(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/34/c9/e6/34c9e6ed9c65398257cec0c7ec06e579.jpg)<br/><strong>Lady Aeryn, Assorted nobles<br/>Cult of the Redeemer-Queen<br/>Tag: Evita/Sivila, Taris, indirectly</strong><br/>Relaxing Tunes (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lRt54xjIq7w)<br/><br/>Lady Aeryn giggled playfully.. but with a certain edge in her voice, at Evita's tempting offer. "I'm not going to do anything to you, sweety.. at least not while you feel like you are in charge and get to ask for -anything- here." The elf cooed, the more serious subtone to her voice intensifying, as she reached up and pinched Evita's nipples.<br/><br/>"I've seen your kind before.. you dread yet yearn having someone else take control of you. That's why you playact as this being your act and agreement and decision. That way you can keep in control." She leaned over, whispering into Evita's ear. "I can make it very much not that... although, you put me in quite the vice.. knowing how much you yearn to feel the disciplining bite of my whip, right here, right now, should I give you what you want, or deny you to teach you discipline?" she purred softly, before leaning back, pointing to the pedestal and Marquis.<br/><br/>"It's some ancient prophecy nonsense, you can read it up there at the pedestal if you can read abyssal, or ask the Marquis. He believes that we've been called to stop it from happening. Don't worry your head about it, Baroness Raven has taken care of the issue..." She chuckled..<br/><br/>"To sate your curiosity, we.. she's paid a lot of gold to aquire some assistance that never fails, so don't worry about dusty old prophecies. The Will of the Redeemer Queen is being taken care of and the Shadowflame will never return." She nodded, indicating the collared red-head who currently found herself being groped by two lustful nobles. "Our problems are right now, either being delivered to us or dead. Frankly, I prefer alive deliverances, expensed be damned.. death can come after a lot of more fun, what do you think? You've been asking a lot of question, how about you tell me more about yourself now."<br/><br/>Meanwhile, the Marquis lowered his hands after weaving his magic, seeming moderatly annoyed and glancing over to the temptation of Lady Duckham, being quite.. interested still, one of her hands caressing along his arm playfully.<br/>(Random fun fact, Silent/Still casting is not a guaranteed way to avoid Spellcraft-noticing, but it makes it rather hard and the Marquis, only one to care, didn't roll super high)