<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/sVmX7Vu.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Kirss Haventhel (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=295336.msg14484321#msg14484321)</strong><br/><strong>Time of day:</strong>25th of Duscar (December), Morning.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Emon, Central District, the Light-Heart Tavern, Brothel, and Inn<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Alana, Milana, Lenne, Kerrison, Gil, OPEN.<br/><strong>Content:</strong>still fondling the aasimar and asking for companions<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>a puff of dry wind blows away from her (druidcraft)<br/><strong>Stats:</strong>HP: 21, AC: 16<br/><br/>Kirss vigorous fondling continued as she began pushing her lithe and thin 'manly' body against the buxom aasimar forcing her to walk backwards to corner her or to trap her against some random furniture. Not even when rubbing her breasts against Kirss' would be able to notice she was not a he though but that was something the elf was not quite about now. Soon they would collide against the table where not long ago the dancing tiefling had performed with the help of some elven minstrel that was still sitting there, their winning already been divided and put away otherwise Kirss might have been found herself distracted by the amount of gold on the table although the green eyes of the green haired elf seemed to be deeply focused on something much more rounded and fleshy. Milana's would then be kept on her tiptoes as Kirss forced the bitch to climb the edge of the table while still keeping her tightly surrounded by her arm, the bubbly ass of the aasimar being widely on display for Lenne and her orcish companion.<br/><br/>There would be another joke made on the elf's hair but once again Kirss failed to realize about it, and for the better because she would have no problems in starting up a fight and would most probably do so, but if her attention was to be caught by someone's words those would be Alana's. "Oatmeal is fine thanks and some fruit too, please. About your girls I am not saying I am not interested but as I just said to this lovely lady I am not here to spend money but to earn it, I am just admiring her beauty." Not that those words were followed by her hands stopping her intensive examination although she did stop from massaging the gorgeous pair for an instant to handle out the paper she had grabbed from the posting board and swatting over the table just next to Milana's butt with a firm rough slap that literally released a gust of warm air on impact, probably making the captured aasimar tremble with expectancy on the idea of receiving one of those slaps on her bountiful ass. "I'm interested on this, but I need to find some brave companions that would like to follow a seasoned marshal. Any brave soul here willing to come along?" Kirss eyes didn't stop on them and continued to scan the whole place in the look for anyone volunteering although the emerald glance fell first on Gil and Kerrison.