<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=182214.msg8916241#msg8916241">Quote from: Wintercat on 17-09-2013, 16:07:47</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>"Looks like we have the chance to start."</strong> She smirked a bit, then looking at Alana amused. <strong>"Good Guard, Bad Guard routine or sexy guard, teasing guard one?"</strong> She remarked jokingly, considering the approaches they might need to take with these guards to extract the information they required.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><strong>"Why not both?"</strong>Alana says with a wicked smile spreading across her face, slipping behind the door and out of immediate sight for when the guardsman came into the room, setting her coat down across a shelf. By his name, she had already assumed him to be a dragonborn, and if he was to be properly motivated, she would at least get to have fun with her unique form of interrogation.<br/><br/>As he walked in, Alana's body was already shifting behind the door, her red skin shifting to become scales, her jaw extending and wings reshaping... in seconds she had gone from a demonic temptress to a lithe red-scaled dragonborn with bony crown accents at her temples and sharp elongated claws as her fingertips. As he announced himself she gave a gentle 'purr' in her throat, clicking her long serpent tongue against the back of her throat. Her scaled lips spread into her usual wicked smile, her lithe scaled body clad only in red scales and the leather garments she had arrived in originally. Extending a hand like a serpent, she danced and slid her clawed fingertips across the back of his neck, playing along the edge of a series of his copper scales.<br/><br/><strong>"Ohhh, I think I like this prey..."</strong>she says with another round of clicking and rumbling deep within her throat.<strong>"But does he know what we need... does he know where the symbol is..."</strong>she says, speaking as if he wasn't really there, her nearly glowing eyes running up and down the dragonborn's body as her sliding dancing claw-tips played along the other side of his shoulder before slipping off, stepping behind him to slowly step some comfortable feet from him.<br/><br/>((Might as well go the "Dangerously Seductive" route with Perform. At 2013-09-18 05:17:24, Alana (uid: 29915) rolls: 1d20a12 Result: 28 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=50243)<br/>And of course the sense motive to see if he reacts to her final statement of where it is. At 2013-09-18 05:19:03, Alana (uid: 29915) rolls: 1d20a12 Result: 25 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=50245)))