<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=155611.msg7117913#msg7117913">Quote from: Oniya on 24-10-2012, 16:10:59</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Greetings," he said, taking that as a proper opening.  "I'd be... of a Path,... a bit... not for others to know."  For the first time, he chided himself for his impetuousness.  He should have watched longer - listened closely - learned more.  But, there was no turning back.  He grasped at the first place-name that he had heard from the caravan.  "Go thou to Kistr?"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Scarlet nodded, "Oh, 'tis something I understand all too well, I'm afraid. I shant pry, I should not have asked, methinks." She thought a moment, "Kistr? Nay, my lord, we move towards Feria. Mayhap thou ist lost?"<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=155611.msg7118561#msg7118561">Quote from: Angel Eros on 24-10-2012, 18:43:54</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Artemis cocked his head to one side with a wide smile at the request made of him, whisking his flute from its holder and twirling it elaborately. "Why I know tunes from the far Southern Coast alkyl the way to the Northern Mountains! You enjoy the more... risque, eh?" He chuckled and placed his flute to his lips, fingers finding their place along the silver I instrument before he began to play. It began a bright, lighthearted tune of a couple coming together, something to be heard anywhere... But as the music turned more deep, more sensual it's origins would be clear.<br/><br/>It positively reeked of sexual mystique and intrigue, and the bard continued to play for several moments as his eyes skimmed across the group, raising a subtle eyebrow at the question posed by the dark-skinned oddity.<br/><br/>... surely Kistr was in the opposite direction?<br/><br/>His curiosity was piqued. And a bard's curiosity wasn't easily satisfied...<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The look in her eyes changed, almost like a different person, the music moving Katrina to take over and she began to recite along with the bard's wonderful fluting.<br/><br/><em>He saw his girl and watched her there<br/>Was fair of skin a dark of hair<br/>Her lips as sweet as morning dew<br/>Her skin so soft, her love so true<br/>He took her down onto his bed<br/>He hooked her knees and slowly spread<br/>His tongue, he dipped into her pot<br/>Explored her 'til he found her spot<br/>She'd never felt quite this alive<br/>His tongue swirled 'round 'til she arrived</em>