<div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/imagesqtbnANd9GcTKzJMnSPjD6tv2dAvsEbavXDVcbjLGtCDM6cEan7VPuG1RREQk.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Tyger (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=282404.msg13953626#msg13953626)<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Table in the main room<br/><strong>Time: </strong>Day 3 late evening<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Shadow armor, and dark purple cloak, Katana at his waist.<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Lyric<br/><br/><hr/><br/>As the golden goddess spoke Tyger'e violet eyes remained fixed on her. He did not stare, but she had his full attention. The smile on his lips broadened and his eyes sparkled with delight when she named the place The Brothel. Not just a brothel, one of many, no The Brothel a unique place which others could be only pale, imperfect copies of. He leaned back getting more comfortable. Then she asked him what she could tempt him. He blinked in confusion at the suggestion of jumping down the rabbit hole. The dive under into Lady's embrace had him cocking his head to one in much the way a confused cat would do. He clearly did not understand either of her references. Her last question he understood very well and looked down at her form once again licking his lips. He looked back up into her eyes and as her hand reached for his arm the armor covering that limp simply receded up to his shoulder. So by the time her skin touched him she only touch skin too. He reached up with the other arm, which was no bare too, turning more to face her he gently touched those golden strands on her head. “I don't know what you mean by the rabbit hole or the dive under, but I definitely like gold.”<br/><br/>He watched her face as she touched his arm and gave it a squeeze. Her touch was soft and quite pleasant and the squeeze only emphasized to her how firm his muscles. He saw the lust in her gaze and it was instantly matched in his own as a low purr started in his chest. His smile brightened even further when she gave him her name, Lyric, but then he blinked and his smile faltered just a bit when she told him she was the owner of this place, his purring stopped abruptly. “I'm called Tyger, Dear Lyric. This a very fine establishment you have here. Please forgive my moment of disappointment. Where I come from the proprietors of such places rarely personally sees to us patron's needs, and I was quite hoping you were just one of the girls. For my tastes tonight truly are more golden.”