<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i659.photobucket.com/albums/uu315/Pale_Enchantress/Vicdaen.jpg)<br/></div></div><br/>“Wow she is really something!” The sailor at Abduxuel's side exclaimed while watching some ribbon dancer. The fey creature had been attracted to Moohaven as a cultural playground and center of art and learning. The atmosphere had changed recently though with all this commotion about bar portents causing a bit of negative psychic resonance among mortal minds. The festival calmed that down though and Abduxuel wasn't displeased with his choice in escort for the elaborate occasion. First Mate Swain wasn't anything too special of course, but he had several things going for him. He was ruggedly handsome for a human his age, decently paid, on shore leave, and lacked any family to need to spend his money on. Or any family to miss him should things turn bitter.<br/><br/>“Is she?” Abduxuel replied idly watching the dancing performer, the rhinestones in his hair glistening in the natural light. The fey creature raised a flawlessly sculpted eyebrow as he say her exchange her ribbon for a sword. “Well she is certainly limber. I wonder how long she can keep all this up?”  he said admitting that the display wasn't above mediocre.<br/><br/>“It seems pretty easy for her. She must practice a lot” Swain nodded to his winged companion in observation to his question.<br/><br/>“Ah darling that's not what I meant.” Abduxuel shrugged and stepped away to browse some of the nearby jewelry stands. “I mean how long before the weight of age begins to slow her down. Will the little girl look so enticing as a young woman? What about as an old woman. Even the elves grow slow and brittle.”<br/><br/>“You  make it sound so dire” Swain replied mentally counting the coins he had brought with him as he saw his companion eye up a pair of jade absinthe rose earrings. “When I get old I want to remember the time I spent here with you and smile”. Swain couldn't stop undressing the other man with his eyes, something made easy by the fine silks of Abduxuels revealing outfit.<br/><br/>“The wine will flow freely tonight I'm sure” Abduxuel spread his lips in a sly grin. “I'm here to embrace the bacchanal. Wait until you see me dance.”<br/><br/>