Shay was almost disappointed that Yewbough wasn't entirely surprised by her...well, by her being there. Had the bard pegged her for more than just a traveler or was he just so relieved? She decided not to ask as she made full use of their good fortune to not only pose the sisters in a compromising position for their employer to find, but to also, as Yewbough suggested, stuff their pussies with a toy--though Shay, feeling particularly vindictive at being discovered due to her own in inability to hit a distracted person in the back of the skull, pushed a whole string of anal beads up the cautious sister's ass. She locked the chastity belts with a satisfied smirk and pocketed the keys.<br/><br/>"I half thought about storming the room like a knight, but decided to be subtle," Shay would say. "Whole lot of good that did me." The heavy footsteps drew Shay to the door. Seeing the small gathering of workers, Shay let out a small groan. Turning to Yewbough, Shay said, "We need to defuse the situation; rescuing you wasn't the only reason I came here--but it was the main one." She gave the bard a warm smile. "If you can glamour yourself to appear as one of the half-elves and dismiss the workers, that would be easiest. Tell them that the intruder escaped and that they should get back to work or else incur Huninghorn's wrath. Or if you glamour me, I could do just that. Or I could give them a phantom to chase." It was either exercise authority or produce an illusion for the workers to chase--Shay much prefer the latter because that gave them more control over the situation.