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Novennia Galonnica sat in the corner of the inn, listening to the chatter of the patrons, hearing word of the recent troubles being caused by the Glorious Reclamation.

"Ha! The Glorious Reclamation is a bunch of weak-minded fools. Their goddess, Iomedae, is nothing but a goody-two-shoes b&~$%. Ymeri and Ardad Lili are much more powerful. Oh, yes, she may have paladins at her beck and call, but even the righteous can be burned," the tattooed sorceress thought to herself as she sipped her red wine a bit. She had been eyeing one of the serving girls for a while now.

Novennia continued to watch the wench for a while longer, but after several more minutes of observation, the Chelaxian noblewoman went to the innkeeper and paid for the best room in the inn. The innkeeper, a woman who was good looking herself, had caught Novennia's eye, but she would save her for later...maybe.

After paying the innkeeper, Novennia asked, "That serving girl right over there? The one with the amber eyes? What is her name?"

The innkeeper was a bit puzzled, but then recalled her servant's name, "Oh her? She's Pontia. Sweet girl. Has a lot of men chasing after her skirt. Keeps out of trouble mostly."

"I see..." Novennia grinned a bit, and passed two gold coins to the innkeeper, whispering, "Send her to my room as soon as possible, and you'll receive three more of these."

The innkeeper blinked in surprise, but then nodded, a knowing smile on her face as she took the 'gift' and handed the noblewoman a key, saying, "Best room in the house, milady."

As soon as Novennia entered her room and placed her backpack on the floor there was a knock.

Smiling, Novennia told the expected person to enter. The serving girl was shy, stuttering as she politely asked for the reason she was called for.

"Lock the door behind you, and take off your clothes. You and I are going to have some fun together," Novennia said seductively as she swayed her hips, smirking as she saw the servant blush a deep red. The noblewoman decided that maybe she would invite the innkeeper after all...

Three days later, a pompous nobleman from House Sarini passed by and tried to make a pass at the sorceress. Novennia grinned as she toyed with his emotions, before breaking his heart, while also lighting his coin purse by making him to spend so much money buying her expensive gifts, that he had to sleep with peasants! Chuckling to herself she said goodbye to the innkeeper and servant girl who were saddened to see her go, while the Sarini nobleman cried in his beer.

Novennia smirked as she walked towards a sign that said this way to Longacre...