At 2016-05-23 16:11:37, Robyn Hood (uid: 15876) rolls: 2d6a2 Result: 14 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=88726) rolling double sixes to play<strong>Cock's Crown</strong>using Charisma! *EVIL GRIN* Hm, I'll make a little coin and take a +1 Forward against the other players.<br/>Also, being<strong>Charming and Open</strong>to the youngest to find out more about him, so he can ask a question of me.<br/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i986.photobucket.com/albums/ae348/Stef82K/Private/Mermaid/tiina_20_zpsn04j2jgp.jpg)</div>"Cock's Crown?" Lorelei's eyes batted as she hopped off her perch and onto the seat with a plunk, intentionally doing it only just as the jeweler's hand moved away hoping to make him think if he had just left it there a little longer... "Oh my, I'm not sure I know that game well?" She wasn't lying with intent to fully deceive, her tone a feigned ignorance as she was trying to be coy but let them wonder; not breaking her act for the moment at least. Of course she knew Cock's Crown! And like all good games of chance it wasn't so much the dice but reading the other players which was the path to victory. Here she was in her element, the others might be strong warriors in battle and fiends during sex but here is where her pleasent nature and pretty face could move an army. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say most of the other Delvers were sexually agressive with maybe the exception of Sydney Lorelei was far more reserved and she liked it that way. The subtle manipulations of desire was something she had only just begun to learn and she found the game enjoyable. The others made their mates impress with feats of physical prowess which in the end divvied up clear winners and losers while she always kept the men (and maybe women) guessing. Their hearts racing, their loins aching, was the beautiful singer thinking of a steamy rendevous or was it all a ploy? Did any of them even care or was the blood flowing in the wrong direction so that they could not even concentrate on the hunt and only the kill? In battle all these men may be on their guard at any moment for attack but here, in front of her, they were the most vulnerable.<br/><br/>It didn't take much, reaching for her first win her fingers 'accidentally' running along the back of the brewer's hand, leaning just a little too far forward when throwing the dice so the blacksmith can catch just a glimpse as her breasts hang in her shirt or how she sits just a little to the side revealing her curvy thigh as her hand brushes against the youngest man. She eyes that one during the game, a furtive glance, a soft smile she laughed and lingered her big blue eyes upon him, looking embarrassed as he caught her staring and she would brush some of her hair aside. Wafting the smell of the night jasmine perfume she wore towards him and the others at the table. "OH! I won again!" she laughed agreeably and drew the coins on the table towards her, not wanting to give rise to anger she eyed the others carefully to gauge their mood. Perhaps they moaned in disbelief or eyed her suspiciously to which she would shrug and do her best to look innocent. She knew the city outside the tavern was prosperous and these men could spare a few coin, having seen how they spend their money about town Lorelei felt no guilt. However the youngest was unknown to her and as they prepared for another game she finally turned to the young man, "I've seen these men before, but not you. Tell me your name?" Her elbow rested on the table, chin in her hand as she looked him over, "And what is it you do and why would came to our little tavern on Freeromp?" A shout went up from outside as did laughter with plenty of wolf-whistling and hooting. Something interesting must have happened in the race outside.