<strong>Ada Stonewrought<br/>Sundon<br/>The Sunset's Beauty Inn, Belinda's Room</strong><br/><br/>Ada did not turn when Belinda told him to, not right away.  When he did turn, it was mostly to keep her within view.  He still did not wholly trust her.  He kept his eyes focused on her own, never flinching.  It was not easy.  She was beautiful, her body the perfect mix of womanly curves and healthy strength, her face anxious, serious.<br/><br/>When she sat down, starting to shiver, Ada inhaled sharply.  He suddenly realized what she was intending to do.  Rather, what she intended for<em>him</em>to do.  Gods knew he wanted to.  Ada's gloves creaked as he made tight fists behind his back.  But he had sworn an oath, the strongest bond one could make with another.  There had to be another way!<br/><br/>Gone was the brave woman, the daring and dangerous redhead who had approached him out of the blue with nothing but her gut to lead the way.  Here was Belinda: fragile, cold, afraid.  By the time she finished speaking, Ada couldn't take it anymore.<br/><br/>He closed his eyes, then carefully removed the Bow of Alister from his back.  Next came the cloak.  Both were bulky, and could easily ruin the spell.  He had cast it many times before, often in jest, or to settle a bet, but he was no expert in spellcraft.  Ada ripped a small piece of wool from a pouch on his belt, holding it between his two palms as he spoke the words of power.  His right hand pulled away from the wool and made a rapid series of deft movements in front of his chest.  The wool vanished in a puff of light that hung in the air like smoke.<br/><br/>Abruptly, the sound of lovemaking filled the room, complete with the bang of wood against a wall and a woman's moans muffled by a pillow.  Ada's cheeks flushed slightly; he had pulled the nature of the sound from one night he spent in an inn with very thin walls.<br/><br/>"It's a spell, called ghost sound," he said simply, carrying Belinda's dress back to her.  Again, he averted his gaze.  "Sounds real enough to me.  I believe the bastards will be rightly fooled."<br/><br/>Ada paused, counting out three of his heartbeats.  "Belinda, you are not a whore, and never would I think it.  But you need to get control of yourself.  You're of the Secret Guard!"  Another hesitation, so brief it might be missed.  "You're safe with me."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells Cast</div><div class="spoiler_body">Ghost Sound (http://paizo.com/pathfinderRPG/prd/spells/ghostSound.html): Cantrip, cast 1 foot inside of the room, normal volume, easily heard within five feet of the other side of the door.</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Character Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Ada Stonewrought<br/>Level 3 Sorceror</strong><br/>HP: 20<br/>Subdual: 20<br/>AC: 15<br/><br/><strong>Spell Slots Remaining</strong><br/>Cantrips- ∞<br/>1st - 1<br/>2nd - 1<br/><br/>Character Sheet (http://www.dndsheets.net/view.php?id=38840)</div></div>