<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Several Weeks Ago</strong></span><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2014/317/1/0/shamlen_by_jennyverse-d86ck1o.jpg)</div>It had been several months since Shamlen had been in the Tavern.  Every once in a while, he had come back to see Lyari.  Sometimes it was to enjoy her body and all that entailed.  Sometimes it was just because he wanted to talk to her and see what she thought about a certain thing.  In a way, she had become like a silent partner in his business, giving him advice from an outsiders perspective that he wouldn't have been able to gather anywhere else.  During his most recent time away, he had found himself with an idea that he couldn't quite shake.  It was something that he was surprised he hadn't thought of before, but knew that it was something that Lyari might not agree to.  One thing he knew was that she valued her independence and he suspected that she might think this would infringe on that.<br/><br/>As soon as he arrived, he saw Lyari speaking with some other customers and knew that she was going to get to him when she could.  He smiled behind his hand as he enjoyed the show.  Lyari was always fun to watch no matter what she did and oftentimes, just watching was more fun than actually doing something to or with her.  He knew that she would spot him sooner or later and when she did, she'd join him.  For now, he just leaned back with a pint in his hand and took in the atmosphere.  It was a relaxed, happy energy that only the Tavern could provide and one that part of him wished that he never had to leave it.<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Rinne</strong></span><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2014/317/8/f/matthias_by_jennyverse-d86ck6h.jpg)</div>Matthias rolled his shoulders and cracked his neck as he watched the Tavern start to fill up with patrons.  They were, as it always seemed to be, almost exclusively male.  It wasn't that surprising given the Tavern's reputation and offerings.  However, since he and a few other men had been brought on, it had been slow going.  Word, it seemed, hadn't gotten around that they could now offer services to the opposite gender as well.  It made for some rather slow nights for the massive former mercenary, but it was certain better than working in the mines.  Tonight was looking like it was going to be another slow night for him when a woman walked in.  Right away, he could tell she was a warrior by the way she moved.  Finishing up what he was doing, he made his way over to her in a set of simple leather armor that he wore for show more than anything else.  His massive arms flexed slightly as he approached her.<br/><br/><strong>"Good evening and welcome to the Tavern,"</strong>he said in a low, deep voice,<strong>"My name is Matthias and I'll be your server for the evening.  We have several fine ales available as well as various meats and other dishes."</strong>He didn't bother to mention the other services that the Tavern provided.  If one didn't know to ask for them, he wasn't supposed to offer them.<strong>"So what is it I can get for you?"</strong>He allowed a tight smile as he looked over the woman with ease.  She was a strong looking woman and he could already feel his blood pumping at the thoughts of what he might be able to do to her if she asked for them.