Leleka follows you out of the bath, grinning whilst she spins a full circle, scattering droplets across the smooth stone floor. Her fast reflex allow her to free one arm when you wrap a towel around your bodies’, which she uses to grip you hair, causing water to trickle down her arm. She tilts her neck back to look up at you, pulling your head down to meet her eyes.<br/><br/>Once released she dries her short cropped hair quickly, leaving the ginger strands damp and clumped together whilst she hunts for her white gown. Upon finding it she shakes it several times despite not seeing any sign of dust before returning to your side. She enjoys the attention you give her with the towel and your lips, returning your kisses passionately.<br/><br/>She is however distracted as she considers the weapons, the subject being one of interest to her. “Will they have any enchanted arrow? Or arrows of a special design? I know they have arrows that are designed to subdue and not kill the target, which would be useful, but I also heard of others. Arrows designed to damage objects, ones with hollow tips for poison, arrows that make no sound midflight. I always wanted to try them,” she positively beams.<br/><br/>Presently you release her with a healthy hue to her skin from the vigorous drying and she pulls one her gown, her efforts made awkward by the slight residual dampness. Whilst she is occupied you consider her requests. As a Maiden of Pain you have access to the better stocked armoires, and you are sure that whips and maces will be found there with minor enchantments, but beyond that you are not sure. There will certainly be other weapons, and good quality ones, but they may not have been imbued with magic. You turn to see Lelika standing eagerly by the door, eager to leave.