<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/815728859978137602/940265516633845791/unknown.png)</div>Frore Phosphenes (https://ddb.ac/characters/66668528/XGJiip)<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Battle Actions:</span><br/><strong>Movement:</strong><br/><strong>Action:</strong><br/><strong>Bonus Action:</strong><br/><strong>Reaction:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Frore laughs, lifting her mask to meet Drip's gaze and giving him a devilish wink before replying in Sylvan.<br/><br/>"A tempting offer, Silver-tongue, but I'm quite happily taken!" Slipping her mask back down, she's about to speak to the smaller woman, only to immediately whip around to face Darius. Pouting, she reaches up to hold his face, smushing his cheeks. "Ah, you'd think that God of yours would teach you some manners. You're going to give people a terrible first impression of me!"<br/><br/>As she speaks, understanding lights up her face and she suddenly smirks. "Unless… that was your goal all along? So you could keep me to yourself? My my~ how<em>devious</em>of you, gorgeous." Frore cackles, releasing his cheeks and watching with surprise as the little woman she'd so graciously helped suddenly floats over to their table and plops right onto it as though she belonged there. Quirking a brow, the scholar lets out a low whistle. She didn't hear any verbal components so it wasn't likely a fly spell, unless she was a sorcerer as well. But the white haired trickster was quite short, and she spoke Sylvan. Perhaps she was one of the fae?<br/><br/>"Oh~? If attention was all you needed, an excuse wasn't necessary!" Frore looks at Darius as he hastily gets up to go and acquire drinks, wondering what got him so flustered before deciding not to press the issue. Instead, she decided to become a bigger one.<br/><br/>"Ah~ if you're so thirsty you could have just told me. I'd be more than happy to… serve." The smirk on her face is full of glee and mischief, shoulders shaking with mirth. "I'll have a bowl of stew as well cutie!" Turning to the sentient snack on the table, she wheezes out a laugh, already knowing that Darius was going to be so screwed around all these equally, if not more promiscuous, cast of troublemakers.<br/><br/>"Now now, I'll have you know I'm quite the gentle lover! And I don't often kiss and tell, especially when I don't know my new acquaintance's name." Frore props her elbow on the table, resting her chin on her palm and grinning down at the woman atop it.<br/>