Brother Shatterstone
Dark Moderator of PbP
Loviana: Half-Nymph/Female (Rogue/Corruptor/Bondblade)
*Thinking to herself, Of course you do my dear .Loviana smiles and then replies, “Predel, It really wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you now would it?”*
*They small talk while Loviana allows him to escort her for a block or two. After that she leans into his ear whispering, in a sultry voice, telling him where to go, and when to turn.*
*As they travel the town around them goes from upscale and classy, to middle class, to finally lower class and only functional. Upon reaching their destination Predel see a modest but homey common house that about 4 times as nice than the of the block that lays mostly in squalor.*
*Loviana knows this place well, it’s one of a few safe houses scattered through the town for the Loviatar’s worshipers and more importantly her agents. Loviana scans the outside looking for one of the agents stationed there to help other agents in various actives, from scams, to running interference, and protection. Upon finding the agent in questions she brushes her hand threw her hair signing that she needs help.*
*As they continue towards the building Loviana looks to Predel to judge his reaction and also to reassure him, “I’m not very wealth either, but it’s nicer than most can afford.” Smiling reassuringly she continues, “Plus I’m a good housekeeper and my room is very clean.”*
*As they approached the doorstep a bag lady, her eyes long ago milked over, carrying her meager possessions staggers out runs into the young couple. The old bag lady, an agent of Loviatar and not truly blind, falls over as her possessions scatter in the dirty street.*
*Thinking to herself, Of course you do my dear .Loviana smiles and then replies, “Predel, It really wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you now would it?”*
*They small talk while Loviana allows him to escort her for a block or two. After that she leans into his ear whispering, in a sultry voice, telling him where to go, and when to turn.*
*As they travel the town around them goes from upscale and classy, to middle class, to finally lower class and only functional. Upon reaching their destination Predel see a modest but homey common house that about 4 times as nice than the of the block that lays mostly in squalor.*
*Loviana knows this place well, it’s one of a few safe houses scattered through the town for the Loviatar’s worshipers and more importantly her agents. Loviana scans the outside looking for one of the agents stationed there to help other agents in various actives, from scams, to running interference, and protection. Upon finding the agent in questions she brushes her hand threw her hair signing that she needs help.*
*As they continue towards the building Loviana looks to Predel to judge his reaction and also to reassure him, “I’m not very wealth either, but it’s nicer than most can afford.” Smiling reassuringly she continues, “Plus I’m a good housekeeper and my room is very clean.”*
*As they approached the doorstep a bag lady, her eyes long ago milked over, carrying her meager possessions staggers out runs into the young couple. The old bag lady, an agent of Loviatar and not truly blind, falls over as her possessions scatter in the dirty street.*
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