<div class="floatright">(https://i-h1.pinimg.com/564x/a3/f5/06/a3f506b39e86704cd09fbbb7cfd2a1ba.jpg)</div><strong>Name:Kerrison Val'seth (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=295336.msg14476805#msg14476805)</strong><br/><strong>Time of day:</strong>25th of Duscar (Decmeber), Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Emon, Central District, The Light-heart Tavern, Brothel, and In<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Lenne Briarwood, Open<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Coming into the main part of the tavern, Giving Alana her Due, and looking about the Tavern<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Performance roll Nat 20 Thank god! (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=126191) to dance to Lenne Briarwoods Music<br/><strong>Stats:</strong>HP:16 AC:19<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Few things could be better than sleeping deeply and dreaming sweetly, especially when such dreams were somewhat few and far between for the red-skinned tiefling. But even he would not hesitate to say that waking from pleasant dreams to pleasure was one of the better ways to do it. A gentle moan left the slowly parting, full lips of the young man beneath her, his body writhing slightly as he came to his senses. His bright golden eyes glowed gently in the room light by the dim morning light. He couldn't help but smile at Ashura as she greeted him before returning to servicing his cock. "Good -mmm-morning Miss Allaran."He propped himself up a bit to have a better view of her fine work. "And here I thought I was meant to be servicing you. Do you spoil all whores so lovingly, or am I just special?" It didn't take long for him to reach climax. Ashura had proven last night that she knew a thing or two about the art of pleasure and he had been taken off guard but this far from rude awakening. His whole body as fever hot, but his throbbing manhood was hotter still in her mouth as was the seed that soon filled it. He laid back into the soft bedding once he was spent, panting softly and enjoying the afterglow. His tail flicked at her comment. He wondered what she meant by folks like you. Did she mean Tieflings, younger lovers, or men that were more beautiful than masculine. Little matter he supposed, he had found her quite liked Ashura himself. Rare was the person that so quickly worked their way into Kerrison's good graces. Especially the clientele he worked with. Wasn't uncommon that his exotic appearance attracted less pleasant patrons. "Who knows what the Future holds Miss Allaran. You keep safe out there and feel free to hunt me down anytime you like. I'll have to return the morning favor. And if you hear...well anything that might sound like something that would be of interest to my hunt, feel free to give me word as well. I know I didn't tell you much, but you're a smart woman, I think you'll know something that's the sort of bad I'm looking for when you see it."<br/><br/>Keri rolled out of bed as well, waving his silver-haired patron goodbye. Once alone he began to go through his morning routine. You can take the monk out of the monastery, but the monastery will always be with the monk. After a short while of forms breathing exercises, and a series of stretching out his lean frame with feats of flexibility that could make many of his co-workers blush. Following that a short moment of quite meditation, and then cleaning himself off. As he did he reflected on recent events. He had been here in Emon for some time now. And despite his best efforts he had not so much as get a whiff of what he was looking for. it was frustrating to feel directionless, he had grown tired of wandering aimlessly around the world. He had taken to settling in Emon for the time being on the word of a friend. The same word had directed him here for work and lodging, though given the look the Lady of the in and her wife had given him when he first arrived he had hardly needed the letter of introduction to assure a place to sleep and a steady source of coin. and he hadn't made the money just yet to consider another great bout of traveling. And what was the point of burning so much coin and time with no real lead? The thought of money and time made his eyes trail over to the gold left on the bedside table.  Last night had not been Keri's best night when it came to overall performance, but it was certainly far from his worst. While his technique may have been a tiny bit sloppy, not many could match a young monk for that combination of dexterity, strength, and most importantly endurance. He was glad to have met 'Dead Eye'. She had an air about her that rubbed Him the right way, so to speak.<br/><br/>He shook himself free of those thoughts. He needed to get about his morning! He certainly wouldn't get money or information if he stood her naked and pensive all day redressing himself in his light purple clothing, the tight fabric and various decorative ribbons giving him a sort of dancer like appearance, one that easily fit in among the various brothel workers that he now called companions. Though to his own advantage, he had no problem with the cold down here in Emon. Where this the winter of his homeland perhaps he'd bother with more thick or covering clothing. But It would take more than mild snowfall to incomber the fire that burned beneath his skin. Dressed and equip for a day of adventuring, fighting or whoring ( whatever happened to come first and be the most inviting ) The Tiefling made his way out of his room and downstairs. As always the in was full even this early in the day. He made sure to slide over to Alana and hand her 10 of the gold coins and give her a wink. "Not a bad night, but I'll see if I can't do better next time."<br/><br/>With that duty done her looked about the hall, taking in the life, his tail swished in a bit of excitement to see the one who had directed him here in the first place, Miss No'Lien Vessar, had stopped by. Though she appeared to be busy making a new friend, so he would have to bother her later.  His eyes quickly fell on two other unique ladies. one he had seen before, a golden-haired woman who had used the Inn rather than the brothel last night. he was fairly certain he had seen her at some point last night at least before his client and taken all of his attention. The other was a new woman, at least he was fairly certain female. Even so, he dares say she cut a more masculine figure than he did himself or as much as an elf could at least. Both seemed to be inviting or in need of company of some sort or another. The question was who should he attend to. He pulled out a coin and gave it a flip. The blond bard was heds, the green-haired stranger would be tails.  With deft hands, she snatched the coin out of the air and examined to results. "Heads it is." he said, returning the coin to his pouch.<br/><br/>He bobbed his head for a moment to the music thinking of what to do. The idea seemed blindingly simple to him once he formed it. If she was to play, then perhaps he should dance. If he managed to pull his act together it could be a decent result for both of them. Keri made his way across the room and deftly jumped upon her table, skillfully not disturbing her half-full cup or empty plats and began to dance to her tune. (( See roll featured in Notes ))<br/><br/>