<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bc/Belanor.jpg)</div><strong>Dask</strong><br/><strong>Current Identity:</strong>Mirodas<br/>Changeling Alienist<br/><strong>HP:</strong>51/51 ;<strong>Status:</strong>Under the effects of Extended<em>Greater Mage Armor</em>, Extended<em>Greater Magic Weapon</em>, Extended<em>Resist Energy</em>x5 (Resist 20 vs Acid, Cold, Electricity, Fire, Sonic), Extended<em>Tongues</em>, Extended<em>Water Breathing</em>,<em>Overland Flight</em><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells Memorized (CL 10, DC 15 + spell level)</div><div class="spoiler_body"><ul class="bbc_list"><li>5th (3/day + 1) - <em>Baleful Polymorph, Feeblemind, Greater Blink</em>(Spell Compendium)<em></em> + <em>Wall of Stone</em></li><li>4th (4/day + 1) - <em>Charm Monster, Mordenkainen's Black Tentacles, Polymorph, Polymorph</em> + <em>Dimension Door</em></li><li>3rd (4/day + 1) - <em>Haste, Haste, Shrink Item, Unluck</em>(Spell Compendium) + <em>Stinking Cloud</em></li><li>2nd (5/day + 1) - <em>Invisibility, Mirror Image, Mirror Image, Rope Trick, Web</em> + <em>Glitterdust</em></li><li>1st (6/day + 1) - <em>Grease, Nerveskitter</em>(Spell Compendium)<em>, Ray of Clumsiness</em>(Spell Compendium)<em>, Shield, True Strike, True Strike</em> + <em>Benign Transposition</em></li><li>0th (4/day + 1) - <em>Detect Magic, Detect Magic, Launch Item</em>(Spell Compendium)<em>, Prestidigitation</em> + <em>Caltrops</em>(Spell Compendium)</li></ul></div></div><hr/><br/>Dask made sure to keep an eye on his angel as they walked along, thinking it likely that she would need another round of sex quite soon in order to keep her from making a rather lewd scene while they were out in public.  Hopefully she would at least be able to last until they were able to guarantee a little more privacy for themselves at the Adventurer's Tavern, though listening to Delaiah was starting to make him consider the possibility of dragging the Alluran to the nearest side alley and seeing if putting her to use as the angel's new fucktoy would make her stop trying to fool him with obvious lies.<br/><br/>She just wanted him to feel safe?  Forming a familiar bond with him would be dangerous and could drive him mad?  Setting aside how little that thought scared him, how many dangerous forces his mind had weathered already, it was well known that there was nothing about the basic bond between a mage master and an Alluran familiar that would risk bringing either one any harm.  The ancient wizards who had created the Alluran race had made sure of that when designing them.  Though he did briefly consider the possibility that this particular Alluran might be special in some way, that her words about driving her own masters mad might be true due to some innate quality that was unique to her, which did provoke some curiosity...  But again, if seeing the world from an alien perspective was all it took to drive him mad, then he would have become a raving madman a long time ago.<br/><br/>"Well then, Delaiah it is."  It also hadn't skipped his notice that she had just referred to him as Owner, instead of Master, but he would let that be, for now.  It was simply more punishment for later.  "As for taking action to help this one, I would, but I haven't been able to find a healer that I trust with her.  Again, I'll have to explain more later."  Since he couldn't just tell her out in public about the angel's true nature, or that he didn't want word of it getting around.  They were already drawing plenty of eyes as it was as they walked down the street, even if most of those eyes were glued directly to the Alluran and her rather odd, mostly-illusory state of dress.  "That said, if you have any skills or talents that might be able to help her, feel free to speak up about them.  In fact, what are your talents in general?  Are you just a bedwarmer, or have you managed to pick up any other useful skills while living a life of servitude?"<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Before too long, the Changeling wizard and his two female companions would make it back to the Adventurer's Tavern.  A tavern that specifically catered to adventurers and members of other mercenary careers, it was a Guild-licensed establishment that offered food and drink, overnight accommodations, and other useful services to members of the Adventurer's Guild.  Ordinarily, Dask would have been staying in one of the rooms upstairs, but with the festival going on, bedrooms were in high demand, and he had had to pay extra for a room at an inn down the road in order to be guaranteed any real privacy.  Even when they walked in, the dining room was packed, various groups of adventurers talking animatedly about various subjects as they enjoyed their food and drink, though some of those conversations died down immediately as, once again, various men stopped to stare at his new slave.<br/><br/>Dask couldn't really blame them.  Alcohol was lowering their inhibitions and they were being confronted with the sight of a naked woman walking in the door while being led around on a leash, with nothing but writhing, illusory black flames just barely preserving her modesty.  He probably would have stopped to stare a little as well, if he were in their shoes.  Of course, just because he didn't blame them didn't mean that he trusted them not to try things while drunk that they wouldn't normally consider while sober, and so, in order to preempt any attempts at getting handsy by the men at the tables they passed while walking towards the reception desk, he reached out, both arms sliding around the waists of his two companions and pulling them in close.<br/><br/>As with the sex he had given his angel back before the start of the tournament, it was a move that was far showier than he preferred and would likely lead to Mirodas developing a bit of a bad reputation in this city.  Delaiah would likely be able to tell that he was pushing himself a little, as well, assuming she wasn't distracted by all the lust and jealousy being directed their way.  But it was fine, or it eventually would be when he left Mirodas behind and assumed another face.  Perhaps a half-orc or a dwarf, next...<br/><br/>"I need to rent a private meeting room for the next two hours,"  He spoke up, arms still wrapped around his two lovely companions as he stood there at the reception desk.  "Any room is fine, so long as privacy is guaranteed."<br/><br/>Of course, since the tavern was busy, their business as a whole was quite busy as well...  Dask mostly tuned out the receptionist's apologies as she explained that all of their private rooms were currently in-use.  The important part was that it would be a matter of minutes, rather than hours, before one was freed up.  Until then, his little group would simply have to wait.