<strong>Drake's Room</strong><br/><br/>Drake didn't want to miss the moment or Ember's reaction to when Valva showed her divine heritage. The fact that the holy one was bare chested only added to the beauty of the moment but he made to sure not to be so awed as to miss his chance of slipping over to the mischievous sorceress just in case the display would have made her back off. Most people have heard the tales, that no man or woman could live past making love to an angel, and there were those who would stay clear of holy ones, just to be safe. Drake wasn't one of these of course and he'd make sure that neither was Ember. He placed a wet kiss on the human woman's neck, licking up to her earlobe to gently nibble on it while moving his hands to hold one of a breasts in his palm while the other started on loosening her own garment. If the two girls were going to make out, he'd damn well make sure they'd do it in as little or no clothing as possible.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Connor's Home</strong><br/><br/>Cassia was led across a few streets, closer to the market row where among several identical homes Connor pointed out a single door on street level, second from the corner. It had two small windows, on both sides of the door, shutters closed but hinting that at least it was not a tiny cabin. The faint smell of clay and paint was in the air, even as they approached the entrance.<br/>Once Connor found his key and let his lady step inside the paladin noted that while most of the home was a single room, there was enough space for a small family. Some furniture were missing, the fact couldn't have been any more obvious, as about half of the home was converted into a potter's workshop, and shelves upon shelves of pottery stood in a corner and across an entire wall, some packed up all neatly, many painted while a few still had the decorative paint drying. There was an old potter's wheel with a box of clay, a furnace with all the necessary tools for a skilled craftsman.<br/>For the actual furnished part of the home there were two single beds pushed side by side to form a wider double bed, a table with three chairs, a fourth one with a broken leg currently resting in a corner. There was some other basic furniture as well and washing bin with a clothesline strung up above, near the ceiling.<br/><br/>"My father was quite successful in his business. He managed to get a decent home for our family, now it's just mine. Have often thought of selling it and moving on bit got nowhere else to go. The alternative would be to find a bride and start my own family. Of course I never thought you'd appear in my life at that card table."  the young man explained as he too moved in and locked the door.<br/>"You are unlike any woman I have ever known." he said, and from his tone it was clear he was fascinated with Cassia. His gaze briefly ran across her form, curves, armor and weapon included. "Fierce but gentle, confident and beautiful like a goddess." He locked his eyes with hers as he took one of her hands into his. The young man cocked his head slightly and a mischievous smile slowly spread. "And as all the gods would have it, you have the worst luck at cards. You said you'd reward me but I hope I can be just as pleasing to you." he was still sincere, completely taken by the paladin and intent to make love to her to the best of his ability if she followed through with her promise.