Lunari looked uncomfortable shifting in the saddle as Nirael spoke.  Uncomfortable and perhaps also a bit aroused?  It was hard to say for certain.<strong>"I do feel comfortable around you,"</strong>she admitted when he smiled his peace offering,<strong> "Strangely enough, in a way you remind me a little bit of my father, the only man I was ever close too.  He and my mother loved each other very much, but he was old already when he came to our villiage.  Older yet when my mother agreed to marry him, and even older still when I was born.  So certainly your youth sets you apart in that way, but there's something else...."</strong><br/><br/>She paused and the two rode in silence for a little bit before she turned, smiling, "He was a tramp in some ways.  Not very common for my people, who might go on adventures when they are young, but tend to enjoy the comforts of home in their later years.  He was always vanishing about on some adventure or another even at his years as I grew up.  Plus he had a healhty sense of excitement and lust for life that I think I see in you..."  She blushed again, but not terribly deeply this time,<strong> "... in your lust for... lust."</strong><br/><br/><strong>"I admit a certain desire.  It has been many months since my father passed and I have had time to grieve."</strong>She gestured at her outfit, breasts heaving outwards, her hips and powerful thighs bared  along with the sides of her smooth and taut buttocks,<strong>"I was taught that everything can be a weapon, and my mother who is considered one of the most beautiful of my clan, told me especially the body can be effective.  So I've cultivated the act of enflaming arousal with a walk, a look, and my dress.  After months of using my body thusly, but never..." </strong>She coughed turning her head away slightly, her silvery eyes not meeting his, she mumbled loudly,<strong> "...never following through on any actions to satisfaction.  I began wondering what it was I was waiting for.  Why I was still holding back.  Always during those moments I told myself that I had a quest.  My mission of finding the new owner of the disc was the most important thing.  Seeing it safely in your hands and warning you of the danger was the only thing that could fill my life.  But now, I find that I know not what my goal is, other than my desire to help you and to make sure that my father's wish that Marda not get the disc be carried out."</strong><br/><br/>She blushed again,<strong> "But those things seem to have less of an urgency as finding you did, leaving such... thoughts... to enter my brain again."</strong><br/><br/>She pondered,<strong>"There are a few places we might rest.  I gave no thought to your spells and apologize for that.  I do not know this area well, only having moved through it rather quickly.  But there is a town ahead about two or three hours, we could be there by lunch time.  It is a trading post and farming town, and not much to speak of, though they do have an inn with a large map of the region painted on one wall.  We could always look at it and make plans from there.   Though if you wish to stop sooner, I see no reason why we can't pull the horses off the road and go into these unclaimed woods and find a clearing where I can stand guard while you... um... do magic?  I know that there is another small creek not too far up the road, we could follow it's banks up stream till we find a safe place to camp for a while."</strong>