<div class="floatright">(http://i10.servimg.com/u/f10/10/06/41/26/c_dirk11.jpg)</div><strong>Sabisstra Melafin</strong>(http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=927855)<br/><br/>Exploring a bit more of the mansion, the drow came across several useful items, though they helped little in her current position. She could always jump out the windows of the greenhouse and set the place ablaze, but as the babau said, she'd have nowhere to go and the teleporting demons would track her down immediately. Deception was the only way to go. Having used and weaponized her body in the past, Sabisstra considered crossing the line of fucking a demon. The wretch seemed genuinely interested and was thickheaded enough to be manipulated... She had to make some compromises with herself, and she could only hope she wasn't making too many of them in favor of a plan that was a long shot at best still.<br/><br/>Taking the bag of holding, the assassin gathered what she could, though the armor suits made her weary of the room with the large carpet and fireplace so she stayed away. She even bagged her current wand and weapon, and brought the healing potions she came across before... she might need them if the demon has its way with her. Of course she knew better than to trust a fiend, but this long shot was perhaps her best chance, considering long-term goals.<br/><br/>Returning to the Babau, she flirted with the thing long enough to gain some more information.<br/>"You are by far the most interesting person I met on this plane so far. What do you say we help eachother out, hm? If you fetch me that potion, I'll show you a time you won't see again... I'll even spy for you in Rivenheart... but in order to do that effectively I will need a package delivered there without anyone else knowing... I need you to take this bag to the Amaranth Palace the day after I'm sent back there... ask for me and I'll let you play with me some more... but I need the bag and its contents delivered to my hands only. If we're lucky, I might even get into a position where I can tap into the information flow of the city, and you seem like a man who knows how to take an opportunity...  and I'm sure a flexible, nimble drow can give you a time no succubi or commoner whores you could taste so far could."<br/><br/>While she tempted the creature in husky voice, she also reached down towards it's grotesque member, starting to fondle and caress it as she began pumping it to hardness, her grip softening and tightening around the shaft irregularly, making the handjob even more exciting for the babau.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Dealing with the Babau</div><div class="spoiler_body">Rolled exactly 30 for diplomacy... hopefully offering her body and tempting him with opportunities is enough to win him over to her side... I basically want to 'save' the equipment in the bag of holding, and bring it over to the Amaranth Palace to begin arming Sabisstra's drow squad... in time. The contents of the bag are: the +2 cold iron knuckle axe, the wand of fireballs, scroll of phantom steed, 4 doses of dark reaver powder, potion of firebreath, potion of zone of silence, the 8 cold iron daggers wrapped in a piece of fabric torn from a decorative curtain or blanket, 6 flasks of alchemists fire secured in a similar way, and the staff of charms. <br/>Sabisstra brought the remaining 2 healing potions close by so if the demon gets rough with her, she can use them after the act.</div></div>