Aenthas nodded, dragging the coins back, putting them into the pouch again. He then smiled towards Anara, sitting so that he could face her, without the biggest of trouble. He leaned over the table, resting on his arms. Nahras waved at Anara as she looked at him, before lying himself down onto the bed. This action gave a very curious view. His manhood was visible under his pants, it was hanging a little down his thight, it didn't even seem to be hard. He letted out a relaxed sigh. As he lied there, his body seem to have taken just a little over half of the bed. There were room enough for another small figure. Aenthas gazed towards Nahran, only quickly, smiling before returning his sight to Anara.<br/><br/>"You know Anara. You are quite an interesting woman. Beautiful, but mysterious, and the magic I sense from you. It sends shivers down my spine... well, not that it is bad, it is quite good actually" he nodded.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>