<span style="font-weight: bold">Xarces:</span><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Umm.... yeah...I am sure the two of us shall get along fine....." he states in a calm, yet confused manner, offering the feline several more tender strokes with his soothing touch "Though I imagine you and I shall get along even better." he finishes with a subtle wink, realigning his attentions as he did not want her to get the wrong impression.</div></blockquote><br/>She blushes, glancing down. "You flatter me, dear Xarces ... "<br/><span style="color: #0000BF"><span style="font-weight: bold">Bluff Diff5</span></span><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><br/>Euanthane:</span><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>“He does not fear to become food. Those used only to fearful eyes – like your predatory pet – find adoration in his gaze, and that strangely attractive. He is not bespelled – he follows me gladly, knowing he will spare some unwilling other from becoming my meal, should the urge overwhelm me.”</div></blockquote><br/>She glances at you with a cutely curios expression; your words seems to have really caught her interests.<br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>As the madame turns to them once more he nods respectfully "Of course my dear." he states winking to her with a seductive grin. "I do hope we.....discuss....at great length..." he comments suggestively. Placing a soft hand upon Euanthane's hip, walking behind her, lightly guiding her down to his level "My lovely companion and I would like to get to know you....intimately......" he breathes heavily upon her neck as he speaks, offering her a soft caress from his lips, they walking across her flesh to nibble teasingly on her ear lobe, whispering to her "Distract her...."</div></blockquote><br/>She blushes again at your words and watches interested, biting her lips, at your effusions...<br/><span style="font-size: 125%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #FF0000"><span style="font-weight: bold">[I'll make a Diff4 Perception check for her to determine wheter she has overheard your whisper. You can take a [color=#00FF00]Bluff check: Diff 1</span> to notice if she's trying to overhear; <span style="color: #00FF00">Diff 5</span> to understand if she successfully heard or not]</span>[/color]</span><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Xarces:</span><blockquote class="uncited"><div>he slips off ahead, in order to intercept the redhead to pose a question "Excuse me miss?....Are you all right?.....I couldn't help but notice that something worries you?" he asks softly when he was far enough away from madame widow, he hoping she could slip him a hint of what concerns her before he needed to head into the second door from the right.</div></blockquote><br/>The woman is already moving away, to her tasks - you separate from the others of several steps before you reach her. She turns at you - for a moment she looks surprised, then she smiles welcomingly. Her voice feels warm and trembles only for an instant.<br/>"My respects, handsome guest ... Please, do not worry about me; I was just ... lost in my mind, poor silly me. I'd really love to entertain you properly, my dear ... but you heard Madame Widow: sadly I have other tasks to attend". She<span style="font-style: italic">truly </span>looks sorry about that, but no longer worried at all. She nods gracefully, offering you a pleasing glimpse at her generous bosom, then proceeds again to her duties.<br/>Again,<span style="color: #FF0000">[<span style="font-weight: bold">Bluff Diff2</span>]</span><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Euanthane:</span><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>“I cannot replace him, if your pet devours him,” I told her, and I did not need to fake the genuine affection in my eyes, nor the acceptance of his probable, eventual fate in someone's stomach. “Were she to do so, and the hunger overtook me...” I let the words hung unspoken. “Either yourself, or some other, more capacious meal,” I said, letting my eyes flicker to the plump redhead, “would fill my belly, if I lose control of myself.” I gripped her hand rather more firmly. “You are making it very hard to keep control of myself,” I whispered, far to low for the serving girl to hear. “I do not feel only the hunger for sex, when I look upon a beautiful body presented so, and the slaking of one need only emphasises the depth of the other.</div></blockquote><br/>While speaking, you notice that her eyes often dart furtively at Xarces and Harriet, as she seems to understand what might be going on ... Aside from that, she looks particularly, adorably timid and vulnerable, despite the huge panther still brushing against her back. She sudders twice during your speech - she looks so deliciously<span style="font-style: italic">scared</span>... Her hand trembles in yours, still her fingertips start softly caressing it...<br/><span style="color: #FF00BF"><span style="font-weight: bold">Bluff Diff5</span></span><br/>"I-I assure you, my dear hungry naga ... you don't have to w-worry about it. W-why, you're<span style="font-style: italic">scaring </span>me ..." she whimpers, shuddering again. "D-do not worry, we won't take it away from you, nor force him to do anything he doesn't willingly accept ... " Her big golden eyes glance into yours, then all around. "Silly me, I haven't even any guard with me ... How could I have been so imprudent," her free hand caresses your tummy again, drawing quivering circles around your navel, "with such a voracious, magnificient predator..."<br/><br/><span style="color: #0000BF"><span style="font-weight: bold">Bluff Diff5</span></span><br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">You understand one simple thing: this girl could fake everything, being much more persuasive than anyone would being sincere. Despite that, you can't tell when and how she's faking or not ... she's just too good. Anyway, this awareness does not make her any less seductive and adorable at your eyes...</div></div></div><br/><br/><span style="color: #00FF00">Bluff Diff 1</span><br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Yes, she's trying to overhear.</div></div></div><br/><br/><span style="color: #00FF00">Bluff Diff 5</span><br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">A fleeting, almost imperceptible, squint of disappointment in her eyes reveal you that she probably failed to overhear.</div></div></div><br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">[<span style="font-weight: bold">Bluff Diff2</span>]</span><br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">She seemed a little relieved. Your instinct suggests you she might have been afraid of something that, apparently, didn't happen. Still, you suspect she's hiding something...</div></div></div><br/><br/><span style="color: #FF00BF"><span style="font-weight: bold">Bluff Diff5</span></span><br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">She's not as afraid as she'd like you to believe, but she probably likes to act this way. Also, you suspect that the hint at her imprudence hides a slight warning: she's probably sure to be able to handle you alone.</div></div></div>