<div class="floatleft"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Vesz'tyrr</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/54/Drow_by_Nythande2.jpg)</div></div></div>The drow smirked a bit as he stood at the edge of the bed, not hiding the way he watched the Druid at all, enjoying the way he arched his back to slide his pants off. Of course he wasn't wearing anything beneath, Vesz'tyrr wouldn't have expected otherwise. This man so easily bent to his will, it was a bit of a shame he wasn't allowed to have anything 'dangerous' in his room unless a client specifically brought it to him. This also required them to agree to the terms the brothel had regarding that if they brought the drow something dangerous and he hurt them with it, the brothel had no liability. Hence there were no ropes, no knives, no candles, nothing he was sure this man might appreciate. If he returned perhaps he would plan a bit more in advance.<br/><br/>"You must have something you desire from me. Speak," Vesz'tyrr commanded, eyes still on the Druid as he remained where he stood, arms folded. "Perhaps if you continue to behave, I will take it into consideration."