The gate room never ceased to amaze Valencia. She took a moment to simply admire the thirty-five portals in their entirety, a marvel of their guild much like the rest of the fortress. She would salute her fellow journeymen as she passed them, always appreciative of the work they did guarding the entrance to their base and home. The half-elf smiled when she was greeted by the elven twins. She thanked them for the message and the instructions and without another moment's waste she stepped through thirty-second portal, her mithral coin in hand.<br/><br/>Exiting the closet she found herself in, Valencia promptly found the door within the simple wall just on the other side. To be truthful, Valencia wasn't entirely sure she had taken the portal thirty-two before and when she found herself in the cellar, she was more than sure of it. The racks of wine and beers tempted Valencia, but she knew better than to steal from an associate of the guild. Valencia smiled when she found Sune, awaiting her at the stairwell, indulging herself in a bottle.<br/><br/>Valencia couldn't help but laugh a little when Sune asked if she chose the alternative payment option for her poisons. Catching the open bottle, Valencia readily took a swig; if there was one thing the half-elf loved more than the taste of cum it was the taste of a properly made mead. The particular mead was especially sweet, the alcohol an almost unnoticeable sting amid the sweetness of the nectar.<br/><br/>As Sune stretched, Valencia replied, "I paid for my poisons through coin; the Drow woman who ran the shop lacked a cock unfortunately and I didn't have time to make her orgasm again after a dwarf lass had just satisfied her." She grinned as she took another drink from the bottle before tossing it back to her mistress. "I don't mind at all, been a while since I've had a partner that larger than me...and as long as you're watching Mistress Sune, I'd do anything with her." She gave the master a wink.<br/><br/>Once Val was told she could select any bottle from the shelves, she didn't pause to take a bottle of mead, practically cradling the bottle as one would a newborn before placing it inside her haversack. Val didn't need to be told twice or reminded of procedure, but it was good to know she could talk with Sune openly about the details without having to worry about prying ears with not so pure intentions. After swinging her pack back onto her shoulders, Valencia was more than ready to go.<br/><br/>"No sense in delaying any longer, let's go," Valencia said, more than eager to start looking at the documents she was provided. With that she would made her way outside and to the wagon.