Lady Jarmaath smiles back. "And next time, do<em>me</em>a favor, and knock politely at the front door, instead of breaking into my house, and triggering the security wards," she replies. She leans back, arching an eyebrow as she handles Erin so roughly, but says nothing about it. The half-elf doesn't seem entirely pleased at being treated like a toy, but after a few moments, her tongue starts to work over Chess' sex, and fairly aggressively at that.<br/><br/>"So eager to get to business, are you? I suppose that's good. I'd offer you a glass of wine, but my maid seems to be rather indisposed, at the moment," she says, lightly. "Very well. I'll admit this job is of a bit of a... sensitive nature, and, were it not for the fact that I also suspect they've been infiltrated as well, I would likely have tackled this problem through more legal means, such as the city guard. You see, a number of my<em>investments</em>around the city have started encountering problems, in the last month. Most notably, a number of young women, indirectly in my employ, have gone missing, without a trace. Normally, I would simply write the problem off to bad luck, but it seems to be happening a little too... consistently, especially since the last young woman to disappear is the daughter of a dear friend of mine, which has made this situation a bit more personal. Now, as I said, were that all the problem consisted of, I'd contact the guard, and inform them of my suspicions, but, unfortunately, my research into the subject has uncovered evidence that the problem may be somewhat more complex. One of my associates has managed to locate one of the missing girls, as well as the creature he suspects is holding her captive. Are you familiar with succubi, Chess?"