"Good afternoon, Marvin.  Rowan Fireborn here.  How do you do?  Have a seat.  I often have the great good fortune to provide arcane support for Rennel's missions, and share in the rewards.  We're to meet at the East Gate before dusk.  Eat and walk with me if you like, or tend to your preparations and I'll meet you there as well."<br/><br/>As he spoke, he idily dropped one hand from the wenches cheek to slide up and down her outer thigh, beneath her skirt.