<b>Beldabar's Rest</b><br/><br/>All eyes were on Ixana as she practiced the motion in front of Nock.  Of course all eyes would have been on her no matter what she did as she was just the kind of person that attracted most men's eyes.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)"> "Perfect!  You'll be able to free yourself whenever you want."</span>Nock assured her even as his eyes delved deep into her cleavage as she bent over to offer her wrists.  As she cleared her throat he reluctantly shifted his gaze to notice she was waiting on him to bind her.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)">"Oh yes, right."</span>He said, a slight blush coloring his face as she so obviously caught him sneaking a peek.<br/><br/>Nock rarely even looked at Ixana's face but as he heard the locking mechanism slide home he was eager to see if his magic was working.  Her half closed eye lids might have been mistaken for suspicion as well as arousal, but the way she bit her lower lip, it looked promising.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)">"A little."</span>He agrees as he sees a clear change in her temperament in her comment on the temperature, it could be working.  But then he notices her gaze on the buff barbarian.  "Shit."  He hisses to himself but then he sees Ixana's gaze return to him and he sees lust in her eyes, or what he thinks might be lust as it wasn't exactly the way Ix or most any attractive humanoid normally looks at him.<br/><br/>Ivan begins to sense something is up but can't quite put his finger on it.  The last thing in the world he expected was to try to have to compete with the gnome for Ixana's lust.  He knows that look well enough, having been looked at like that many times, but usually when looking at him, not at some 3 stone weakling.  He was expecting her to find an excuse to get rid of the pesky gnome.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(163, 143, 132)">"Just show him you can get out and then he can, get his dinner." </span>He suggests, trying to be helpful as Ixana seemed the type that might lose her train of thought rather easily.<br/><br/>Watching the normally chatty and elegant warlock struggle with basic syntax, Nock decides to test his handiwork a bit more thoroughly.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)"> "Maybe your new friend, (Igor wasn't it), should just catch up with us in the morning?"</span>He suggests to the breathless beauty who may actually be undressing<i>him</i>with<i>her</i>eyes for a change.  He tried to sit up on the bed but wasn't quite tall enough so had to settle for leaning nonchalantly against it.<br/><br/>Ivan, now convinced something was very fishy about those bindings, lunges forward.  He grabs Nock by the scruff of his neck and lifts him off the floor.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)"> </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(163, 143, 132)">"What have you done to her?"</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)"> </span>He snarls through clenched teeth, seeing an almost certain night of hot sex evaporating before his eyes.  It wasn't the kind of thing he took lightly.