<div class="floatright">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/04fd85f8-26e8-4c1b-ad91-4015c600383e/ddnn82s-a7766271-8f5c-46cc-bcb2-035ad27b2c54.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzA0ZmQ4NWY4LTI2ZTgtNGMxYi1hZDkxLTQwMTVjNjAwMzgzZVwvZGRubjgycy1hNzc2NjI3MS04ZjVjLTQ2Y2MtYmNiMi0wMzVhZDI3YjJjNTQuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.ph-3HwiPc0OmaLmpyoQs6J98SYlWynZCgswSaO_4QIU)</div><strong>"What are you doing?"</strong>He asked out of the blue, looking down at her lying on the floor at the foot of the bed. He undid his cloak first and draped it over the mattress and then the bedroll and blanket afterwards.<strong>"Go ahead and take the bed. I'll be busy for the moment so I won't be sleeping just yet."</strong>For the moment, he would barricade the door with the wooden board and heads for the table. He sets up the alchemical kit from his backpack and began to kneel down. He had made preparations to fashion together some good elixirs and bombs for potentially dangerous encounters. Now in the inn was as good of a time as any to craft them. The soft hiss of alchemy was the only sounds to come from his direction as he worked on the ingredients for elixir of life. He had a feeling he would need at least two of these for the purposes of mending injury just in case and finally tanglefoot bags because there was just the two of them. Slowing opposition down would help one survive the dangers of the outside world.<br/><br/>Whilst he worked, it gave Laya the time to watch him work as she had the luxury of a bed to sleep upon. His eyes were focused upon the table and being quite careful with every ingredient and every procedure in order to make sure he doesn't do something catastrophic. Darius had his urges naturally after the song of Laya and he felt it best to channel that into something constructive. She was not his and he was hired to protect her and her body for the one he was to escort her towards. But that image of her nude and seated upon the table singing to him with such intimacy was a cloudy thought and it drew a smile to him to at least indulge in the memory. Finally his work was done and he would check the results of his efforts to make sure he had done it right. He'd know if he had because it might cover him in that sticky sinew for his efforts.<br/><br/>After his efforts he would take a seat, moving the chair to the wall across from the door. He sat down and then placed his bastard sword, sheathed upon his left shoulder. All the better to watch the door and have his sword at the ready, just in case someone was eager to try and steal a lovely slave. After all there was only himself guarding her and it wouldn't take a genius to have the notion to steal a prized slave for themselves if it was an easy target. The Hellhound glanced over to her to see if she was looking at him or if she was asleep.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Darius makes a Crafting Check to make a 2 Tanglefoot Bags and 2 Elixir of Life using the Alchemical Crafting Feat.<br/>At 2021-08-17 13:31:44, Laughing Hyena (uid: 10552) rolls: 1d20a3 Result: 13 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=155079)