<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/ee7XrNa.png)</div>Shay found herself openly admiring Madam Violet's figure the whole way to the elite, hidden restaurant among the city's less affluent neighborhoods. The purple robes left nothing to the imagination and yet Shay wished them gone so she could stare at those dark breasts and cock unobstructed. The young priestess' thoughts turned away from Violet to food the moment their meal arrived upon their table. For city that was in the middle of a siege, the small feast they were given was down right criminal. And no doubt cost an illegal sum of coin to purchase. If there was one thing you couldn't fault a Society madam for was that they would wine and dine you to your hearts content before fucking your brains out.<br/><br/>Immediately, Shay dug into her meal, going first for her salad which had a delightfully sweet dressing--hints of wine and berries burst into her mouth with each bite. Shalyn worked into her potato next while listening to Madam Violet. "That's the extent of my knowledge," Shay said, making cubed morsels of her steak. "Gathered from Madam Scarlet's library. I've little else to go on, but hearing that one of the Devices may be close by emboldens my resolve to find it." Falkirk was a ways off, both in Shay's confidence to go to a land now ruled by a red dragon and in the fact that it was a major detour from the pilgrim's ring, the path most took on their holy journeys, whether it was heading clockwise or counter through the major cities of Westrun. Falkirk, as far as Shay was concerned, may end up being her final stop on her pilgrimage.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Religion Check Success</div><div class="spoiler_body">Result: 11 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=90592)</div></div><br/><br/>"Is this where you tell me the rumors your heard place the relic deep withing Whiteskull territory?" Shay gave Violet a sly grin. Wishful thinking on her part, she knew.<br/><br/>Beneath the table, Shay slid a foot out from one her boots. They were seated close enough that she didn't have to resort to needless stretching. She the side of her ankle against the inside of Violet's leg. On Shay's part, she kept her face coyfully neutral. Scarlet had spoke fondly of Violet before, and Shay knew no madam wouldn't appreciate some playfulness from a fellow faithful.