<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong> Lird'yl d'Szeossen (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=329803)</strong></span><br/><strong>AC:</strong>22 (flat 18, touch 12)<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Normal<br/><strong>Effects:</strong><em>Aura of truth [zone of truth], 20 ft. (Will DC: 22), Blindsense, 20 ft.</em><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Ghetto of Chattels, Menagerie Square/11:00 a.m./inflatetress/Snake</strong><br/><br/><em>NPC: Alyiara</em><br/><br/><em>"Oh, we will.  At the House d'Szeossen, I'm sure she'll find my uses.  And of course, I will give your regards to Lird'yl.  She looks forward to the auction." </em>A brief, cursory glance was given to the confident Pleasure Devil.<em>"And I'm sure she hopes that all pieces can be had...for a price."</em>The meaning of her words was quite clear.<br/><br/>"Quiet, whore!"  Alyiara barked in Undercommon, turning her attention to the newly acquired slave, though it was obvious that she was not even versed in such a rudimentary tongue.  A quick lash was given with a short whip in her hands, the strike expertly landing on the area right above her crotch.  With a jerk of the leash, the female drow forced the princess to bend even further.  A possessive right hand was placed on her ass and given a familiar squeeze, feeling the flesh beneath the frilly pink slave dress.  That same hand then slipped beneath as she tickled the tight pucker of her asshole and smirked at how the human tensed.  "I'm sure a slut like you can't wait to have this hole stretched.  We'll have to reward some of our bugbears with this particular hole once we get back.  But first, I think a trip to our torture chambers is in order."<br/><br/>Then, she dragged the princess back towards House d'Szeossen (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=121202.25).