Swords, Sex and Sorcery (IC thread)

[DrStein]

Scully laughed at Kat's joke about chest hair. "Depends on what kind you're going for. There's the silky, smooth kind you have..." He stood up and lifted his shirt, showing off his chest hair that trailed down in a strip down his stomach. "And the manly kind." He wasn't overtly muscular like the other men at the table, but he had tone on him and a trim figure that his loose-fitting shirt typically hid. He had the build of someone made for speed instead of brute strength.

He dropped his shirt back down, nothing bothering to tuck it in and sat down again. Kumio was a tough nut to crack. Taciturn, serious, reticent. A flash of suspicion crossed his mind, but he pushed it back down. People in his line of work tended to develop such personalities. Just because the last few years had been the most paranoid of Scully's life didn't mean that this young lady was anything like the Night Candles.

"Are you always this quiet or are you just overwhelmed to be in the presence of five beautiful people all at once?" he asked with a smile. "Come, you're among friends here. If money is what you need, then you're in good company. Even if there isn't work to be found in the city, there's a whole countryside to explore." His face lit up and he gave the whole table a beaming grin. "We could be adventurers! We'll call ourselves The Magnificent Seven!"

They all gave him a look and at least two of them pointed out at the same time that even if Kumio joined them, there would only be six. "Ah, ah, you're forgetting someone." He drew his silver dagger with a flourish and embedded the point in the table with the inscription facing everyone. "Katerina's coming with us too. What kind of man would I be to leave her behind after all we've been through together."

 

[HotKittygirl]

Kat

Her eyes went as wide as saucers as Scully drew up his shirt and revealed himself. Her mouth formed an O and she let fly a rather loud, “Ooooooh!” Before she had even finished her free hand was outstretched before her and that rump was out of the chair. Her fingers splayed as she took a quick swipe of her fingers across his chest.

“So fuzzy! I like a man with some grit to ‘em,” She snickered softly, flopping back down into her seat with a sigh. Her ears twitched and those amber pools blinked several times before a look of confusion drifted over that beautiful face.

“Is it me or did it just get hot in here?” She asked as she fanned herself, one ear perking back towards Scully as he did a rather good stab at recruiting. If either the rogue or the woman were paranoid, well, Kat didn’t see it. All she saw at the moment were the friendly faces and the stiff drinks; maybe this was why she didn’t drink that much...

“Well wait a minute....” Kat bumbled her words, lifting a hand to count upon fingers and peer at each person in turn at the table. Before she could finish her painfully slow accountings someone else blurted out the obvious. Scully’s answer brought out another raucous bout of laughter. The catfolk nearly fell from her seat as she tipped it back again, slapping her knee and ending in a fit of snorts and giggles.

“Yer such a gentleman you are. So who took who’s maidenhead?” Kat retorted rather bluntly, that smile still all too sweet, her voice still holding its singsong manner, even if she slurred her words now and again.

 

[DrStein]

Scully gave Kat a wink when she ran her fingers through his chest hair. He shook his head and wagged a finger at her however at her joke. "Now, now my dear. You know that a gentleman never kisses and tells. Katerina is a lady, and I would never dare speak of her in any way else." He removed the dagger from the table, once again giving it a flourish and kissed the blade before sheathing it once again with the same style and fanfare with which it was drawn. "I'm afraid the story of she and I must stay between us. I promised her I would never tell. Scoundrel though I may be, I never break a promise to a lady."

 

[HotKittygirl]

Kat

Her ears flattened against her crimson mane and for a moment she almost pouted. Yet just as quickly she scrunched up her nose again and laughed. She leaned back in her chair heavily, dark lashes drifting partially closed over those heated amber orbs.

“Well I’m going to have to find out what she knows, one way or another;” Kat said softly and that look in her eyes held more than a certain bit of promise. “That is unless one of these other beautiful women snatch you up.” Kat cast a side-long glance at Lexy and their newest companion, a rather devious look painted upon her resplendent visage.

 

[DrStein]

Scully just flashed that winning smile of his again. "Oh, you ladies are all welcome to try. Encouraged even. I just hope you won't be disappointed that the... reward for your efforts doesn't end with you learning the story." The tone he used on the word "reward" could not have made the double entendre any clearer than if he had stripped to the waist and struck a pose. He took another helping of broth and looked back over at Kumio. Getting her to open up would be a challenge. Though he would appreciate having someone else in the group who understand the value of stealth. It would put less pressure on him to divulge details of his past he wasn't ready to share yet.

Of course, that was assuming she was in any mood to tell the others how similar she was to him.

 

[JadeKnight]

"Friends..."

Kumio's voice trailed off are she said the word, mostly in response to Scully's offer and, mostly to her, his jumping to the conclusion that she was already part of the group without even being able to decide on her own. She sipped her tea, draining the cup as Scully lifted his shirt up to expose himself. She watched the batter between Kat and Scully in silence. She raised an eyebrow slightly when he pulled out Katerina.

She rested one hand on her weapon beneath the table, but didn't draw it. She knew the intimacy of a weapon, especially one that had been with it's owner for so long. She finished the pot of tea off, filling her cup up. She licked her lips for a moment before sipping her tea once more. If she decided to stay and join this 'group', things might get interested, but she hadn't decided yet.

As one of the servers walked by the table, she stumbled for a moment and a mug of mead slipped from her tray. Her free hand went out in a moment to catch the fallen mug.

(17+5=22)

 

[HotKittygirl]

“I’ll learn it one way or another,” Kat said with that smile. There was no denying the way he implied the word, Kat might be drunk but she wasn’t stupid. Regardless, the tip of her tongue lapped out over her lips, moistening them and for a moment she looked as if she were to retort, yet the odd woman at the end of the table caught a falling mug from a passing serving wench. Kat giggled and offered a clap or two before that smile drifted back into a Cheshire cat grin.

“Impressive! Unfortunately, you missed out on our little song and dance number.” Kat commented as she reached for yet another goblet, all this talk was making her rather thirsty and hey, the drinks were free!

 

[DrStein]

Scully was about to make a remark about how Katerina would only accept his touch and so trying to get the answer from her would be pointless. But then Kumio snagged a mug out of the air. That confirmed it in his mind. He said nothing as Kat complimented the woman but gave her a look. He knew. He may not have known what illicit activities she specialized in. But he knew that she walked on the edge of the law like he did. Rather than saying anything however, he simply returned to his broth with a meaningful half-smile on his face. He looked for just that one moment before he broke eye contact with her like the cat that swallowed the canary.

 

[kittenofdeath]

(Fortitude for the first third of the stein, 18+6=24, quite the pass on a dc12)

Zell took another gulp of his drink as he watched Nizzre out of the corner of his eye, the glare she was giving the person behind him was quite the death stare <”dont kill him”> he advised <”if you have to do something about him, give him a swift kick in the dangly bits and yell that he's a pervert, the whole bar will be on your side if you do.”> He said with a smirk and the mental image <”unprovoked violence is a hard thing to get away with in any continent, and legal matters are such a bother.”>

He took out another sweetroll, started pulling off little bite sized chunks and eating them “so what are you plans for life here?” he asked, in between his little bits of sweetroll and gulps of mead, choosing to talk in common both to stop people from getting suspicious, and to give her a much needed chance to improve her accent “you don’t strike me as the kind who is just going to settle down and take up a trade”

 

[JadeKnight]

She gave a slight nod as the serving wench thanked her as she placed the mug back on her serving tray. She noticed Scully's look, but didn't make any sort of real acknowledgement. She had been warned that some may figure out what she did, but she wasn't going to confirm or deny it. That might come later, if she knew she could trust anyone.

She tilted her head towards Kat with a slight smirk. She was never one to raise her voice, having been taught self-control was the best survival technique she had.

"No, the floor carried it well."

She drained her cup and placed the empty container next to the teapot. She paused for a moment when the sunlight glinted on her magic silver ring on her right ring finger, pulling back after a moment as she looked towards Kat again, studying her.

 

[HotKittygirl]

Nizzre

She nursed her drink, taking only small sips to savor the taste. She did not drink for sensations, unlike some other creatures. It was hard not to hear the conversation that wafted in towards those upswept ears. Nizzre shifted in her seat uncomfortably and if it wasn’t for Zell she would have found it too much to bear. Yet the tiefling simply sat there, eating and drinking and making a joke of the man watching them. Nizzre was momentarily distracted from her typical paranoia, those crimson orbs finding Zell with a curious look in them. For a moment she held his gaze in her own, before those lips twitched once more.

< “Why do it when you can get someone else to do it for you,” > She returned the jest with a soft huff of laughter, another sip given to her glass before she put it aside. The sweets she had eaten were more than enough for the drowess, Nizzre had learned to live on less; though that might not be the healthiest thing for one’s body. The conversation began anew and this time he returned to the common tongue. While they got less stares without using the harsh undercommon tongue, it was still something Nizzre had to concentrate on. That in itself was a good thing, at least it distracted her from her initial mistrust. She shifted in her ear once more and drew her hood back, one hand smoothing through her platinum locks lightly.

“I plan on making enough gold to live my life comfortably,” She said easily enough, as if she had answered the questions often. “Life can be harsh and brutal.” Her voice lowered a little bit, her fingers tensing and stretching before her. They seemed not to know where to go and Nizzre simply wrapped them about her glass and brought it to her lips again.

Kat

The goblet was drained as much as she had done before, with a smack of her lips and a sigh. Kat leaned back in her chair and folded her arms behind her head. Her only response to the woman’s short sentence was another light-headed giggle. While Kat herself seemed a drunken sort at the moment, her attire a black bodysuit and little else. She wore a thick leather belt about that slender waist, a leather scabbard resting all too comfortably at her hip. She made no mention of the blade and rarely even moved her hand to touch it, though the sword itself never seemed to get in the way of her actions. She was accustomed to its weight, to its place at her side as much as Kumio or Scully were with their own blades. She never once gave a hint of a fierce and dedicated warrior or even that she had the aptitude to wield a sword. There was a certain sweetness about her, a genuine quality that many of her companions had already come to like, though there was one thing that Kat never portrayed; innocence.

(Forgot to roll.

Roll(1d20)+2:
13,+2
Total:15

Surprise. SMASHED. Queue the music.)

 

[DrStein]

Scully rolled his eyes at Kumio's taciturnity. "I'm thinking of giving nicknames to our little group. You for example," he said to the woman beside him. "I'm going to call you Gabby. Because you talk too much." He glanced at the other members of the group and saw no reason not to continue the joke. He started by pointing to Tarik. "Chuckles."

He then pointed to Xarkl. "Slab Bulkhead."

He then pointed to Lexi. "Butterfly."

And finally he came to Kat. "Melody."

He leaned back and smirked. "All names subject to change if I come up with something better."

 

[Lexavier]

Lexy let out a genuine lilting laugh, arranging the scarf around her neck proudly. The red and gold scarf complimented her fair hair nicely. She was just examining the golden stitching when Kat leaned over and pressed her soft lips to her cheek. She turned quickly to Kat, a small expression of surprise melted to another light giggle as she smiled brightly.

Lexy watched everything with facination, the exchanges between Kat and Scully, and the appearance of another lady to their little group. Lexy couldn't quite make her out, quiet, yet confident. She held herself well, and her reflexes.. a match for Scullys perhaps. And the way she studied everyone..

Lexy pulled back her chair and stood. The single drink seemed not to have affected her ability to walk to much. She excused herself, and slipped through the still mingling crowd to the bar.
"Can I have a clean empty glass please?" she asked lightly, but loud enough to be heard over the noise. The barman gave her an odd look but complied, handing her an empty glass.

Whispering words, she focused her power and the glass filled with cold pure water. (Cast Create Water). She drained the glass quickly, the others all seemed to be enjoying themselves, she didn't want to seem out of the place asking for water and bring the mood down.

As she prepared herself to return to the table, her eyes swept the room. She noted the people Tarik had been staring at. She tried not to be judgeful, but it was hard when one of them remained hooded, forboding and dark in this cheery atmosphere, and the other looked menacing with those horns. She hoped it was just her imagination.

 

[HotKittygirl]

Kat

She laughed as Scully gave out a playful name to each person at the table. Her ears perked as he gave her the name “Melody”, a rather sweet name at that. A flush might have taken over her cheeks if she hadn’t been covered in that silken layer of ebon fur. Or perhaps it was simply th drink that had done such. Lexy had disappeared from Kat’s side, she had just noticed. A blink was given before she glanced over her shoulder, trying to catch the blonde haired elf through the crowd. With a huff she gave up the search, leaning back into her chair as she reached up and began to unlace her suit.

“Well I will call you...uh...Big nose,” She retorted after an awkward pause, by this time she had unlaced enough of that suit to allow herself some air and in the process offer a rather splendid view of her impressive cleavage. “No that’s no good...gimme a sec.” She retorted quickly, scrunching up her face as she tried to think of something witty to say.

Nizzre

With her customary glance up from her wine and company Nizzre caught that almost casual but too curious look from the elf. There was no denying those crimson eyes, nor the hard, sharp look in them that she had offered Tarik.

 

[DrStein]

Scully lifted a brow at Kat unlacing her top and showing her cleavage off. True, she was drunk and probably wouldn't care if he pointed out. But he figured fair was fair. "As long as you're going to be showing off the goods, I suppose I should return the favor." He stood and removed his shirt, tossing it down onto the table. A few women in the room gave him an appreciative cheer, to which he responded with a smile and a wave before taking a seat.

He smiled at Kat as she struggled through the alcohol to come up with a nickname. "Until recently, I sometimes went by Snake." He tilted his head and tapped at the tattoo on his neck. He wouldn't mind hearing that nickname again. He thought it made him sound sexier.

 

[HotKittygirl]

Kat

Those amber eyes went wide as she saw Scully stand and whip off his shirt, revealing that svelte dancer’s frame. Her ears twitched and cocked towards the shirt that lay upon the goblet strewn table. With a snort she burst into a fit of laughter, glancing to her only to find Lexy’s seat still empty. A pity the Druidess might have enjoyed that. Kat took an appreciative glance at the half bare human once more before she stood up from her chair with a huff.

“Snake eh? The Snake it is!” She declared as she pushed her way up onto the table. For all her drunkenness she still seemed to hold onto some grace. She had meant to look for Lexy, yet as she slid onto all fours on the table she heard a cat call go out from somewhere in the crowd. With her attention lost and distracted, Kat pushed up with a laugh.

“Yah want to see something, eh?!” She called back, a rather mischievous smile spilling out across her lips. With a flick of that tail her hips began, a slow, undulating movement as she began to dance. It was not the same high energy jig she had done with Scully, oh no, it was some far more slow and seductive. Her tail swayed heavily in opposite of those hips, already her hands ran out over her tempting frame and fell upon the already loosened bodysuit. In time with that dance she began to tug at the laces revealing in by inch more of those ample swells. One step to the side and she turned on her heel, her tail snaking out and curling under Scully’s chin even as she winked at Tarik and made an attempt to find Lexy.

( I just rolled an acrobatics check to see if she would have fallen flat on her ass.
Roll(1d20)+12:
11,+12
Total:23

Doesn’t include any penalties.

And another roll for Perform dance:

Roll(1d20)+12:
18,+12
Total:30

Almost a crit. Geeze I am either in the gutter or aces on these rolls.)

 

[kittenofdeath]

Kat
( I just rolled an acrobatics check to see if she would have fallen flat on her ass.
Roll(1d20)+12:
11,+12
Total:23

Doesn’t include any penalties.

And another roll for Perform dance:

Roll(1d20)+12:
18,+12
Total:30

Almost a crit. Geeze I am either in the gutter or aces on these rolls.)

You're currently at -7, so thats -4 to the rolls, though so far all the drunken swagger is doing is putting a lovely sway in Kats hips.
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(Fort save, 10+6=16 vs dc13)

Zell noted the change in her body language, that certain directionless feel that comes when one accidentally reminds oneself of a harsh truth they had been trying to ignore. “Now there's a sentiment I can get behind” Zell said in a rather depressed voice, taking a good gulp of his drink, reducing it down to about one third “life can be harsh and brutal, no doubt, but sometimes, you find something fun to take your mind off it” he said with a grin “I find alcohol works wonders for that point.”

“Besides, when you...” he stopped and looked confused for a moment, his brain having just clicked about what all the noises he was hearing meant “is what I think is happening behind me actually happening behind me?” he sighed, already knowing the answer “why do I always end up sitting at the wrong side of the table for stuff like this?”

 

[HotKittygirl]

Nizzre

Zell always seemed to have something to say and usually it was quite insightful in some form or fashion. Nizzre had never sought comfort at the bottom of a bottle, having ones senses so clouded was a feeling she never really enjoyed. She took a sip of her wine regardless, savoring the taste more than anything else. It was a good vintage, though rather plain compared to what she was use to. Her hood was drawn back further as Nizzre felt that the attention was from them if only for the time being. Her goggles dangled about her slender throat, jostling ever so slightly with her movements. Just as Zell continued it seemed he felt the situation growing behind him as much as heard it. Perhaps he noticed the look upon Nizzre’s face change so quickly. It happened so quickly, at least to the drowess. First the human with the snake tattoo and hooked nose whipped his shirt off and that catfolk female soon followed. She was up on the table before Nizzre could think of the words in common.

“If by what you think is happening, you mean a strip tease, then yes;” She retorted easily, those lips twisting once more. She couldn’t help but notice the rather tempting frame of the catfolk as she danced despite her drunken nature. It seemed to add something to her sleek, graceful movements. Nizzre had expected her to come tumbling down on her face. Her gaze lingered for a moment before they drifted back towards the tiefling before her. “If you ask nicely I might let you sit in my lap. Maybe she’ll let you tip her a good piece.” Her voice softened a bit as she tried being sarcastic for once.

 

[Led_Astray]

Tarik watched quietly at the interplay between his companions, but when Kat took to the table again, he decided to intervene.

"That's enough now, kittykat." he rumbled. "You've already given these fine folks one show, don't let the blessings of Cayden lead you into another that you didn't intend."

He reached up and wrapped his large arms around her, effortlessly scooping her up, * feeling her taut feline breasts spilling out of her top and pressing against his chest as he did so. He held her close to prevent any of the crowd getting a free show

"Time for you to sleep it off... if you feel like continuing the show when you are sober I won't stop you, but for now..." and he paused to eye the crowd, daring any man to disagree, "...the show is over."




*grapple check, if required, 17+8=25

 

[JadeKnight]

She stayed silent when Scully came up with a nickname for her. She wasn't going to make any judgements yet. No, she would just continue to gather information about the others before she truly decided how to act. Her eyes followed Lexy from her seat till she was lost in the crowd near the bar.

She waited a few seconds before picking up the teapot and cup, leaving the table before Scully and Kat began their strip tease. She placed the teapot and cup on the bartop, motioning towards the kettle for a moment. At the same time her tongue went to elven, barely heard over the din as she stood near Lexy, but didn't quite look at her.

<Interesting group. And a long way from home for you.>

After the barkeep filled her teapot, she refilled her glass and took a sip.

 

[Lexavier]

Lexy stood trapped against her will. She wanted to tear her eyes away, she wanted to think about something else, but those crimson eyes.. they stared at her for the briefest moment before indifference carried them on past her. Yet that moment was all that required for the familiarity Lexy had felt earlier to fall into place. She knew all to way the stories she was told as a child.........

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The little fire crackled, sending flying sparks and burning embers up into the air, floating like little firey fairies before twirling and falling to hit the ground. Lexy pulled the blankets closer to her body, snuggling in their offered warmth as her Mother quietly slipped into the room. A striking woman with blonde gossamer hair and a shapely figure. She smiled warmly down at her child, and then, a look of suspicion.

"Lexavier dear.... He isn't telling you those awful stories again is he?" she spoke softly, but had the mother's edge. Lexy shook her head, and her suspicious look deepened, before she relaxed with a sigh. "It's all rubbish you know..." With another theatrical sigh, she pressed her lips to Lexy's head and whispered a goodnight before disappearing from the room.

Lexy counted the heartbeats.. four... five... six..........nine...ten. Right on cue, he stepped through the door. Her grandfather was an eldar of the community, highly regarded and one of the most powerful Druids she knew of. And still he would find time to come to his granddaughters room to tell her a story before she slept. For his age, he held himself well, only using the stick by his side on the occasional stride. He pulled a seat by the fire and mumured his appreciation of the warmth.

"Tell me about them again... please?" Lexy's hushed words filled with excitement. The old Elf smiled and pulled his chair closer.

"There is a place..." he began, "deep deep down under the surface, through mines and caves and beastly lairs, there is a place, where the Drow live. They were elves once, banished from this world and cursed to live in the Underdark for all eternity. They are creatures... of pure evil, only returning to the surface to Feed.. on little elven girls and boys. Their skin is the colour of the night, and their hair the moon. They stalk about, looking for people to torture .. just .. for fun.

I remember battling one in my youth. A wretched thing. It had been hunting me for days. I was tired and travel weary, but it was relentless. One night, while I thought I had outrun it, it ambushed me. It wanted to skin me alive! It stalked closer.. and closer.. its fetid breath still haunts me to this day. It flashed a wicked black blade at me, it's glowing red eyes stared menacingly, it was going to gut me and i knew it...."

Lexy was holding her breath, she could imagine it, the horrible hunched creature standing over her brave grandfather. "What did you do?"

He laughed with a wheeze. "What did I do? The only thing I could do! I turned into a tiny little rat and ran as fast as my little feet would carry me." He rubbed her head, messing her hair affectionately. "Keep your eyes peeled Lexy, those Drow could lurk at every shadow." With another burst of wheezy laughter he stood. "Night Lexavier." He bent and kissed her forehead.

"Night.." she replied. He started for the door...

"Oh and Lexavier?" he turned to her, and smiled softly. "A long way from home for you"

"What?"

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"What?" she finally brought herself out of it, reality snapping back into place as she noticed the new girl beside her, what was her name? Yes, Kumio, and she was speaking Elven.
<"We've sort of been thrown together. To tell the truth I was expecting to find company, but I'm glad to be wrong."> She looked at Kumio carefully, before glancing over to the table and noticing Kat and Tarik. <I haven't quite worked them all out, but I hope to. Shall we return?> She asked, feeling a desire to rejoin the group after the unsettling recollection of her childhood stories...

 

[JadeKnight]

Kumio looked at the elf for a few more moments as she thought about what to do. She finished off her cup before refilling it again. She really didn't need to drink the tea, but it was an old custom she had always enjoyed. It was a little more healthy and less dangerous than the alcohol the others seemed to insist on drinking.

She left the empty teapot and picked up her glass, heading back towards the rest of the group. She kept her left hand clasped lightly on her wakishizi as she walked to the table, but she didn't sit down yet. Her eyes darted towards the hooded figure and tefling for a few moments before she looked back towards Lexy, a slight smirk on her lips.

 

[DrStein]

Kat's table dance caught Scully by surprise. He hadn't intended to give her that idea. Tarik snatched her up and covered her from her leering legion of admirers. She'd have to sleep this one off.

Scully stood and gathered up his shirt, figuring he should help solve this little scene. He crossed over to the two of them and handed Tarik his shirt. "Get this on her to preserve what little remains of our dear's modesty. I'll get us a room key. I'll find Lexi and she and I can take her upstairs."

Without waiting further, Scully turned and strode off toward the bar, stopping short when he nearly collided with Lexi and Kumio. He looked to the elf and pointed behind him over his shoulder. "Poor Kat has had too much to drink, Butterfly. Talk to her and keep her from doing anything stupid. I'm going to get a room key and the two of us can take her upstairs."

Scully hurriedly crossed to the bar and paid for a room for the night before deftly weaving through the crowds back to his friends. He felt a feminine hand grab hold of his ass quickly as he passed by but paid it no mind. Some other time perhaps. He got back to the group and nodded his thanks to Tarik. "Come on, Melody. Time for all good kittens to go to bed."

 

[kittenofdeath]

Scully hurriedly crossed to the bar and paid for a room for the night before deftly weaving through the crowds back to his friends.

Barkeep charges you the day rate, 1 gold piece, and informs you that it does not cover the nightly rental as well.

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Zell was stalled for a second, his brain reprocessing what Nizzre had just said to confirm that yes, it was in fact sarcasm, she had made a joke, he was so proud of her, his little girl was growing up in to a snarky bastard. “Oh please oh pleeeease” he said, following on with the joke, his hands coming together in a mocking motion of prayer, barely managing to keep from bursting in to laughter as he did “If I could sit on your lap it would just make my day, I'd be your bestest friend forever” he finished, the level of sickly sweetness in what he just said sickening him slightly.

(fort save for the last of the drink, 18+6... yeah, easy pass.)

He leaned back in his chair and laughed, quickly polishing off the last of his drink with a grin, this was good, his drinking partner may not have been removing her clothes, but she was funny, that was better, better enough that he didn’t realize that the show behind him had stopped from the sound of it, he had to wait for the crowd to start booing whichever fool stopped it. Oh well, he hadn’t been watching it, so its no big loss to him, he just hoped things didnt turn ugly, as much as he enjoyed a good barfight, he didn’t want to piss off the local law enforcement on his first day.

 

[HotKittygirl]

Kat

It all happened so quickly Kat didn’t notice she was swept off the table until she was smashed against Tarik’s broad chest. She managed a gasp, though she couldn’t remember if it was when she was snatched up or pressed against him. That motion was enough for her to literally pop out of her half-undone bodysuit, those ample swells jostling rather wildly. Yet for the moment she was covered, pressed against a hard body in steel. Kat couldn’t help but shiver lightly in his grasp, a tingle of excitement that caused the light in the amber pools to brighten all the more. She peered up into that broad face of Tarik’s and for the moment found him rather attractive. She leaned up within his grasp, she had no real way of physically breaking free of his steel grip. Gingerly she placed a kiss upon the tip of his nose, a sweet kitten kiss as she peered into his dark gaze.

“Oh sweet Tarik,” She murmured in that singsong voice, fluttering dark lashes before slitted amber pools. “You are my sweet knight. Saving me from myself. I assure you though I am well in control of myself. You needn’t fret so much. Like I told you on the ship...I rarely need looking after.”

( BLUFF CHECK! Luckily that’s based off charisma. Roll(1d20)+9:
14,+9
Total:23)

Nizzre

Those slender, platinum brows arched as Zell proceed with his display. Her lips twitched once more and for the moment all she saw was the tiefling. She did something she hadn’t done in so very long then: laugh.

It wasn’t a soft huff of laughter, a dainty giggle. Nizzre felt her head tilting back as her lips parted and that laughter came unabated. Her shoulders hook from the effort and a hand lightly slapped the table. It lasted for several long moments before the drowess settled down again, her glass raised to her lips as if to hide the smile that lingered there.

“You are a fool, Zell,” She commented lightly, though she still held that tone still. She wouldn’t let this moment go to waste, not even as the crowd began to turn sour about them as the big man made off with the half naked catfolk. “Perhaps I will find you a jester’s cap and make holes for your horns...”