(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/forgottenrealms/images/8/88/Spectator5e.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20171011162950)<br/><strong>Mez<br/>Valenland, Old Watchtower<br/>Tag: Elsbeth, Evita</strong><br/><br/>Mez seems to have a great time, innocently watching your acts from a distance. He's not even mastubating or anything (you think.. his eyes are twitching a bit, but it's not like you see any genitalia..)<br/><br/><br/><strong>DM<br/>Tag: Evita/Elsbeth</strong><br/>Oddly enough, after such a wild night you should be feeling far more exhausted than now. It's almost as if some fiendish vigor is empowering you..<br/><br/>Infact, in the night, before you awaken, both of you have a strange dream, that you struggle to recall in full in the morning.<br/><br/><em>Deep, deep underground. Jagged Crystal-spires hewn from twisted metal pierce a cracked path above pools of darkness. red, pulsating runes keep the path standing. <br/>At the end of this path, you sense, is something terrible.. and beautiful. You step forward, to hear a voice command you in words that are as terrifying as they are powerful.<br/>"Skaat izub sharbtur agh madurz izish"</em><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Abyssal</div><div class="spoiler_body">The language strongly reminds you of Abyssal, yet you still don't understand it proper...</div></div><em>And while your ears weep tears of blood, your body steps forward, right up to a dark structure and you kneel down. You glance to your left.. or is it your right? And see a wicked, yet alluring demoness kneeling by your side in reverence to the being that called you here. For a moment, you feel as if you recognize the demons face....</em><br/><br/>And then you awaken, looking at the beautiful woman you just slept with. In ALL the meanings of that word.