"Because sweet talking you does nothing, getting you riled up is when you become the most fun to play with. I've known you for a very long time now, I know how you work and what buttons to press." He rolled on top of her and kissed her again, this time much deeper. "I'm not scared of you, act big and tough but have the sweetest moans..."<br/><br/><span style="color: #ffa64d">"I guess that all makes sense, now you just have to find mortals willing to work with you on this? That might be difficult even for you."</span>The shopkeeper looked over the list and frowned a little. "Lass, ye tryin' to stock an army or somethin'? I can get most of this for ye' and have it boxed in a couple o' hours, but deliver it all to tha Gates?" His suspicion was obvious but he pulled a large binder from behind his counter and started to flip through its pages. "I can do most o' this, but ye need to tell me what this is all for and how ya gonna pay for it. Sex sells, but ya Elves lost a lotta value an' she's wearin' daggers for clothes. What I'm sayin' is I only deal in gold. But I can direct ya to some seedier fellows if you're lookin' for alternative payment options."<span style="color: #ffa64d"> "She will pay with gold and I will fly it home."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>