<table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center"><tt class="bbc_tt"><strong>Shayla</strong><br/><strong>Lithsome Rogue</strong><br/>(https://i.imgur.com/dLvHXa0.png)</tt></div><tt class="bbc_tt"><strong>HP</strong> ?  <strong>AC</strong> ? <strong>APP</strong> 12<br/><strong>Guise</strong> Nude<br/><strong>Reputation</strong> None<br/><br/></tt></td><td><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><tt class="bbc_tt"><strong>Appearance</strong><br/>Humanoid          + 6<br/>Young Body        + 4<br/>Perky Breasts     + 1<br/>Cute              + 1<br/><br/></tt></td><td>    </td><td><tt class="bbc_tt"><strong>Outfit</strong><br/><br/></tt></td></tr></tbody></table></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Journal</div><div class="spoiler_body"><tt class="bbc_tt"><strong>Tasks</strong><br/><br/><strong>Encounters</strong><br/>?<br/><br/><strong>Experience</strong><br/>?<br/></tt></div></div><br/></td></tr></tbody></table><hr/><br/>"Let's get that off you," smiled Mr. Salt-and-Pepper. "Mu-uch better."<br/><br/>The older man licked his thumb and slipped the last of Shayla's clothes off her tight body, watching it cascade off slight curves and youthful, bright skin until it pooled at her ankles. The redhead was an uncommon treat for the eyes, a youth just ripe and coming into her own as a woman to be fawned over. Then again, he could say that about all the girls at this quaint little "temple" he lodged at for the night. He had many other things on his mind last night, but every so often he had a bit of under-the-table fun with the spunky girl he caught trying to filch a coin from his pouch. So he made her earn it with a little fishing game under his robes.<br/><br/>Once she came round his door early in the morning, he pulled her inside not wanting to hear anything about packing his things and leaving. Besides, he knew what she was here for, and let no man or woman say Lyrio the merchant was not generous. Not that she made things difficult as he inspected her perky chest, bouncing her shapely tits in his hand.<br/><br/>"How old are you, girl? You're a precocious one," he smiled, lifting Shayla's chin and enjoying the cute pucker of her rosy lips. He smelled of salt and pepper, and not just wore a noble half crown of grey hair. He was about as handsome as a pepper grinder, his nose and cheeks as round as the one in their kitchen, but he seemed a bottomless source of gold coin after gold coin, and Shayla didn't even have to work as hard as Arisa made her to earn each one! "I bet you're popular with the boys in town, hm? Any of them find a special place in your heart... or maybe... down here instead?" he asked, sliding his long fingers down her stomach and between Shayla's legs.