"That's pleasantly surprising to hear. You will have to forgive my rudeness but what, may I ask, is your fee?"
Pyron waits patiently while Daud answers his question that he posed to him earlier. Pyron responds to Daud's suggestion, "It is nice to see you step up to help me out even outside of a fight."
Pyron will walk over to the redhead. As he approaches her, he smiles. Hi Miss Daphne. I have heard that I would enjoy being in your company. My name is Pyron.
The ebon-haired beauty chuckles, placing a manicured fingernail under Daud's chin playfully. "For you, my lord? Five pieces of gold." Her eyebrow arches as she looks him up and down much as he had done to Tolenn just a few minutes earlier.
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The cute redhead looks at Pyron, her eyes widening slightly at his appearance. A practiced smile comes quickly to her face as she says, "That you would, Pyron. Men have come from far-off Irrisen to experience my touch, and have braved the maelstrom off the western seas to feel my embrace."
His faint smile twists into a rakish grin. "Well that leaves plenty of room for a nice tip. Should we see ourselves somewhere more accomadating or is there any more conversation pieces you would like to attack beforehand?"
The woman blinks her emerald eyes rapidly, her long black lashes fluttering at Daud as she hooks her arm through his. "Whatever my lord desires..." Unless he decides he's intent on conversating, she leads him below deck to the second room on the left in a long hallway with four doors on either side and a larger door at the end of the hall. Tolenn stands guard in front of this door. Valeria opens the door, grinning up at Wednesday.
Perfectly content with her hooking his arm and leading him below deck he can't help himself but shoot a wink at Tolenn as Valeria lets him into the room.
Hope she's the type that's not squeamish about scars."
"Alas yes, unless you prefer the embrace of cloth rather than flesh?" Despite posing the question he removes his jacket by unceremoniously letting it slide off to the floor before removing his shirt. His skin is a patchwork maze of scars, most bites from beast ranging from wolf sized to much larger, to the telltale pricks and slashes from weapons. An oddity among the collection is the neatly checkered pattern that runs from the tips of the fingers on his left arm all the way up to and around the shoulder, stopping neatly at where the chest is met. Precision neatly. As his shirt comes off he slows his disrobing slightly, arching a brow and eyeing Valeria expectantly as he reaches for his belt.
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"You win." he says slightly flustered as the Chelaxian removes her top.
Perhaps you could help show me why men would traverse such an expanse for your embrace, for I do not understand, since I have not been with a woman before. With that, he sits next to her trying to become comfortable. Naturally, he does find her deeply attractive.
"What do you say, Pyron? Interested in knowing more?" Her tone is playful at that, her hand still on his thigh.
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Daphne leads Pyron to the third door on the right. The sounds of copious love-making emanate from one of the left rooms, and the voices leave little doubt that Daud is getting much use out of his coin. Daphne opens the door, extending a hand to Pyron to enter.
Tolenn follows Gaius and Kelvara down into the hold of the ship, fascinated by the ingenious modifications the proprietors have made.
As she stood there, both Pyron and Wednesday made their way down in the company of an attractive woman, she kept her face stoic and unreadable.
Was this the fate in store for me, had I not taken on Sarenae's mantle? Tolenn thought as she waited. She'd noticed that some of Lamm's men had started to take an interest in her appearance all those years ago, despite her scars. It would have been likely that Lamm would have thrust her into one of his squalid brothels once her use as a street runner had come to an end.
Tolenn did not bedrudge these women from making a living as they did, her own vows notwithstanding, if there was no compulsion and an honest exchange of services took place, who was she to judge.
He would pay her another two gold pieces to spend some more time with him laying on the bed, so he can ask her about what she knows about the area and questions that help his cause without giving away himself. He uses these questions as am excuse to spend more time with her, since he really likes her and being in her embrace.
When the door closes, Gaius reaches into his shirt and displays his holy symbol to Halvara.
I wish I were here for pleasure, but sadly business must take priority, he says with a sad smile. He continues, keeping his voice down.
Your work here is noble, and beautiful, an expression of freedom and a gift of affection that some can't find anywhere else. But there are some who mean to stamp out our way of life for good, and I need your help to stop them. As he explains the situation his tone gains an intensity nearing anger.
There's a Chelish Ambassador by the name of Darvayne Gios Amprei. He plans to cripple our economy with sanctions that would ruin your business here. You and I both know what would happen to your girls, and boys, should that come to pass. I need to find some evidence of his 'illicit' dealings, something to hold over his head to make him reconsider. Can you tell me anything about this man?
Cuddled with her placing little nibble kisses on her neck he manages to breath out "I believe I could become addicted to you. Hopefully I was up to your standards for your attentions?"
The woman's eyes meet the half-elf's, her expression calculating. She then shrugs. "Well, you paid one hundred pieces of gold, and if you would rather me tell you about a naughty old Chelish man than f*~$ me, who am I to argue?" She chuckles, sitting down on the bed.
"Hmmmm...well, Devargo is the boss man around here, so he would be the one able to help you in this. But I do know that our esteemed Chelish ambassador is a married man. A married man with a mistress. A married man with a mistress who is foolish enough to write his mistress letters of a scandalous nature, letters which have fallen into the hands of Devargo. He is slowly selling the letters back to the foolish nobleman, but he has plenty of them, and a large lump sum up front will probably appeal more to him than the piecemeal payments the ambassador gives."
The woman starts looking at Gaius shrewdly. "Who are you?"
"Tis good to hear I haven't gotten boring. And I'm only dangerous to people I don't like, and towards people my friends don't like." Pausing a moment to give the impression he has to think the offer over he finally replies. "I think I would quite like to spend a dinner with you, what time does Milady get off?" Arching a playful brow back at her, Two can play at this he thought.
"Faking or not you did sound like your were enjoying yourself, I could help you go back over the events if you'd like to confirm?" Taking her hand he again brings it up to his lips in a kiss. [b]"And where should I find you waiting, or do you already have an eatery in mind?"
"Spoiled sweet. And I most certainly would not be worthy of milady's attention if I asked anything except." Getting up and strolling over to his discarded clothes he'll rummage around in them before returning to her with some gold and a small clinking bag in his hand. "For your boss," he says as he hands her five crowns, "And for you." he finishes as he hands her the small pouch.
"You repay me with your presence. And I am not knowledgeable enough in Korvosan cuisine so you'll have to forgive me for defaulting to you picking where you would like to go."
"As my lord wishes, of course. I know quite a few places. Care for a few more minutes of bliss before we part?" She grins, not waiting for a response, and starts initiating bliss.
As their last minutes dwindle down to seconds he finds her lips with his before pulling away. "So I'll find you in three to four hours hence, Milady Valeria, upon the dock." Moving over to dawn his clothes in deliberate slothful attempts as he lets eyes trace along the Lady's form he finally finishes robing before exiting through the door.
Exiting out into the empy hallway save for Tolenn be tosses her a friendly wave before heading back upstairs for the time being. Having a thought he scans the room for the bar abd failing that, a sever carrying around drinks.
Coming to the bar he'll scoot a gold coin towards the bartender and ask for two teas . With the pick-me-ups in hand he'll return below deck to offer one of the drinks to Tolenn.
Once they are done, Pyron goes with her back to where he found her whether or not Daud is downstairs or upstairs. Then he will track down Daud.
"I tell you what...how about you handle your business with Devargo, and if I hear you were a good little boy and didn't upset the boss too bad, I'll give you a chance to grant me your courtesy." Her brow arches, her lips curled into a seductive pose.
I'd like that, yes. Until then...
Gaius bows exaggeratedly, then exits the room, satisfied with the information he received.
I got what I needed. Let's go, he says to Tolenn in an authoritative tone.
Assuming Pyron finds Daud near Tolenn, he'll say, Are you still trying to flirt? C'mon, let's go get some fresh air.