<em>Spout lore on Hugsbane: 12</em><br/><br/>Mandy walked down the road at her master’s right hand, and a step behind.   The healthy bodied redhead was still a little amazed at the turn her life had taken.  When she’d sold herself to Karl Jaden’s Fine Concubines and Skilled Slaves for the money to get her beloved mentor out of debt, she’d expected to wind up in the service of a spoiled adventuring lordling.  Instead, a rugged but beautiful woman—temporarily wealthy from some recent treasure trove—purchased her bond.  Mandy hadn’t known Lanethe very long, but the older woman seemed to respect her knowledge and power as much as her beauty, which made Mandy very happy.<br/><br/>The redhead wore a copper collar, a copper chain around her waist and a matching garter at her left hip, holding her dagger at the ready.  Her sandals were white and wrapped up her calves to the knee.  She also wore a pristine white top, snug to her bosom, with a v neck, laced just bellow her breasts and baring her tight, slender waist from there down.  She also wore two strips of silky white cloth hanging from the copper chain, one covering most of her legs and hanging almost to her knees, the other just as long in back, covering most of her bottom.<br/><br/>She took a step closer to Lanethe as the four fell into line at the entrance tot eh gate.  “I know that drug, master,” She explained, “It’s a highbred of redwort and ginseng.  My father and brothers used to use small amounts of it when they meant to work all night n the fields.  An overdose can be easily fatal, though.”<br/><br/>She glanced at the other members of the party with a polite smile on her dusty pink lips.  “Do you suppose someone tried to use it in a youth potion?”  She shrugged, “It could just as easily be unrelated to the queen’s call.”<br/>