<div class="floatleft">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg142/ElectricBadger/Characters/90031511-ebbe-4b70-853d-8fb39e25b4f3_zps2a26dcef.jpg)    </div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Arianna Morgan</span><br/>Kitsune Transmuter & Bartender (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=178661.msg8519539#msg8519539)<br/>Location: The Study<br/>Tagging: Amatha, Roland<hr/>At Amatha's gasp, Arianna looked over to raise a brow at her companion's obvious distress.  It was more inquiring than disapproving; she was used the nymph's ways and considered her terrific entertainment.  Clearly she was currently trying to mask her situation, but the flushed cheeks, sheen of sweat, and the unconscious thrusting of her hips made it obvious what was occurring and where.  It was up to Arianna to keep Roland's attention, as well as that of any of the servants nearby, to allow Amatha to escape with her pride and reputation intact.<br/><br/>She smiled wickedly instead, and interrupted the negotiations to gesture to the girl.  "This is Amatha.  She's a bit of a mascot in a way; very powerful in her own right, but also rather cursed.  Not that we mind terribly, but she has certain...needs.  The only mercy is to sate them, I'm afraid.  Would you have any staff available that might be able?  Or take a turn yourself, if you wish.  She won't mind."  Arianna shifted her attention.  "Would you, Amatha?  Here,"  a gesture and a thick white candle flew into Amatha's hand from a nearby sconce; it was long and rigid, with a few bumps along the side caused by dripping trails of wax.  "Get on the table there, hmm?  It's only polite to share your beauty with our host."  Satisfied, she returned to her conversation about trade agreements with Roland as though this were a typical occurance, continuing to chat whether or not he took advantage of Amatha.