<em>The eladrin, smiling, extracts the six rings, offering them to Atelia with open hand.<br/><br/>"Well, regardless, we will reward you as suitably as we may for your efforts and the dangers you and your... allies may undergo."<br/><br/>Right about that moment, the fey barmaid comes into view again, the five drinks balanced skillfully on the tray, though one, Bonesaw's, is roughly three times the size of the other glasses. As she comes closer, Nightshade smiles knowingly, her sharp eyes noting the slight pink flush on the nymph's pale flesh, the slight sheen of sweat and the way it makes what shows of her nubile body glisten, and the way the fey's skirts in particular seem a bit mussed in comparison to what they seemed earlier.<br/><br/>When she reaches the table, she deftly distributes the drinks, to each their own, though she smiles a tad nervously at Nightshade as she gives the succubus her drink, blushing an even deeper red before stepping back.<br/><br/>"If any of you should desire anything else, please ask, and we'll do our best to service you."</em>