"Don't worry darling, there's no trap on the door," Love replies, opening the door to prove the point.
*The door leads into a vast opulent set of personal chambers, easily fit for royalty. The silhouette of a woman sleeping is visible beyond the silken drapes of the plush richly-appointed bed in the attaching bedroom. She appears to be stirring.*
"Thank you for your help, Ms. Pixie. It was truly appreciated. You know, honestly, I really do like all of you. I just want you to know that."
*Suddenly, a Rope appears in thin air behind Ashna and Tenebrynn, though Tenebrynn fails her Spot check to notice this (everyone else in the party sees it though). Ashna recognises it as a Rope Trick. Several women descend, clearly deferring to the one who descends first. She is dressed in an elegant dark purple dress with a stole and laurel wreath.*
"Quit with the sentimental crap, Lust. You did a good job, but let's continue, shall we?" the woman orders.
*Love--or is it Lust?--nods slightly and her eyes glow with soft magenta energy. All the characters previously entranced by her (Vanitri, Rinaldo, Hogarth) have their eyes glow with a similar colour, and they will now follow her suggestions.*
"Darlings, I will need your help to protect poor little me against those scary Ashna and Tenebrynn. I know my big strong handsome heroes will save me, and afterwards, I'll show you my appreciation," she winks salaciously, "Whoever beats them most will be my favourite."
(OOC: Okay, now Tenebrynn goes in Initiative)