Tehr laughed, "Oh what a bitter sweet capture that must have been for the drow.  Not a lot of hard information makes its way up to us about the black skinned elves, but one thing that rumor seems to all agree upon is that they are a matriarchal society.  That men are treated as almost second class citizens.  I don't know if it's true, but it would explain why the chance to oogle five lovely maidens would make him careless.  He probably had trouble fighting with so much of his blood directed away from his limbs."<br/><br/>Tehr laughed and after a respectable pause and discussion of the story, including Tehr's hinting that he's almost consider it worth it to get a chance to watch Ironna and four others frolic in the all together.  In his mind he had already decided that this visit might just be ground work and bedding the bawdy dwarf might take at least one other follow up visit.  But that didn't mind that he wasn't going to keep dropping the suggestions.  After all, a seed that was not planted would never blossom.<br/><br/>"My turn for a story eh?"  he asked, tapping his chin.  "Well, I've always been a lusty man, taken with the female form.  From even my boyhood before I even knew what I was doing, I knew that I was fascinated with women.  Their smell, their shape, their feel, the mystery and delights they offered.  Well, my mother is a very strong woman.  She's wise and has a will of iron that is typical of the rumors of the people of her country.  She came from Italia you see, direct nobility from Romana in fact.  Well, when I was a youth, a teen aged lad of..."  He paused trying to recollect the exact age, "... I guess somewhere in my sixteenth year?  Well anyways, I wasn't taking to the sport that my father preferred, and as the second son, my care and education fell to my mother.  In a noble house only the first son matters usually."<br/><br/>He wouldn't mention the passing of his brother, but if she asked, he would be open and honest about it.  But since it wasn't relevant to the story, would gloss over that for now.  He continued, "So my mother took it into her head that I could possibly be a great artist.  This was just around the time my magical talent was beginning to blossom mind you.  So she had me taking lessons from tutors on painting, drawing, sculpting, singing, even dance.  I was atrocious at all of them mind you, but I pretended to enjoy painting and drawing.  So my mother let me focus on those."<br/><br/>He shifted in his seat, blood beginning to flow southward at the memory of what he was about to tell,  "Why would I pretend to enjoy these things?  Well, my teacher was a very elderly man who often fell asleep, sometimes mid sentence.  But he was also a classic trained Italian artist, and he said that the foundations were important.  As such he encouraged hours and hours of drawing and painting of live nudes.  A task I often recruited only the prettiest of servant girls into.   Then once the master was asleep, the servant girl and I could sneak off and fool about.  One of the first spells I had learned would take the charcoal and quickly cover the pages with poor sketches, or apply the paint to the canvas.  It was gods awful, as bad as if it had been my own hand.  But it allowed me to complete hours of bad work in minutes.  Now, I had already lost my virginity at this point, and I was quite persuasive to the serving girls, and very kind to them as well.  Never once would I force myself upon them, but I did learn a spell that... hmmm... encouraged them to look at me as more than just the master of the house's second son.  A spell which I would be glad to show you some day, but not today, as you've already expressed that you do not wish to bed me.  I would not wish for you to take me to your bedchamber with anything other than your own free will mind you."<br/><br/>Tehr glanced at that open door to her bed chamber and sighed before finishing his story, "So it went about a month or two.  Me bedding various serving girls, even the older women who would pose, age mattered not.  Then after two months of absolutely atrocious artwork, it became obvious that I was not cut out to be an artist and the master returned to Italia.  But by that point I had made enough of an effect on many of the serving girls that I never again needed to work very hard to find a partner for the night.  It didn't hurt that my own reputation spread throughout the family of servants about my prowess and skill even at an early age.  So I found new partners introducing themselves to me after that, eager to find out if the rumors were true."<br/><br/>He chuckled, "But of course there's always a turn isn't there?"<br/><br/>He sighed and rubbed a hand across his face, "My mother, while aware that my artwork was garbage, chose the 'best' pieces to display in her study.  She was proud of her son, even though the result was... quite frankly awful.  So a year later an uncle came to visit who was a powerful mage.  He immediately recognized that the artwork was done by cheating with magic.  While he secretly approved of using magic for such 'frivolity' he told my mother, and she forced him to punish me.  While I was too old to be bent over a knee, I wasn't yet officially a man.  So I needed to be disciplined in some way.  So my uncle used his magic to strip me nude and then force me to stand in the courtyard for hours, frozen in a pose one might find a male model taking."<br/><br/>Tehr mimicked the pose, one fist on hip, shoulders turned so they were akimbo to his hips, and his chin held high looking off into the distance,  "For hours, I was forced to hold this pose as my entire house, and the entire house of servants walked past me.  Even that wasn't too bad, till one joker thought it would be fun to use a bit of string and a leaf to cover my manhood as a joke."<br/><br/>Tehr shook his head and laughed, "So that taught me to be a little more subtle with my magic and with my dalliances."<br/><br/>Tehr mentally recalled the spell he mentioned, Awaken Libido, and knew that if he needed he could use his ring to cast it.  But would only do so if Ironna asked him to do so.