ria moaned softly as the organ slapped her face, and nodded quietly at Kass's words. Rana nodded as Kass spoke to her, the priestess hugging her own breasts, with her lions and inner thighs visibly damp. "In that case," she whispered huskily, "I shall await you return most eagerly, for any number of reasons, it seems." Like Aria, she found the words exciting, yet also very soothing and compassionate.<br/><br/>Aria practically crawled back into the bedroom proper from the balcony, and Rana helped her and Kass take cat-baths with wet towels, so they wouldn't be quite so sweaty or fragrant (occasionally a mild disadvantage in stealth). Aria was glad she'd taken to wearing skirts, as her rear was rather tender just now, a thought which made her smile secretly.<br/><br/>Once the tiefling was dressed and equipped, she looked back out at the night sky, roughly midnight, to judge from the moon. She asked Kass, "Are we ready? Did you still intend for Tsurlagol rather than Luthcheq, and by staff or scroll?"<br/>