Lureene, just before leaving with the exciteable elf maid, hears the call for another drink, and inwardly sighs. It never fails, if Mors doesn't hire another barmaid soon...
She walks over to the bar and grabs the bottle of wine Gyldyr prefers, and pours him a glass"Yeah, so will this do for you, while I take Suny upstairs?"
Lureene pockets the coin, and leaves the bottle on the table for the elf. "Don't drink it all, and make me clean up after you."
She motions Suny to follow her, and takes her upstairs to her room. She opens the door, and walks into the room, noting the tousled sheets on the bed. "Here you go, hun, sorry about the mess. Let me see if I can find you some nightgowns for you to wear."
She runs her hands over her own gown and points at her own silky garments, and says, "This...is a nightgown."
She leaves Suny to prepare herself for bed, and walks over to the room where the Kirmoons had their room. She knocks on the door quietly, hoping she wasn't disturbing them.
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Rath mutely watches the rapid-fire staccato exchange between the women and seemingly between the different sides of their own personalities. After they leave, he nods to Gyldyr, "I believe I shall have a drink now." He slides behind the bar to serve himself, shaking his head at the incomprehensibility of women of any race.
Havelock heads back down to the common room once the commotion has quieted down. "Hey, gnome. Alis was looking at the wine, correct? I'll trade you one scale from a dread snake from the Blood Jungles of the 72 layer of hte Abyss for it."
She motions Suny to follow her, and takes her upstairs to her room. She opens the door, and walks into the room, noting the tousled sheets on the bed. "Here you go, hun, sorry about the mess. Let me see if I can find you some nightgowns for you to wear."
She runs her hands over her own gown and points at her own silky garments, and says, "This...is a nightgown."
Suny watches Lureene saunter out. As the door closes she shrugs and sighs, gently dropping her pack beside on edge of the large mattress.
Then she goes about searching around the room for any other garments that Lureene had indicated.
Picking up something diaphanous, Suny stands puzzled for a moment as she holds the item up to look said item over. Then she simply shrugs, hops up onto the bed and wriggles under the covers. After a brief moment the two shirts that comprised her top and skirt drop out onto her pack.
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Everything sounds quiet from within their suite. There is no light visible from beneath the door's threshold. The only thing that smells different than in any other part of the tavern is the faint scent of lavender.
Lureene, after knocking on the door, quietly waits for a few moments. Seeing no response forthcoming, she wonders briefly if everything is OK, thinking maybe Scarlet had sent additional people to look for hostages to use against her. Then she realized it probably was because they were asleep. I guess not everyone is a night owl like me, he he. Oh well, maybe Suny was asleep by now. She approaches the door to her own room, and knocks on the door quietly, "You still in there, Suny?"
Lureene approaches the door to her own room, and knocks on the door quietly, "You still in there, Suny?"
Peering out from under the covers Suny smiles,
"Aye, an' where else would I be?" She tries to call softly back.
Lureene, after knocking on the door, quietly waits for a few moments. Seeing no response forthcoming, she wonders briefly if everything is OK, thinking maybe Scarlet had sent additional people to look for hostages to use against her. Then she realized it probably was because they were asleep.
A few moments after Lureene knocks on the door, Alis opens it and pokes her head outside. Looking over her shoulder, she steps outside and closes the door behind her as quietly as she can.
"Miss?" she whispers, "Did someone just knock on our door?"
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Havelock heads back down to the common room once the commotion has quieted down. "Hey, gnome. Alis was looking at the wine, correct? I'll trade you one scale from a dread snake from the Blood Jungles of the 72 layer of hte Abyss for it."
"I have no need of snake scales... but perhaps a teardrop or two from your Eidolon? That would be worth the bottle of Shadow Licqueur. Do we have a deal?"
"Fine. What do you want it in?"
Lureene as she is knocking on the door, hears a soft voice coming from behind her, and despite the dimness, sees the figure looking behind her, and breathes a sigh of relief. This reminds me too much of growing up and sneaking around on Mother...which is exactly how she looks!
She puts her finger up to her lips, and motions Alis over, whispering, "I need a favor from you, can you help me?"
Bit's eyes light up when the deal is sealed. He hands Havelock a small phial with a gum stopper.
Alis walks down the hall towards Lureene and asks, in a whisper, "My help? What's the matter, Lureene?""
Having been sleeping, Alis is wearing just a short red silk negligee rather than the longer satin nightgown she had on earlier.
Bit's eyes light up when the deal is sealed. He hands Havelock a small phial with a gum stopper.
Havelock grabs the vial and heads back up the stairs, stopping only a moment to consider the two women skulking around before heading to his room and attempting to harvest Pythia's tears.
Upon noticing Havelock in the hallway, Alis gasps in surprise, turns away and pulls down on the back of her negligee down to cover her tush. Without her heels on, Lureene notices that the half-elf is actually no longer the same height as her, but about two-inches shorter — and not because she's standing with her legs crossed!
Now if there was someone who looked like the cat who caught the canary, he would be it, he he
"You wanna come into my room for a moment? it's getting a little too crowded out here for my tastes, don't you think...did you shrink or something? By the way, nice negligee!" as she opens the door and ushers the young woman inside.
Alis eagerly exits the hallway. Looking down at the shimmering red nightwear clinging to her curves, she comments "Oh, thank you! Since I'm heading to the Mwangi Expanse in another month or two, I figured I should get something light and airy to sleep in. I hear it's pretty hot there. And yes..." she grins ruefully, "you caught me without my heels on I guess, huh?"
Noticing Suny on the bed, Alis stands up to her full height, clasps her hands in front of her and says, "Oh, how do you do? Alis Kirmoon of Greengold."
Alis eagerly exits the hallway. Looking down at the shimmering red nightwear clinging to her curves, she comments "Oh, thank you! Since I'm heading to the Mwangi Expanse in another month or two, I figured I should get something light and airy to sleep in. I hear it's pretty hot there. And yes..." she grins ruefully, "you caught me without my heels on I guess, huh?"
Noticing Suny on the bed, Alis stands up to her full height, clasps her hands in front of her and says, "Oh, how do you do? Alis Kirmoon of Greengold."
Suny hears the swish of the door opening and the increase light spilling into the room from the hall way outside, but is preoccupied with getting more comfortable under the sheets and blankets to really care or notice much more
"Mwangi Expanse? Are you from that Golarion place, like Therena is? Maybe I will head there someday. Heels? Oh you mean your shoes, I guess. I see they add to your height, he he. Gotta see if they work for me as well."
Seeing Suny wriggling or...something...under the covers, she plays the perfect host and says, "Alis, I would like you to meet Suny, of...somewhere else under the covers." If that Rath guy is up here, he's gonna die of embarrassment, he he
"Mwangi Expanse? ... Heels?"
Gazing with interest upon Lureene's sleek wings, Alis comments, "Yes, I'm from Golarion, hailing from the city of Greengold. It's something of a diplomatic safe-haven in the elvish homeland of Kyonin — the only place 'foreigners' are allowed." She gets an excited look on her face, "Let me tell you though, if you are interested in shoes, Greengold is the shoe capital of Golarion! Noooobody knows shoes like we elves! So, where do you and the others call home?"
Alis, I would like you to meet Suny...
NOW Alis introduces herself! :P
Bit chews his lower lip, something isn't right around here. With the bar nearly empty, he opens up the box, "'Jeff, I gotta bad feeling about this. Am I right to be concerned?"
Majjeff considers his question carefully... "Much is unseen and there are many agendas here. Don't trust the Snake Master. Warn the woman. She is probably with the barmaid - it's her way."
Bit moves to the base and then up the stairs, using his rusty stealth skills.
He listens at the Kirmoon door and then Lureene's.
Based on the gentle snoring at the Kirmoon door, he knocks quietly on Lureene's door...
I don't have time to be wrong...
Lureene wonders more about this Golarion place, the more she hears about this place. She wonders if these elves would be able to help her with looking for her father, but she also knew they didn't generally take to kindly to demons, even half demons. "You said they sell shoes there, do they sell dancing shoes? I wouldn't mind a new pair of shoes."
She takes a peek under the sheets, seeing if the shy elfmaid was under there. "You in there, hun?"
"Dancing shoes?" Alis is practically brimming with enthusiasm, "Do they ever!"
Hearing the knocking at the door, Alis rolls her eyes. "Don't tell me that's Miss Nell..." she whines softly.
As the door remains open and two voices can be made out Suny wriggles out from under the covers and pokes her head out to see who's coming into the room. She holds herself up on one elbow, while brushing golden hair from her face with the other, her bare brown shoulders showing above the covers.
She grins, "Oh, hey there!" to the new comer and Lureene. (^_^)
Alis crouches down nearer to Suny and whispers, "How do you do, Suny? I'm Alis, and judging by the knock at the door, I'm probably in trouble again."
Rath sits on the bar, nursing a second glass of port. For the 5th time he runs through the entire conversation with Lureene and, more specifically, the perfectly hued Elven woman - Suny. I don't get it. What did I say wrong? Maybe I violated an Elven taboo?
Rath idly speculates if killing something would make him feel any better.
Tick. Tock. Are these women deaf? Bit wonders how long he can sit here before the Snake Man returns. He knocks one last time.
Tick. Tock. Are these women deaf? Bit wonders how long he can sit here before the Snake Man returns. He knocks one last time.
Hearing the door knocking, she murmers, "Wonder who that could be, he he. She heads over to the door, and peeks through it and sees the gnome. "What can I help you with, hun?" She sees the concerned look on the gnomes face, and quickly shoos him inside. "Sorry, it's just our merchant friend here."
Alis crouches down nearer to Suny and whispers, "How do you do, Suny? I'm Alis, and judging by the knock at the door, I'm probably in trouble again."
Suny first grins and sits up completely, the covers freely falling away from bare, brown herself. She puts out a hand to be shaken,
"Heya, m'names 'Suny'..." She pauses, "Well, t'is not really Suny, but that's a nice, close fit fer whut it be in Elven." She looks at Alis with her large blue eyes.
"So, whut's Lureene asked ye in aboot?" Suny's head tilts to one side as she finishes speaking, puzzlement writ large upon her expressive features.
Realizing that Bit is probably getting a royal view of her tush right now, Alis give an "Eep!" and hops up planting her butt on the bed next to Suny. She promptly snags a pillow with which to cover-up and crosses her legs.
What's everyone suddenly doing in here? she wonders.
Suny watches the new elf give out a squeak at something and jump onto the bed next to her. Peering over to the door she sees the Gnome, 'Bit' from down stairs. Suny raises a bare brown arm and waves.
"Heya there." She looks to Lureene, "Sooo, whut be goin' on, then?" She asks, still more puzzled than other wise concerned.
Her own bluish-violet eyes getting a nice view of Suny's tanned, toned physique, Alis' face takes on a thoughtful expression and she nods slightly as if in approval. She shakes Suny's hand and then says, "I know what you mean about our names. My full name is Alissariel and my sister's is Alechsularis. Can you tell that our father got to name us? As for Lureene," Alis looks up to her and the gnome expectantly, "she said she needed my help with something, but I don't know what it is yet. Do you have any idea?"
The door finally opens much to Bit's relief. He enters quickly and shuts the door. He wastes no time getting to the point and is clearly agitated. In another time and place, he would have noted with appreciation the three women in various states of undress and recalled a Victoria's Secret catalog he'd seen once on a distant world... but not today.
He turns to Alis without preamble. "The Snake Master has just arranged to purchase that bottle you were interested in from my stock. He asked specifically for the bottle you wanted. Perhaps he means it as a gift for you. Or perhaps he means to use it. All I can say is I don't trust him and the Majjeff has warned me about him. I urge you to be careful."
He turns to Suny, "I'm sorry the little creature bit you. I do owe you something for that. Come down to my stall when you are rested and select anything and it will be yours."
As he makes his way to the door, Bit addresses Lureene, "I know the Majjeff didn't give you all the answers you were seeking. But he might be able to help you in the future. I think you should consider purchasing him. I'll make you a good deal. Now I've got to get back to my stall before the Snake Man returns." He sneaks a quick look outside and vanishes.
Alis blinks in surprise looking from Lureene to Suny and holds her hands up as if to say, "I dunno."
She thinks aloud, still in a hushed voice, "Well, I'm pretty sure that Miss Nell can handle herself. Some of that wine might do her good actually. I doubt Havelock wants to turn me into a worry-wart..." the pretty young half-elf pouts wondering if he means to take advantage of her sweet, innocent, and hopelessly clueless twin sister. Well, at least she's safe in bed right now. she muses.
Suny sits in rather stunned silence as the Gnomes words rush out. She's left blinking even after the small fellow has scooted out the door. One thing does register though and she squeals and hugs the nearest person, namely Alis.
"Eeee! He's gon'a give me somat fer free!" Suny happily bounces up and down on the bed clutching to Alis.
Suny's exuberance jars Alis from her thoughts and she's just barely able to put one arm around Suny (in the position she's in) to give her an awkward hug.
"Lureene..." Alis resumes speaking in a normal tone, rather enjoying Suny's warmth what with the drafty little number she's wearing, "what do you make of all that?" She waves her free arm in the direction the departing gnome just took.
Suny quickly quietens down, shifting now to sit beside her new freind though keeping an arm draped over the other woman's shoulder.
Rath has it! After 5 glasses of port and running through the full conversation... well... a lot. He has discovered the answer. Suny said:
"I mean, just cause I'm wearin' a couple o' shirts..."
...and then she looked at Lureene's clothes with envy maybe? Clearly, something he said made her compare herself to the other women and she was not pleased with the thought or that he had somehow invoked it. He starts his 6th drink... now to solve the problem.
Ah hah! The answer is simple - get her nicer clothes! Rath falls off the bar and lands on his face. No loss, he laughs. He gets up and walk-staggers over to the Gnome. To make sure he has the gnome's full attention on this critical mission, he picks Bit up and holds him at eye-level through-out the conversation. After explaining the problem and the solution, they discuss what clothes would be best. Bit argues for practical travel clothes and sturdy shoes. In the end, Rath 'convinces' (shakes) Bit into agreement that a blue dress matching her lovely eye color would be best... with some girly shoes too.
Bit, ever the merchant, rummages through his wares until he finds a blue silk sundress in a size that should flatter the slender Elf maiden. The problem of course is payment. Rath buries his silver siangham into the counter as collateral against his paying off the gnome out of his salary...
Alis sets the pillow aside now that Bit is gone, but remains seated next to Suny. Unable to put her arm around the much taller elf's shoulders without dislocating her own, she simply puts her arm behind Suny's back, resting her hand upon the well-tanned elf's warm shoulder.
Gazing curiously at her figure, Alis asks, "So from where do you hail, Suny? I've seen humans who are able to get a nice tan like you, but all the other elves I know are about as pale as my sister and me. Was your mother a dryad?"
In the end, Rath 'convinces' (shakes) Bit into agreement that a blue dress matching her lovely eye color would be best... with some girly shoes too.
"Now, how are you going to give it to her? In a box, with a bow? Perhaps with a card?"
Rath looks stymied and quite drunk. His mumbled response, accompanied by a fervent head-shake, is "Can't. I say things that bother her." He almost looks defeated until he raises a cunning eye at the gnome and has a smile that foretells unpleasant things which Bit is not going to like...
"YOU, friend Bit... YOU are going to take what I say and write her a nice letter in your best common and prettiest script. You are going put dress in something NICE and deliver it right now very, VERY quietly to her room. If Biter was here, I ask him to deliver it... but I have YOU instead. And then we NEVER speak of this again. She has secret admirer." He plants his cold iron siangham in the counter next to the silver one and smiles "Delivery Fee."
Bit - muttering under his breath all the while - prepares the swirly handed note stating (on the outside) "For Suny", sneaks up to Lureene's room, delivers the be-ribboned package with ninja-like stealth, and then slinks away. Gods help anyone who steals this package - Rath doesn't seem the forgiving sort.
When he gets back to the stall, Rath is asleep (or unconscious) in a chair. Bit sighs and gets pliers to wrench the sianghams out of the counter and put them in his lock box.
1d20+8 = 22
EDIT: Oops, ninja'd.