<span style="font-weight: bold">Ryla/Delicia</span><br/><br/>Though Ryla hasn’t heard of this woman, she’s definitely working for Prince Ryger. Likely, she’s a hireling or even an independent bounty-hunter. Ryla does seem to recall the rumour of a minotaur-girl and her companion recently arrived in town. Likely, if they were to disappear, no one would miss them - either assuming they’d left, or met the gristly fate not uncommon to those working crosswise to Prince Kolberkon’s aims in Port Verge.<br/><br/>Delicia moans her pleasure, letting Ryla push her back onto the bed, nipple her ear, trace her fingertips down her back, squirming as the kitsune does so. “I heard they were sensitive, on kitsunegirls” she murmurs, reaching up to stroke the kitsune’s ears, glancing behind at the behaviour of the kitsune’s entwined twin tails… and lingering on Ryla’s rump. “I heard something about your tongues, too,” she murmurs with a devilish smile, shedding her thick jacket and stretching back on the bed, hands above her head, hair pillowed about her, leaving Ryla in the gap between her parted thighs. Her breasts stand firm and tall, surmounted by the sharp twin peaks of her nipples.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Dura</span><br/><br/>Dura stirs in her sleep, settling comfily back as her snuggling settles the minor disruption you’ve wrecked on Odette’s insides...