<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;">Day 114, Night</span></span></div><br/>The dream-like experience became wet soon enough under the steady, deep prodding, and Kleris might have fallen back to sleep if not for the sudden end and expulsion of the very real—if only partially substantial—intruder and the familiar, alien intrusion of Horishkad into his consciousness.<br/><br/>“Um, y-yeah, I’m fine,” he said aloud, partially for the benefit for the apparition.  “Thaumant?  As in the Thaumant school?  Maybe you’d never harm, but, uh, this is pretty inappropriate…” Kleris didn’t feel too much authority to chide him, being inclusively an elder, an emeritus professor, a spirit beyond the mortal realm, and the fact Kleris’ own nightgown was wet with arousal.  Mentally, he told Horishkad he could release the ghost, but to stay ready.  He didn’t want to start a fight or argument and wake the room if it wasn’t necessary.  Kleris nearly revoked that clemency soon enough, as Thaumant reminisced about past conquests and leered over Rensha, though Horishkad was ready to tamp down those impulses.<br/><br/>“A spell you say…?”  Kleris was always intrigued about new arcane lore, especially exclusive access.  And he was already uncomfortable enough with the situation he was ready to put it behind him as a strange waking dream—he might as well receive some compensation and some evidence to remember it.  Scanning through the ethereal tome on the desk, he saw some spells that seemed familiar enough—polymorphing and enhancing effects—and others entirely new, or rather, old and obscure.  Seeing one that appears Thaumant may have had a lot of experience with, Kleris stabbed a finger.  “Here, a spell allowing the caster to project to any nearby images and likenesses of themselves.  I imagine you’ve been able to hear a lot with your portrait everywhere in the school.  No more surprises in the middle of the night like that, but I think an experienced tutor could be beneficial to both of us, sir.”<br/><br/>[Learn 3rd level transmutation<em>enter image</em>.<br/>Other tempting choices were [3] beast shape I, slow, dragonskin, [4] beast shape II, claim identity, stone shape, celerity, voice of the dragon.]<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;">Day 115, Compensated Dating and CUMS</span></span></div><br/>In Sharn, one quickly learned that the line between “monster” and “humanoid citizen” was very different, or at least blurred.  Goblins, orcs, giants, lizard-people, and even more exotic races were either legitimate visitors or even established residents of the city, able to take advantage of all of its services, or at least those that only discriminated by coin.  Kleris’ shady business didn’t allow much discrimination to say no, especially when the coin was good, and found herself profoundly engulfed by ogreflesh.  Being easily manhandled was one thing, but folded in half to see her own socks was another.  And her trepidation to the giant’s appraisal and dirty talk just made him more excited to literally fill and cover her.  Fortunately she’d had some practice taking Marcus, and her newfound profane gift of transmutation let her push the limits of her body.  Doing her best to accommodate her client, he was only more pleased to go deeper and harder to explore her inner limits.  Held firmly in a mating press by hundreds of pounds, Kleris could just endure and moan encouragement until the ogre finished, leaving her literally flooding when he finally withdrew.  Taking a minute to gingerly unfold and stretch, Kleris did her best to discreetly mop up and clean up her client as well, sending him off with a kiss and thanks for his business.  Checking her ledger, she was gratified that she had finally earned a break.  The business was good, and fun most of the time, but it was a lot of work too, and after that client, she could use a rest.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Having cleaned up and back in proper uniform—the Sleeves of Many Garments allowing one to create a sexy parody of a school uniform—Kleris met up with Rensha and the group back at Redhurst campus.  With the girls, Kleris was able to put forward a bag of coins, Redhurst commissary scrips, and other valuable or arcane gems and materials.<br/><br/>“It’s all about leverage and exploiting in-demand niches.  But good job everyone, we’ve all contributed to make this work.  Some of this is credit to Redhurst school supplies, but we should be able to get some generic tools for ‘classes’ and the rest in the city like Carson said.  I’ve got to trade this in for some scrolls and see someone at Cannith about a wand.  But first, let me see those cards; time to see what fortune holds...”<br/><br/>[Occult skill Prognostication (http://www.d20pfsrd.com/alternative-rule-systems/occult-adventures/occult-rules/occult-skill-unlocks/#Prognostication_Sense_Motive) (via cartomancy): once per day, spend 10 minutes divining.  GM rolls secret Sense Motive check (modifier +17) to give insight in to subject's nature and immediate future.  Determine Kleris' fortune as<em>augury</em>: DC 32.  Meaningful reading of 60% +5% for every point exceeding the DC.]<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Kleris Equipment</div><div class="spoiler_body">Blue whinnis poison x4 120*4<br/>Smokesticks x2 20*2<br/>Thunderstones x3 30*3<br/>Universal solvent 50<br/>Ioun torch 75<br/>Stubborn nail 100<br/>Concealable thieves’ tools 190<br/>Abjurant salt 600<br/>1st level wand (CL 1, repair light damage) 750<br/>1st level scroll (CL 1, protection from evil) 25<br/>2nd level scrolls (CL 3, DC 13, darkvision, resist energy, locate object, see invisibility, shatter, command undead, rope trick) 1050<br/>3rd level scrolls (CL 5, DC 14, daylight, fireball x2, invisibility sphere, slow, water breathing) 2250<br/>2nd level potion (lesser restoration) 300</div></div>