Serphia threw a look over Sharon and Marshall. The High Elf seemed to have taken the elderly human's attention, and finally seemed to be able to put an end to Marshall's excessive ramblings. 
Turning to the two sentinels in front of her, Serphia motioned for them to leave.

"Go join the others. If the human becomes a problem again, barricade him inside one of the rooms."

"Yes, mistress!"

As the two sentinels scurried away out of the room to head for the party that was happening in the other side of the house, Serphia turned around and looked at her sentinels, including Vashi, Rithrynn and Liaena.

"You have done well today, warriors. Elune would be proud. Dismissed." Serphia announced, and almost immediately the sentinels around Rithrynn and Liaena dispersed in every direction, throwing away their weapons and armor at the stashes along the wall as most of them ran for the baths downstairs, laughing and pushing as they raced among themselves to get first.

"[b]Except you![/b]"

Serphia's voice suddenly sounded, clearly and distinctively as she raised her hand and pointed at Shani. The sentinel had barely managed to take but a few steps away before she was suddenly met by the Captain's piercing look.
Stopping, Shani turned around and looked meekly up at her towering Captain.

"Yes, mistress... ?"

Serphia reached into her armor, to retrieve the disheveled figure of Donald the tiny assassin. Reaching her hand forward, she dropped him into Shani's palm, throwing Shani a stern look in the process.

"You are now a watcher. I will take a bath. Guard him until I get back."

"Of course, mistress!"

As Shani saluted, Serphia picked up a black watcher cloak lying on the nearby equipment stash and threw it at Shani, before turning around and marching down the same corridor that her sentinels had charged through earlier on their way to the baths. Tearing the cloak off her head, Shani let out an annoyed sigh before putting it over her normal cloak, and walked away into the living room while muttering on something sarcastic in her Darnassian tongue.

"I guess that means I'm off duty." Rithrynn announced with a large smile on her face, looking down at Liaena who's eyes just had shifted from Serphia over to Shani.

" ... so, what's the plan?"

*

As Shani walked into the large living room of Sharon's mansion, she found it to be full of life and spectacle. It was filled with almost two dozen of Night Elves. Some were conscious, others were not; lying randomly around the room, halfway on top of furniture or on the carpet. The elves were wearing everything from silly dresses obviously not meant for their kin, to virtually nothing at all. 

Goblets and plates were strewn around across the room, alongside a hefty amount of empty wine bottles that had been neatly stacked into a small castle in the corner. 
Along the walls sat elves in a small wall of pillows and scavenged chairs and sofas, either laughing hysterically from each others' jokes, caught up in heated arguments, or intertwined in an intimate love session.

On the other end, a crowd of Night Elves gathered around a small table, wildly cheering and making bets on two tiny, shrunken elves who were caught in a wrestling match on the table. The match was fierce to say the least, but in their reduced size, they didn't cause much damage to their surroundings.

Janessa and Anastia sat next to the table, eagerly talking to each other; with Naliyah sitting next to them, wearing just a small, tied shirt and belt; all the while scanning the rest of the room with great attention.

Shani traversed the room, finding the cushiest chair that had still not been taken and sat down in it, holding the tiny assassin close to her chest while throwing an annoyed, envious look out across the rest of the room.

[i]"Shani, do this! Shani, do that! Gah, why do I get the worst jobs? That's what we have Rithrynn for, hmmpfh!"[/i]