Brave New Planes

[Brother Shatterstone]

Brystasia Purelove: Half-Nymph/Female (Avenger/Favored Soul/Heartwarder)

Brystasia takes her eyes off of Sandorel for a second and gives the halflings a friendly and thankful smile, “I think we can leave now as Meekel said he could be in danger.”

Brystasia quickly finishes her drink and gather the little equipment she has with her and joins the others as they wait for the stone to be lifted again.

 

[Serpenteye]

Sandorel looks at Brystasia briefly while waiting for the stone to be moved. Their last meeting had ended poorly, and at the moment he found it best to bide his time.
At least the spell seemed to be having some effect on her. Reassuring, since he had started to fear that it had worn off soon after he left the Outlands.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Brystasia Purelove: Half-Nymph/Female (Avenger/Favored Soul/Heartwarder)

Embarrassed Brystasia glances down as Sanderol looks at her it her and she finds herself wonder how long its been since making eye contact with a man had effected her so, Years… At least a few of them too.

Unable to contain herself as the stone gate seems to take forever she walks over to Sanderol her turquoise blue eyes steering deeply into his dark eyes and she smiles loving at him, “Its good to see you again Sanderol…” She seems slightly confused in what to say and leans in and whispers seductively in his ear, “I’m sure Conan is just ignoring us as usual and I’m sure Meekel and Vilya can handle it so why don’t you and I have that private discussion on religion we’ve been meaning to have?”

 

[Serpenteye]

He smiles, a brilliant white smile designed to light any woman's heart on fire, and gently holds her shoulders. "Not now, Brystasia, not yet. I don't want to..." take advantage of you. He trembles slightly with the effort of gently pushing her away. "I know the importance of beauty, your mere presence is a constant and overwhelming reminder, your point has been made." He smiles, "My arguments don't have the same sex-appeal."

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Brystasia Purelove: Half-Nymph/Female (Avenger/Favored Soul/Heartwarder)

Brystasia trembles with desire and lets out a soft audible sound after seeing the heart-wrenching smile. She blinks her large blue eyes and looks around with a confused look on her flushed face uncertain as to what Sanderol had just said to her. She turns back to him with a look of pure desperation oh her graceful face, “Please?”

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

The moment is ruined beyond repair as Gareth speaks up apolegetically. "Begging your pardon, Lady, but we should head down now."

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Brystasia Purelove: Half-Nymph/Female (Avenger/Favored Soul/Heartwarder)

Brystasia ignores the halflings and concentrates on Sandorel’s dark eyes with a small seductive smile on her face as she waits for his answer.

 

[Dalamar]

Vilya rolls her eyes as she notices what is going on between Sandorel and Brystasia.
"We can leave them behind if they so wish, good halfling. Unless our friend has gotten into much worse trouble than we expect, we should have no trouble whatsoever."

 

[Paxus Asclepius]

Gareth, Meekel, and Vilya proceed down into Undermountain. Gareth quickly searches the sandy floor for tracks, and begins following the Cimmerian's trail.

 

[Wrahn]

Meekel watches the young lovebirds, Ah to be young again.

Descending down to the Undermountain,

”Keep those keen elven eyes open Vilya, my own perceptive abilities seem to have lessened with the more books I have read, and I have read a lot of books. I will let you two deal with any of the lesser creatures we might encounter, I am afraid most of my lesser magics have been consumed and I haven’t had the chance to restock. If something big comes our way, though, I have more than enough firepower.” he says tapping his head.

When they get down to the bottom, Meekel pushes his glasses higher on his nose, takes a rod in either hand and follows their guide.