"Surprised? We come in all<em>shapes</em>and<em>sizes</em>," Lyrio winked like a dirty old man, which he was! He plucked the letter from Trinia's hand and waved it in the air playfully while turning his attention to the crowd - and Arisa. After all, he had her to thank for bringing him here to make the big announcement. He smiled at the pretty innkeep before he noticed an odd shift in the folds of her skirt, and then looked her right in the eyes with a lurid grin, like he knew.<br/><br/>"You heard her!" he shouted, directing the sudden flood of questions the townsfolk had about this. Some even wondered aloud what a tax collector even was - it'd been so long since the Duke sent one.<br/><br/>But all the while at least one person didn't care about the makeshift public forum. At all! He found something else to occupy his hands, something plush and soft and so pliant no matter how much Arisa squirmed trying to escape without anyone noticing. For Jacob the butcher's nephew it'd started as an accident, a brush of his hand against her ass when he thought to charge ahead and impress Lyrio. His family couldn't possibly afford any taxes anyway, so why not make up for it with hard work?<br/><br/>But then the crowd began to grow, and he got pushed even further against Arisa from behind. The innkeeper was always on his case, making sure he didn't run a tab he couldn't afford, chastising him for making Liliana cry once. He would have panicked any other day, worried that Arisa might embarrass him or worse, call her big ugly husband on him. But not today. Uther wasn't here, and Lyrio was.<br/><br/>He gave her a pinch just to test the waters, but once given an inch Jacob rushed to plunge his hands wrist deep anywhere he could. His fingers began to dig between her cheeks, pulling her skirt into the cleavage as he fished for tender places, all while pretending to be oblivious. At first Arisa seemed like she couldn't tell it was him, but soon enough he was breathing harder and harder, and right up against her ear!<br/><br/>Meanwhile the crowd, at first curious, began to throw curses and shout about the injustice. Lyrio roped Trinia even closer now and leaned in to whisper in her ear. "You know what'll happen if the Duke hears this town put their hands on one of his agents, right?" he threatened, guessing she was a bit more worldly and level headed than the country bumpkins around them.