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<blockquote data-quote="Drusilia Nailo" data-source="post: 743523" data-attributes="member: 2062">Well, I decided against posting another full update, but I couldn't resist tacking on this little teaser.&nbsp; <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile&nbsp; &nbsp; :)"&nbsp; data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />&nbsp;Two elves and a half elf sat at a table, in the back of a darkened tavern.&nbsp; The man, a perfect picture of elven beauty, toyed with his long, blond hair.&nbsp;&nbsp; One of the women, the half elf, leaned forward anxiously, studying him.&nbsp; &quot;Are you certain that this is a good idea, Andaryn?&nbsp; What if her father gets angry?&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; Andaryn shrugged.&nbsp; &quot;It matters not, Carala,&quot; he said lazily, taking a sip of his wine.&nbsp; &quot;I have angered more than one young girl's father, so I doubt that one more is going to hurt me.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; The third figure, a dark skinned elf, looked up.&nbsp; She smiled thinly.&nbsp; &quot;Andaryn.&nbsp; I do not recommend doing this.&nbsp; Not this time.&nbsp; Her father is a criminal.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; He rolled his eyes, looking over at her.&nbsp; &quot;You too, Verlia?&nbsp; You've never had a problem with me playing the game before.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; &quot;Your intended victims were never the daughter of a city's most notorious crimelord, either,&quot; she responded archly.&nbsp; &nbsp; &quot;Perhaps you're just jealous,&quot; he said angrily.&nbsp; &quot;Like any silly young girl could ever take your place.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; Verlia sighed, but put her hands up.&nbsp; &quot;Very well, Andaryn.&nbsp; You'll do just as you wish, just like you always do.&nbsp; So tell me.&nbsp; What's your plan this time?&nbsp; How do you plan to get the magic harp though this girl?&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; &quot;Woman,&quot; Andaryn corrected.&nbsp; &quot;They're celebrating her coming of age.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; Verlia's eyes narrowed.&nbsp; &quot;You were just calling her a girl...&quot;&nbsp; With a frown, she shook her head.&nbsp; &quot;Alright, I'm listening...&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; &quot;He's already hired me to sing tonight.&nbsp; It's the second night of the party, and he wants songs of valor and bravery.&nbsp; Apparently he's choosing to recognize her as a warrior.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; Carala frowned.&nbsp; &quot;Maybe it isn't her father you need to be worried about...&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; Andaryn frowned at her, but continued.&nbsp; &quot;I've asked around, and apparently she has him wrapped around her little finger.&nbsp; So, I seduce her, and she'll talk him into giving me the money.&nbsp; I buy the harp, we leave Freeport, never to set foot in it again.&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; There was silence, broken finally by Verlia sighing again.&nbsp; &quot;It sounds simple enough,&quot; she said, grudgingly.&nbsp; &quot;Gods know there isn't a maiden alive that can resist you.&nbsp; But Andaryn, be careful.&nbsp; &nbsp; This Tensin Naïlo couldn't have risen to his position in this city if he wasn't ruthless.&quot;&nbsp; She hesitated, and then asked, &quot;What is the poor girl- woman's name?&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp; Andaryn smiled wolfishly.&nbsp; &quot;Drusilia Naïlo.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Drusilia Nailo, post: 743523, member: 2062"] Well, I decided against posting another full update, but I couldn't resist tacking on this little teaser. :) Two elves and a half elf sat at a table, in the back of a darkened tavern. The man, a perfect picture of elven beauty, toyed with his long, blond hair. One of the women, the half elf, leaned forward anxiously, studying him. "Are you certain that this is a good idea, Andaryn? What if her father gets angry?" Andaryn shrugged. "It matters not, Carala," he said lazily, taking a sip of his wine. "I have angered more than one young girl's father, so I doubt that one more is going to hurt me." The third figure, a dark skinned elf, looked up. She smiled thinly. "Andaryn. I do not recommend doing this. Not this time. Her father is a criminal." He rolled his eyes, looking over at her. "You too, Verlia? You've never had a problem with me playing the game before." "Your intended victims were never the daughter of a city's most notorious crimelord, either," she responded archly. "Perhaps you're just jealous," he said angrily. "Like any silly young girl could ever take your place." Verlia sighed, but put her hands up. "Very well, Andaryn. You'll do just as you wish, just like you always do. So tell me. What's your plan this time? How do you plan to get the magic harp though this girl?" "Woman," Andaryn corrected. "They're celebrating her coming of age." Verlia's eyes narrowed. "You were just calling her a girl..." With a frown, she shook her head. "Alright, I'm listening..." "He's already hired me to sing tonight. It's the second night of the party, and he wants songs of valor and bravery. Apparently he's choosing to recognize her as a warrior." Carala frowned. "Maybe it isn't her father you need to be worried about..." Andaryn frowned at her, but continued. "I've asked around, and apparently she has him wrapped around her little finger. So, I seduce her, and she'll talk him into giving me the money. I buy the harp, we leave Freeport, never to set foot in it again." There was silence, broken finally by Verlia sighing again. "It sounds simple enough," she said, grudgingly. "Gods know there isn't a maiden alive that can resist you. But Andaryn, [i]be careful.[/i] This Tensin Naïlo couldn't have risen to his position in this city if he wasn't ruthless." She hesitated, and then asked, "What is the poor girl- woman's name?" Andaryn smiled wolfishly. "Drusilia Naïlo." [/QUOTE]

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