Her participation already confirmed, Fyr's attention was on the delectable Amber, he would make quite the morsel.... figuratively of course. Going into full storymode, Fyr's posture straightened, her features, without changing, seemed to take on a more noble cast. A artist so inspired (and who wouldnt be?) could have painted her and titled it 'The Southern Lady Prince' and no one would have be enable to gainsay it. When the comely lad finally reached her' and Dusk's couch, the Raksha noble rose, and took a knee, before gently collecting his hand and kissing the back of it gallantly, her lips a tantalizingly light touch on his smooth skin. And her<em>eyes</em>, when they rose to meet his, smouldered with undisguised passion, and promised him"I would only ask a kiss, fair Amber~ If you would honour me by permitting it."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Revised roll:<br/>At 2012-12-03 22:33:07, Darkling (uid: 6578) rolls: 13d10a4 tn1: 7 tn2: 10 Result: 12 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=42331)<br/>On the one hand, why not?  ;D. On the other, might be useful later, and even if it isnt, it could be fun~ </div></div>