Rathazul chuckled and poured more tea into her cup.  He upended the tea into the cup, filling it about halfway but draining the pot to do so.  "Well miss, I suppose if you can keep your corruption low and your virginity in tact... hmmmm."<br/><br/>He pondered and looked up at the sky which was quickly growing dark now that the sun was beginning to set somewhere off to the west.  One long clawed finger scratched at his hair chin.  Finally he looked back to Leanna, "I suppose I could offer you this;  If you come back tomorrow night and ... ahem... donate more fluid in my special cloths.  I could see to pay you... oh... twenty gems?"<br/><br/>He held up his finger, "And to sweeten the pot, you can sleep under my wagon each night that you do so as well.  I have special wards about my wagon, no one will harm you while you sleep in my camp.  A promise better than a camp fire, I promise you that."<br/><br/>Leanna looked as if she was about to say something but the rat man clucked his tongue, "And before you ask, the magical potency in your essence isn't something you can just churn out, so no, you can't just spend the entire night here, jilling off.  Once tonight is all that I'll need, and if you can stay pure, then so be it down the road.  But don't jump at that chance... this place has a way of turning people eventually, I don't know how long you think you'll be able to last.  Also without gaining strength from some of the corrupted food and drink in this place, you'll always be too weak to defend yourself.  I'm afraid if you try too hard to maintain your purity, you'll be bested and find that your virginity suffers."<br/><br/>He chuckled and held out a hand, in that hand a folded white cloth about a foot square and pure white,  "Do we have a deal?"