<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/4d/e5/41/4de541691d969762e565cf6cb8c8773a.jpg?b=t)<br/></div><strong>Location:</strong>Upper deck<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Captain Gregor, Sena<br/><hr/><br/>Halflings had a habit of arriving places late. It was probably the short legs. Always leaving them a step behind the tall folk, or maybe their easy-going attitude that made them meander rather than travel from place to place with purpose. Either way, Amillia was among some of the last of the passengers who had chartered a voyage. She had a swagger in her step and a bag of coin tucked comfortably in her belt. She had spent the past few days around port 'earning' the last bits of her payment for the voyage doing work she enjoyed almost as much as adventuring. The worlds oldest profession has been such for a reason and Amillia was far from 'above' doing such things to fill out her coin purse. She never understood that old phrase, don't mix business with pleasure. SHe always preferred the one 'work at doing what you love and you'll never really be at work'. She had done a lot of work these past few days to earn her ticket, and she looked rather happy with it.<br/><br/>She was just stepping on deck when she saw possibly the most stunningly beautiful woman she could remember seeing in quite some time. A blue-haired beauty that walked with the confidence of a queen and dressed with the modesty of a carnal goddess, makes her way to the captains quarters. The halfling, for her own part, stood there slack-jawed and staring. She who had fucked her way through half the sailors in town for travel money apparently had plenty of lust to spare.<br/><br/>Using trademark halfling stealth, she quietly made her way over to the captains courters and cracked open the door. SHe watched in delighted fascination as the blue-haired beauty removed what little clothing she had. Though her arousal at the scene was slightly dimmed by Captain's rude disrespect of the apparent priestests' boundaries. She was almost blown off her feet when the crack of thunder roared out. She slipped to the side as the captain dismissed Sena as to not be bowled over by her exit.<br/><br/>Just as soon as she walked out Amillia walked in. "Good day Captain." she cheerily said, tossing the bag of coin on his desk, "Told you I'd get the money. Slept my way through more than one whore house to do it." Her smile widened "Honestly I'm on fairly good terms with whores and whore house owners in quite a few ports. Be a terrible shame if they learned if a certain captain didn't play nice with the ladies. I dare say they might blacklist him and his whole crew from their halls and taverns. I don't know about you but I hate to think what the crew would do to a captain that prevented them from dropping anchor while in port." She turned around and began to exit, looking over her shoulder "I don't mind a bit of rough play Captain, But boys only get to play when they say please and thank you and the ladies say yes." And with that the halfling all but skipped out of the room, only to be greeted by the glorious sight of the still rather naked woman striking a number mouth watering poses.<br/><br/>She walked right up to the woman and gave her a smile just as she had to the captain, though this one was not laced with any sort of threat. "Hello lovely miss, I had no idea goddesses such as you required mortal transportation, I figured you just showed up where ever you wished." She extend a hand to go with her smile and wondering eyes "I'm Amillia Tailchaser, nice to meet you."