"I'm, ah, in favor of visiting the 'Rose Blossom'," Euanthane says. "It's, ah, um,<span style="font-style: italic">that</span>kind of place, and pillow talk is often indiscrete. Additionally... the satisfaction of one hunger can often make another seem more urgent. If - and we<span style="font-style: italic">must</span>consider the possibility - Lady Jaenyn has dabbled not in summoning and binding, but in<span style="font-style: italic">transformation</span>magic, then the memory of soft flesh would be<span style="font-style: italic">highly</span>attractive." I blushed. "I can only visit such places if they have kitchens as capable as their, um,<span style="font-style: italic">hostesses</span>. It may be that they'd welcome our assistance. Or..." I paused, squirming, "it may be that they're complicit, and we'll have to<span style="font-style: italic">squeeze</span>them a little."<br/><br/>{OOC Edit: Just realised I'd written the 'discussion' version of this post - but if we're just doing it I can presumably write the doing-it part too(? - feel free to ignore if it goes too far)}<br/><br/>"Tianna," Euanthane says, as the group approaches the central square, "it's possible Madame Widow has been ensorcelled, so when we meet her, if you can assess that... surely such should be obvious to one of the fae?"<br/><br/>"Anyway," Euanthane says, as she slithers across the town's central square, "I guess this is it, right?" I continued, as I knocked at the high-class brothel's door.