(http://s9.favim.com/orig/140715/beautiful-eyes-freckles-ginger-Favim.com-1916759.jpg)<br/><strong>Tasha Ananias (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=293833.msg14416552#msg14416552)</strong><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">HP: 29, AC: 13, CMD: 13, Active spells: N/A, Postcounter: 5<br/><strong>Active Spell Effects:</strong> Lullaby<br/><strong>Languages:</strong> Common, Draconic, Dwarfen, Elven, Infernal, Undercommon<br/></div></div><br/><strong>Location</strong>The Last Stand Inn<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Xana<br/><br/>The mesmerist giggled at Xana's flustered admission, but pulled the young bandit closer and whispered into her ear, breath hot with unconcealed desire.<br/><br/>"Oh, sweet girl," she husked, letting the promise drip from every word. "The<em>things</em>I am going to do with you and to you. You'd best be careful what you wish for..."<br/><br/>Inside the inn, she caressed the bandit's cheek, fingertips only grazing the other woman's skin. Her touch drifted lower, sliding down the girl's throat and drawing Xana into her bosom. The mesmerist held her there for several seconds, letting the woman feel how her heart raced beneath the flimsy dress. Only then, did Tasha turn back to the inn-keeper, just a hint of irritation twisting her features into a frown.<br/><br/>"I thought we were discussing business," the half-elf began carefully, turning her full attention toward the inn keeper and fixing him with her stare. "Of course, we could pretend that this sum of money is insufficient. We could start our negotiations by trying to patronise the customer. But let's pretend that we're both smarter than that. My companion and I are in desperate need of new clothing.<em>Desperate</em>need. That's your clue, by the way, if you want to bump up the price. Hell, if you can't think of anything better, tear down a curtain or two and charge me for the use of needle and thread."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Diplomacy: 21</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Tasha rolled: 1d20, adding 14 to the total<br/>Comment: Diplomacy vs. Innkeeper<br/>Result: 7, <br/>Total: 21</div></div><br/><br/>Once they finally reached their room, Tasha set down her belongings beside the bed and was about to undress when the substantial woman knocked and entered.<br/><br/>"Bath first, please," the half-elf smiled in answer to the first question, "I really need to freshen myself up before I can properly enjoy your food. Lots of soap though, and whatever brushes or flannels you have. Thank you, so much."<br/><br/>Tasha narrowed her eyes, but left her expression neutral as she listened to the woman's warning. She could already sense that the bandit had overheard and silently cursed the wit of these Valenlanders. Honestly, it was as though they wanted to reinforce the worst possible stereotypes.<br/><br/>"Thank you," the mesmerist nodded, making no effort to lower her voice, "But I think everyone deserves at least a second chance, don't you? And, of course, we both promise to be on our very best behaviour throughout our stay. I'm certain we can rely on your discretion."<br/><br/>Even before the other woman had left, the half-elf turned her back on the door and regarded her companion. Very slowly, she began to slip out of her ruined clothes, adding a touch of performance to her languid movements, rolling her hips and stretching out both arms in a gesture of invitation.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Dance: 17</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Tasha rolled: 1d20, adding 13 to the total<br/>Comment: Performance Dance <br/>Result: 4, <br/>Total: 17</div></div><br/><br/>"Let's get you out of that armour," Tasha grinned wickedly, "the sooner we're both naked, the sooner we can start sating your other appetites."