[Perception:<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/105402">Perception</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+7</span><span style="font-weight: bold">25</span>1d20+7 [+5ranks, +3 class skill, -1 wisdom]=roll of (18)+7= 25 Vs DC15= PASS<img alt=":D" src="./images/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" title="Very Happy"/><br/><br/>Xarces watches the harpy vanish into the crowd, his keen, seemingly glowing eyes taking note of her facial expression, her mannerisms as he would deduce (She clearly seems to have been intimidated by the green skinned beauty I have before me....Further more, it almost seems as if she is perturbed by my ability to withstand the woman's breathe taking gaze...I shall make a note of her features, and if ever the chance I encounter her again, I shall make a point to approach her.) he figures with a light shrug of his shoulders, as after all he had more on his mind then the plight and motives of the fleeing harpy. The Medusa having turned back to him at this point, caressing his own soft angelic flesh with that of her own. A shiver running through his veins as he feels the soft, and yet abrasive feeling of her leathery skin. Xarces' face unable to avoid growing flush to her compliments, it taking him only a moment to regain his complexion as he would speak in turn.<br/><br/>"Handsome, powerful, talented, all true. Though you will soon find that my talents extend far beyond the realm of entertainment." he informs her, with a suggestive flick of his dexterous tongue, a display intended to leave little doubt of the myriad of pleasurable ways such an appendage could be put to use. Xarces  looking her up and down as he drinks in her image once more. He offering her a mischievous wink before continuing to speak. "And you my dear, why I have never before seen anything quite like you, so attractive, so confident, so mysterious....quite sexy.......and your face, those eyes, it is truly a shame the world cannot look upon the magnitude of the beauty that you possess..... Yes, I would love nothing more then to go home with you this evening, to treat you to insurmountable amounts of pleasure, lavish your body with all manner of carnal delights...... A good fucking, I could most certainly go for that." he would say with a smile mixing seduction, flattery, and a small good natured chuckle at the blunt use of the word fucking.<br/><br/>With that Xarces would reach out and lightly take her hand in his, lifting it to his lips, where he would lightly place a single kiss upon her leathery flesh. "You may call me Xarces my dear, and I am yours for the evening." he introducing himself as he prepared himself to follow her home, to do any and all that he could to show her the night of her life. Xarces feeling sympathy towards this beautiful being who's eyes she was forced to hide. Already the wheels of a true artists spinning in his head, creating words, lyrics, a melody, perhaps he would have a new song by the time the night was out.