Oh. Show must go on, and all that, I understand.It's interesting. Do they accept volunteers? Just asking, for future reference.
As if a gladiator had much of a future...
Lyra’an takes in the sight of Johysis stripping off the rest of her clothing with appreciation and settles into the water as she watches the other woman do the same with a definite note of appreciation.
”Hmm..It’s either completely random, or fate…depending on your outlook on things.” the kayal says with a sigh. My parents were slaves to an umbral dragon on the plane of shadow. At some point, they fled their captivity and during the escape, we ended up here…well in this city I mean.”[/b] she says, scooping up a double handful of water and pouring it over her head.
”We apparently appeared in the middle of a battle between houses, my parents died almost immediately, and I somehow managed to get away in all the chaos….I guess I’ve always been good at being unseen when I need to be.”
” I spent a few years surviving on the Zirnakaynin streets and the surrounding caverns until one day I got caught trying to steal from Mistress Xandayah…that’s how I ended up at the brothel.”
"I suppose. You'd have to either really stink as a warrior or have a death wish to want to BE one, though." The drow scratches his head in confusion. "You did hear me the first time, right?"
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Johysis listens, her expression unchanging.
"...huh. I met Xandayah once. She didn't strike me as the sort of person who lets anyone steal from her and live." She splashes herself with hot water. "You must've been really persuasive."
Oh, I don't wish to die. When you die, you can't feel pain. It's just that, if I had to die, I hope to die a griesly, gory, slow and agonishingly painful death, instead of quietly in a bed, surrounded by my loved ones.
"...riiiiight." The gladiator pushes himself off the wall. "...has anyone told you you're, well..."
"I suppose so," she answers with a smile clearly enjoying the bath in the hot water, and she runs water all over herself, keeping her eyes on Johysis. "How did that meeting come about?"
Lilamma"...riiiiight." The gladiator pushes himself off the wall. "...has anyone told you you're, well..."
Sexy? I know it. But it's always welcome to hear.