<strong>Name;</strong>Eldrith Lightstone, Zachariah<br/><strong>Location;</strong>The Prancing Pony in Everesta<br/><strong>Tagged;</strong>Victoria Blaze, Morgul the Necromancer<br/><br/>It wasn't everyday that she had someone asking to be let into her room that wasn't her folks, either in reality or in Eden, but Eldrith got up from the bed, her pack by the foot of it and opened the door, seeing it was just the man she wanted to see.  "Morgul?  What are you doing here?"  She asked, her eyes lighting up as she stood by the door and let him by if he wished, smiling softly all the while.  "I'm glad it's you to tell the truth.  It's been a while since I've talked to anyone that wasn't already a close friend.  What can I do for you?"<br/><br/>Zachariah meanwhile was getting a rather....interesting front row seat to Victoria's very sexy body.  He felt his cheeks burning quite intensely as she lead his hand to her breast.  He didn't fight her, had no way to do so really as he shuddered just visibly at the feel of her soft flesh under his dexterous hand.<strong>"I'm not....first time doing that really."</strong>He admitted, but then she asked when was the last time he had had anyone to help him relax, in not so many words.<strong>"Never....like this.  I've done nothing but hunt since my village was destroyed and I was in turn saved by another of my order of hunters."</strong>He admitted, that old pain having not dulled in the least.  Still, he had gotten past the worst of it as he looked into Victoria's eyes with his own yellow orbs.<strong>"If you're offering what I think you are then I would most definitely accept Victoria."</strong>