Of course, the 'Lady' Rose had actually sworn by was her own patron deity, Selune, also known as 'Our Lady of Silver' among her followers, and not Tymora, the Lady Luck...  But that didn't much matter at the moment.  After all, they certainly were both finding a great deal of fortune that night, as well as a great deal of pleasure.  The shifter wasn't in much shape to object to Luneth's wording, either.  Her partner's every touch was driving her wild, pushing her that much closer to the edge... and eventually, with that thumb of his circling around, she was pushed over it.<br/><br/>"Annnnh...!  L-Luneth...  I'm coming!"<br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>Now, for the moment, let us leave those two lovers to bask together on that bed in the wonderful afterglow.  Luneth might have been a bit worried to find out that some special endurance training left Rose ready and able to continue right off, but after a few times dealing with men who were more easily fatigued, the shifter was willing to cuddle for a little while, while he readied himself for round two.  But, for the moment, let us turn out attention back out on deck, where Aria was even now mingling with the crowd...<br/><br/>However the tiefling had passed her time when the shifter took her leave, the arrival of a rather unusual lady would undoubtedly catch her attention.  She certainly caught everyone else's.<br/><br/>Her features were flawless, beautiful and perfect when put together overall.  Perhaps each individual element might have seemed a bit exaggerated when taken individually, those expressive eyes, the full lips, outrageous bust and womanly hips...  Yet, all the pieces seemed to fit together in exactly the right ways, combining with some innate charm to give her an air of mystery and passion.  The contrasting appearance didn't hurt, either, golden eyes and silver hair working with bronze-flecked skin to give the appearance of some celestial background, yet a pair of vivid, yellow butterfly wings made for an unmistakably fey touch.  The way the very air seemed to shimmer and sparkle around her drew some attention, as well.<br/><br/>Her clothing was fairly simple, yet eye-catching all the same.  A set of vivid red robes clothed her body, looking almost priestly but for the decidedly immodest cut.  In the back, at least, the presence of her wings made it necessary that the edge of the fabric dip dangerously low, an opening in the back that dipped down even below her waist could easily have been explained away as being needed to get the wings to fit through when said robes were slipped on each day.  The front, though?  That mostly seemed to be showing off, especially with the way the top-most layer was just transparent enough to give some tantalizing glimpses of the far more skimpy layers beneath.  There was also a holy symbol as well, lips painted crimson denoting this particular woman as a priestess of Sharess.<br/><br/>Yet, once again offering up a contrast, there was a cat being cradled delicately in one of her slender arms, one with fiery orange fur and white stripes, and between the items it wore, which glowed with distinct magical auras to Aria's newly-permanencied Arcane Sight, and the unusual intelligence with which it looked over its surroundings, the assumption could easily have been made that it was an arcane spellcaster's familiar.<br/><br/>The hand on the arm that was currently not occupied by a feline companion, rather than petting the kitty as might have been assumed, was currently holding up a brochure for the boat, and the woman was looking both it and the boat over with a distinct air of appraisal.  Clearly another potential buyer...