Urianus mustered all of his willpower not to choke on his wine as he saw the courteasan.<br/>As she sat by him, he stood up and bowed most sincerely.<br/>"I am Urianus the cleric, would you grant me permission to seat beside you?"<br/>A playful glint in his eye suggested that his behaviour is playful rather than serious.<br/>He reached towards Lavinias right hand, hoping to kiss it in a gentelmanly fashion,<br/>making sure that she notices his finely sculpted muscles rippling with excitement under<br/>the wrist and arm bands.<br/>"If your caprice be so, i am at your every command Lavinia."<br/>