<span style="color: DarkRed"><i>"Thank you... But you should count yourself lucky that I am, after allowing yourself to be led to this room all alone with me.... Why, were I a common rogue of charlatan, you would likely have been ravaged."</i></span><br/><br/>Thuren replies, his smile becoming a smirk as he finishes with her left inner thigh, his hands having been barely any distance from her cunt the whole time as he gently rubbed her. Next he moves to massage her neck, his touches becoming even more gentle now to avoid making her feel threatened as he applies his deft fingers to the back of her neck, although he has no doubt she could probably take him in a fight. She seemed the type, despite the fact she had not mentioned any sort of fighting prowess, to turn out to be an adventurer or fellow mercenary, perhaps even a mage....<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>