to Jaina Proudmoore, and we all know how ticklish THAT one [supposedly] is! (Seriously, she deserves more art. Get on it, guys! :stickout)