Ester shot Mesaraih a look when he began to ask her questions about who she was and where she'd come from. Was he really interested in getting to know this woman? She didn't trust her, something didn't sit right with the young elf. She took a couple of sips of the tea, it went down with ease, the bitterness of the lemon contrasting with the sweet tastes of... Was that honey?<br/><br/>"All of these questions." The woman smiled, pulling out a chair for Mesaraih to sit in. "You certainly are forward." She giggled, sitting down in the opposite chair. "My name is Venus, how about you?"<br/><br/>Ester shook her head, uninterested in getting to know the strange woman. "I'll be outside." She commented, rolling her eyes as she walked out of the door and away from the house. She couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong, why would the woman - Venus - live in an abandoned Dwarven thaig? How did she know about Mesaraih's injury? And why did Ester drink the tea? That was out of character, she'd never do such a--<br/><br/>Her vision turned blurry and the thaig took on a green tint. She could sense something pulsing inside her brain, as if trying to pull her through. She placed a hand either side of her head, gasping at the sudden overwhelming feeling and falling to her knees. Her eyes felt heavy and she felt like she wanted to sleep, to dream. Dream... The fade. It all clicked, Venus wasn't some strange woman. Her looks, her home and attitude - she was a desire demon.