<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/s0ZicQZ.png?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kallis (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=272443.msg13417113#msg13417113)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Tavern, Top corner table (C5)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Talan<br/><strong>HP:</strong>30 / 30<br/><strong>AC:</strong>CMD: 16, AC: 18, TAC:  14, FFAC: 14, CMB: +2<br/><strong>Passives:</strong>Fortitude Save: +4 - Reflex Save: +7 - Will: +2 - Initiative: +6<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>The Tavern had become familiar.<br/><br/>The sights, the smell, and even the regulars who shuffle in off the streets head down as they drowned a hard day in ale. She'd learned who the desperate were, the ones her beloved called 'Off Limits' because they were desperate, sometimes with just enough to wet dry lips before they needed to give up their seat to another poor soul. Kallis had learned about the regulars, and the staff themselves, watching them in her quiet way while allowing Talan to take the lead in conversations and charm. Truth be told, she doubted very much they'd be enjoying a relaxing evening if they hadn't managed to build a decent relationship of sorts with Felicia. They'd been allowed to eat in peace and allowed to remain even after Yira had cleared away the plates, of course, she hadn't been able to resist flirting with Talan, a common enough occurrence that it earned the silly woman nothing more sinister than an eye-roll.<br/><br/>Though, Kallis was sure to claim her lover's lips shortly thereafter.<br/><br/>Most people thrived on familiarity, on the sense of home and belonging. Most found that comfort in a stable home, in finding the perfect city or town, in staying in the same place for generations with no dreams beyond the mundane, the safe. Kallis was a different woman altogether. The open road was home, and she loved the endless possibilities that came with traveling. There was always time for an adventure, or something unexpected. (Not always in a good way) but she was good at rolling with whatever fate decided to send her way. But her discontentment was more than just wanderlust and restlessness. She'd grown up in Mirtan, she had a life's worth of memories hidden in every shadow. The dirty children running the streets, looking for loose purse strings, and pockets to slip tiny fingers into reminded her of when she was one of them, a skinny little red-headed half-breed who'd had to learn very fast to look after herself.<br/><br/>Kallis didn't like looking behind her, and her past was everywhere, a ghost who refused to be banished.<br/><br/>A small huff escaped her lips as she swallowed down a rush of irritation, and focused instead on the soothing touch of her lover. The edge of his card pressed against the material of her trousers, moving along her thigh in a random, senseless pattern. The gentle pull of his fingers through her thick hair calmed her, brought on this sense of safety and contentment that gave her a drowsy feeling, her lashes fluttered briefly. It was tempting, despite the noise, and the rowdiness of the table near them to drift for a moment. That alone was enough of an indication of her absolute trust in her partner, that she could feel this way, even in a room full to bursting with people of varying natures and types.<br/><br/>But sleep was not in the cards at the moment, as Talan tugged her attention away from the hazy comfort of potential sleep, to focus on a chubby fellow talking to a group of friends - or so she assumed - drinking heavily from his tankard. Wetting her lips, she listened to Talan speak of potential cons, while her attention drifted, taking in some of the others. A few woman, one with very fox-like features, a man and woman at a table, and several lone souls keeping to themselves, they drew her attention for a few heartbeats, before returning to the man at the center of this little game, just as Talan's breath warmed her skin, and sent little tingles racing down her spine. What was he trying to do?! She shifted, smirking to herself as she pushed aside naughty thoughts. Oh no. He'd have to work harder than that.<br/><br/>Kallis clicked her tongue, almost disapprovingly. " I do not know if I can accept that, my lover." She teased, her voice pitched low, as if their conversation had any hope of being overheard with the amount of noise happening around them. " He seems too easy a target. Come on Talan, you must have something more entertaining than him." She knew it was all a game, just silly words, and possible scenarios. Of course, part of her reason for teasing him in this moment had more to do with the idea of having to entertain such a man, the very thought made her nose wrinkle in disgust. They pulled a lot of cons, and not all of the male folk were easy on the eyes. Unfortunately. While she hated having to flirt with some strange man, if he was at least nice to look at, well it made it all the easier.<br/><br/>Plus, as far as she could tell, chubs wasn't worth even the consideration.<br/><br/>Her lips curved, tugging upward into a pleased smile as he whispered her nickname against her ear. " I might have someone in mind." She had just spoken those words, when his lips brushed her ear, earning himself a little tremble in reward as she sucked in a slow breath. " Keep that up, and we won't get far in the game." It was both a warning and a challenge, as suddenly, the game was looking less and less appealing in favor of activities that required more privacy, and far less clothing. One of her hands caught and brought his hand around and up to her lips, so she can give his fingers a playful nip as she glanced back to the women from earlier. Fox featured, she was a lovely creature, and currently quite occupied with the fox lady and her companion. " What do you think her story is." She mused, watching the scarlet clad female. Then just as quickly as she had taken an interest, it shifted, and she was back to thinking about the game.  " I demand you pick a better target, no easy game for you." Adjusting, she half turned so she could press a little kiss against his chin. " Or perhaps we should stop playing, and plot for real." There was something almost wicked in the way she looked at him, then, a hint of the impatience beneath the calm she currently felt.