<b>Yartar Cart and Barge - Hand of Yartar Guildhall</b><br/><br/>"Please, make yourself comfortable, I have a very talented clean up team."  The guild mistress said with a smile. as she removed the rather modest jacket and simple skirt she had worn for dinner.  Her light undergarments revealed a generous<a class="link link--external" href="https://i.pinimg.com/564x/69/71/75/6971750bdce74bb5e437d978aadf0479.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">bust </a>and well kept figure.  Anticipating the elf's reclining she moved nimbly and sat so Tathariel's head would be in her lap.  The elf might notice a scent of lavender that hung subtly in the air.<br/><br/>Though this new thief's suggestion of a 'real' reason pricked at Alma's comfort level, she couldn't deny that Tathariel had accepted and passed her tests, so she would let the elf keep her secret for a little while longer.  While she had much to gain from Tathariel's cooperation, she had little to lose.  Alma stroked the thief's long redish hair and sipped her wine before she began.<br/><br/>"Being newly arrived, you may not have heard of the disappearances of various young ladies throughout the nearby countryside."  She set down her wine to focus on her words and the beautiful elf's body.  "It has become widespread enough for the water baron to take notice, especially after a leading merchant came up missing an eldest daughter."  The music continued to play, the notes frequently pulsing within the elf's core, the subtle lingering of the special note in the air signaling to the mistress even if the elf was able to keep her reactions muted.<br/><br/>"So far, none of my girl have come up missing, but I don't like to take chances.  Also, as formidable as the Shields of Yartar may be in battle, they are not known for their investigative powers, and I have little interest in letting them exercise that particular talent."  Alma's hand idly traced from Tathariel's jaw, across her throat, then between her well shaped breasts as she talked, enjoying the intimacy of their position.  "I know these slavers are at work in the city itself now, but I need someone who can't be traced directly to the guild.  I'm not afraid to make enemies, but I like to know a bit about them first."  She confided to the elf as her soft fingers circled around one breast.<br/><br/>"It is risky, but nothing someone with your talents couldn't handle."  She always found stroking egos to be helpful in convincing someone to do something for her.  "But I'd like to set you up to find your way into their stronghold, then return to tell me who and where they are, and I promise to make it worth your while."  She then leaned down to kiss the elf on the lips as her hand began to squeeze the firm mound of breast she had been exploring.<br/><br/>***<br/>After hearing Tathariel's 'real' reason for being here she was convinced they might have a deal soon.  "Well I can't guarantee no one will be harmed of course, but given the descriptions of the girls taken, I'm fairly certain the peril is more of a sexual than violent nature."  Alma had little information on this last part, but thought it might sweeten the pot for the hedonistic thief.  "I could, I think, arrange some companions for you, as there is at least one other group in Yartar wanting to find their way into these slavers stronghold.  If you didn't want to work alone."