Ah Rolaf, oh how she loved that adorable old bastard!  He was so fun to tease and he did know how to tease a woman's body!  She'd offered countless times to blow him, but never had he done more than let her sit on his lap as he groped her breasts.  Still, if there was anyone that she felt she could rely on, it would be him.  Apparently dwarves found her enjoyable; Madame Stormhammer, pervy Rolaf... she hadn't been with one in a while though... perhaps tonight she'll change that.  After she found the killer she'd been after for so long; that was paramount.<br/><br/>She didn't stop at her old home long; too many memories, so a glance was all she could muster before steeling herself and heading directly for the Laelith Defenders guildhouse.  There she entered without hesitation, and there was but one guard in front, young, green, but promising.  He clearly found her attractive - she knew that look anywhere and had seen it plenty of times before - and honestly it was rather flattering.  She smiled sweetly as she approached, leaning over so that he didn't have to strain to admire her breasts (not that she had to lean far forward at all), and figured since he seemed off-balance she might as well just take charge.<br/><br/>"Young guard, I am Lirdylene Teken'urden, you may call me Ylene." she stated, her voice breathy, naturally seductive, yet firm in tone "I am the ex-slave of Kristen d'Nevein, the woman whom was murdered two weeks ago.  I believe I was originally<em>falsely</em>accused and arrested on suspicion of the murder after I found the body and called for the guard.  I had something come to me in a dream about the murder weapon that I hadn't noticed before, and I would like to take a look at it if you don't mind.  I may be the only one who can help, unless you can read Undercommon of course."