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Draven Treeruner
5'8" 195lbs
Lean and defined
Long pinned back black hair, streaks of silver was running through it
Eyes were emerald green and quite piercing they could be
He wore a simple light green tunic that seemed to hug his frame and over it was his darker brown chain mail that seemed to blend into his tunic. Had a black leather dagger sheathe that held two daggers at the small of his back. He was often seen carrying a long silver-blueish tone long Bow with a quiver that carried no arrows. He had two different colored bracers, one that was gold and the other that was a silver-ish tone. His brown leather jerkins were worn a little lose. His last two items of clothing was his dark shimmering cloak that seemed to change color with his surroundings or maybe at his command and finally was his spectacles, silver tone and very complex looking, gnome made and intentions unknown to all but him...
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He was an adventurer and he was after one thing...

The prize of all prizes, the Dragons pit. A store house of treasure and fortune. So much fame to obtain. And so many mysteries to seek, adventure to have and demise to become...

Draven held the map to this "Dragon Pit" where Dragons go to fight for the mountain and store there treasure. A huge lair was built by the Dragons and there slaves, and Draven held the map of the place. This was a place where no one has ever made it in or out. Draven was up to the challenge, but was there another reason this one person was going into the Pit? What was his desires other than just the treasure, there had to be something else, but what?

Draven knew one thing, he needed help, he needed to find a partner in this, but who?
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He was like a blur through the night, a speeding image jumping from tree to tree, moving as fast as he could to get to the Trade Town. He had the map, he had the skill, but was it enough...? He doubted himself. He needed to find help, or was it something else. He thought as he moved through the night. He was an accomplished raider, his gear proved it. From his weapons, to his armor, to his rings and spectacles. What was it he was missing?

He reached the town border and saw the magical lights illuminating the town brightly into the forest. He saw people everywhere walking around, the town guards heavily armored and ever watching everyone and ever where. Draven jumped from the top of the tree to the ground and hit the floor in a roll and to his feet as he strode into town, seeing all the merchants and taverns open, all the different races trading and purchasing, talking amongst each other, and lots of people conspiring. Draven watched everyone around him, ready for anything. He pulled his hood of his cloak over his head as he turned the corner and walked into a crowded tavern and sat a table in the dark corner. He sat at the table and saw everyone inside having a great time here, drinking and laughing, gambling and laughing. Draven was the only one without a smile on his face as he held his mystic gold coin that he flipped in the air as he caught it and he rolled it over his knuckles.

He needed to find someone to help him, with what ever his problem was and some one to help him with his map. He was feeling lonely and he thought maybe he needed a woman's company, someone to be around. Maybe he would find that here.
 
Satinka Silvertongue
5’4” 105 lbs
Slender and curved
Long auburn hair pulled back ponytail style with a short black leather strip of material. Deep dark blue eyes, almost black and very seductive
She wore a brown leather bodice with white lace that pushed her breasts up and out. Her panties were almost a sheer white like the lace on her bodice. Her garters stretched mid way down her thigh and hooked to her sheer nylons. She had 4” stiletto brown boots on that came up just above her knees. She carried a dagger in the side of each. She wore bracers on her arms with daggers that could shoot out if she needed them. She had a hooded cloak on that she had recently convinced a man she met to give it to her. Her charms were enough for him to not charge her, nor did he touch her. She also had on a golden ring with a large ruby in it. This she had confiscated while two men were fighting. One warrior lost his finger along with the ring and she was just lucky enough to have it drop at her feet. Once she found that it was a magic ring, she put it on her finger and it suddenly fit perfectly to her small finger.

Satinka was to be the prize for the man that won the fight, but when the fight was over, she had slipped quietly into the dark of night and disappeared. She was quick and hard to see due to her the cloak she wore and being a woman, she wasn’t looked at as a threat. When spoken to, she had a deep sensual tone in her voice that charmed many of all races.

It had taken her until late the next night to get to the trade town. She wasn’t looking for anything in particular, but she kept a close ear to what people said, in case there was something she might have wanted or needed. Tonight she was tired and a bit worn from her travels and she was more thirsty than hungry. She decided to go into to the crowded tavern to get her thirst filled and possibly meet someone charming enough to buy her a drink, maybe something to eat.

As she walked in, the crowd parted letting her by and looking her over very well. She smiled at all who were watching her as she looked around the room. She also noticed the lone man sitting in the corner, not a smile on his face. She walked up to the bar and two men made room for her, one of which ordered her some ale to drink. When she thanked him, he seemed at a loss for words, her voice and the look in her eyes just drawing him in. She looked again at the man in the corner and wondered about him and when he looked up, she made sure to smile directly his way.

 
He saw that woman enter the crowded tavern, she stood out amongst the crowd. She looked very dangerous, very skilled. He could not take his eyes off her. He watched her close as the men in the crowd parted ways for her, all of them eyes her as she walked by. They all stared at her thighs and her ass as she walked by, the ones in front of her as they parted stared at her perky breasts popping out of her bodice. They all just about drooled over her as she walked up to the bar and immediatly a drink was poured for her, bought by some man, he hoped that he would be able to get lucky. But she paid him no attention after she thanked him.

Draven looked at her and than sighed, what was he thinking, she would not even notice him back here, there was too many better looking in her path. He just shook his head as he took his mystic coin again and flipped it in the air. He looked at her again, and saw that she smiled and had her eyes on his. He nodded and smiled back at her as he rolled the gold coin on his knuckles. He saw her, did she really notice him? He shook his head and looked back out the window. He wanted her to come over, he wanted her to have a drink with him... but what did he have to offer...

Treasure...

The red ring, the white cloak, Hmmm he thought.
 
The lone man at the table had acknowledge her when she smiled. For some reason even with all the males flirting with her, she sensed the need to talk to the one at the table. He seemed so alone and actually very bored as she watched him flip his coin. She wondered how he would react if she went over there, her eyes fixated on the coin that would go far in her purse. Yet it was more than just having the coin, she really wanted to talk with him, get to know him.

Finally, tiring of the flirting from all around she told the bartender two send two ale’s over to the man’s table. One man in front of her told the bartender to put it on his tab. She thanked him sweetly and told him maybe she would talk with him or possibly have a dance with him later.

“I have to go talk to my friend there in the corner, but I might get a chance to talk again.” she said in her very sexy sweet voice.

Satinka then walked towards the table of the lone man, her eyes meeting his as the ail was placed on the table before her arrival. The barkeep pointed to her, most likely explaining where the drinks came from.

“Mind if I sit for a few minutes?” she asked as she sat down without waiting for an answer. “I told them you were my friend, so they won’t bother us, I hope you don’t mind, but you seem to have the only quiet spot in the place.” her voice was almost like a sensual whisper as she talked, her dark blue eyes looking directly into his piercing green ones.
 
He saw her approch his table and he flipped his coin one last time as it stopped its glow and he caught it in his hand. He looked up at her and smiled.

"Of course, sit down... where are my manners."

He quickly got up and pulled her chair for her, but she had already sat down, he was just too slow. He saw how remarkably beautiful she was and was taken back as he sat down.

"Um, that is fine. But we don't even know eachother?"

He pulled the hood of his cloak down and she saw his shining black hair with silver streaks through it.

"My name is Draven, Draven Treerunner."

He smiled at her.

"Yes I tend to drive away the noise where ever I go, that is what lonliness does. So what brings you to my part of the Tavern?"

He did not feel a evil aura from her, so he knew he was not in any danger from her. His coin was magic and detected evil when it was near, the hotter the coin got and brighter it glowed, the more evil was closer to him.

"Thank you for the drink, I will get what ever you want next round for you."
 
“Nice to meet you Draven Treerunner. I am Satinka Silvertongue.”

She smiled at him and noticed how nice his hair and face were without the cloak. He had the kind of hair she could see herself running her fingers through.

“Well now with me here, you no longer need to feel lonely.” she said softly and sipped her ale. “I just got into town and needed something to drink and am looking to find something to eat as well. Although I don’t know if they serve food here or not.”

Satinka then pulled her hood down and untying the leather band holding her hair up. The waves of her long auburn hair cascaded down her back and around her face and shoulders, her beauty definitely more striking now with out the hood.

“You’re welcome for the drink and thank you for the next round.” She tipped her cup to him, then sipped more of the ice cold ale. “This is quite good, if they do have food here I would imagine it is pretty good too.”

She looked around, her eyes glancing everywhere quickly taking in what she saw, not wanting to run into the man who lost a finger and a ring.

“So do you generally hang out in this tavern or have you come from somewhere else. Maybe like myself, you move around a lot.” she said sensing this was true. She wasn’t sure how she knew this, but it seemed she could sense different things since she had put the ring on her finger.
 
"What a name... Satinka, amazing..."

He smiled as he sipped his ale and watched her close. He wondered about her, there had to be something more she was after, other than just food."

"Um, I do think they have food here, order what you want, I see a lot of people eating the stew here. So it must be good. No, I do not usually hang out here in town. I move around a lot, I was just going to go to the mage here in town to see if he was interested in these findings."

He showed her a small bag and produced spell books and scrolls and a few rings.

"If he wanted to buy them or tell me more about them and than I could see if anyone in town would want to buy them."

He now watched her close, he would be able to tell her motives by seeing the goods.

"I come across certain treasures and I sell them to those that want to buy. I guess you could call me a treasure hunter. I got these off a rather evil wizard that loved to torture his slaves and turn them into his undead minions... rather nasty mage he was..."

He looked at her.

"Ever heard of him, Ravenox the Immortal? Or so he said he was... rather easy to kill once you found the source of his power..."

He smiled as he knew everyone heard of that wizard, crazed, lunatic, mad... and very dangerous, and this man here killed him...

"And I thank you for taking that lonliness away, it was something that I felt like I need to relieve. Sort things out you know."

He smiled.
 
“Thanks for the compliment about my name, Satinka actually means magic dancer. Perhaps I shall show you that someday.” she said softly and smiled at him.

Then as he spilt his treasure bag out her eyes widened at such wonderful treasure.

“So you hunt for treasure but don’t keep it. Suppose you find something very powerful that could help you, would you sell that too?”
She was more than just a bit curious where he got the treasure and at first thought wondered how she would get her hands on it. But looking at him and the feeling she had about him since she entered the Tavern, she decided not to risk anything here.

“You should make lots of money from that, it all looks very valuable. I may have to talk to the mage myself about this ring that a friend gave me. It’s probably just a regular ring, but I could find out anyway.”

She gave him her hand to show him the ring with the ruby stone in it.

“I just found it so beautiful….oh barkeep, I’d like some of the stew, and my friend here if he wants some, and you could bring us two more drinks.” she said as the barkeep passed by having given someone else a dinner order.

“So you’re the brave and very good fighter that rid this world of Ravenox the Immortal? You have done us all a service, thank you.” she said surprised by this knowledge and very glad to hear it as she had gotten several things off him at one time and slipped away in the night. Apparently she heard he still looked for her so she had left that area a long time ago.

“I’m glad I could help with your loneliness, as I was rather lonely myself. Is there something you need to talk about to help you sort things out? Perhaps some treasure you want to go after….or possibly some person you are looking for…” the words just came out as the thought came to her head.

It’s got to be this ring helping me with people’s thoughts, something is doing it that’s for sure. Satinka thought to herself, still smiling innocently and sweetly at him.
 
Draven looked to her and smiled as he saw her eyes go wide at the treasure.

"After I have a mage tell me about it, I than decide whether I want to keep it or not. My gear is what I kept from hunts."

He looked at her ring and waved his hand over it.

"Well it is nothing evil, I can tell you that."

He than took something from his inside his cloak and put them on, a pair of spectacles that were dark eyes. He looked to the ring again.

"It is very magical I can tell you that."

He lowered the spectacles to the tip of his nose as he heard her order food for them.

"I do not know about a brave and good fighter, lets just say I am resourceful..."

He saw the fight go down in his mind again, he fired his bow and hailed arrows down on the wizard, his daggers turning to swords as he slashed at his magical defenses. He dodged spells, blocked projectiles, slashed down undead minions... it was a intense battle...

He looked back up at her beautiful face.

"You would want to dance for me? Why...?"

He was curious to hear why.

"Yes there is someone I am looking for... but they would need to know what they were getting themselves into. I am going after a mighty big treasure, why did you know someone that can help?"

He smiled.

"Ever heard about the Dragons Pitt?"
 
“Really? This ring is magical, now I definitely will need to speak to the mage and find out what powers it has.” Satinka said, although now realizing the one sure power it had was to receive others thoughts at. She didn’t know if it did it with everyone, but it was definitely doing it with him. No wonder the fighter had it, this way he could know ahead of time the moves his enemies might make. Although it hadn’t help him keep the finger, but that could have been because of some magic the other fighter might have had. These were her thoughts as they sat there.

“I said perhaps I would dance for you, and the reason I say this to you is because I can feel your loneliness and I want you to feel good.”

She sat listening to him about looking for someone to go with him on an adventure for big treasure. At the words big treasure, her eyes widened and she listened more clearly.

“I’ve never heard of the Dragons Pitt, although I am very curious. I’m also very experienced and might like to go on this trip with you. I think I may be of great help to you. But do tell me more of this Dragons Pitt.”
 
"Oh you can come with me if you want, he will not mind more business. He will be able to tell you all about it, he is quite knowledgeable."

He smiled as the food was brought and he looked to her. The smell was appetizing and the look of it was stew... He smiled as he took the fork and started to eat, he felt as if he has not eaten in days.

"Oh you want me to feel good? And other than dancing what else can you offer me that would make me feel good?"

He was curious, for to say something like that, there had to be something else riding with it.

"Tell you what, I will take you on this trip to the Dragons Pitt, only if you can "make me feel good" because the treasures that a Dragons Lair holds is anything you can ever imagine and I have the only map to the place. How does that sound? Oh and I want to see your skills as well, to see if you can handle yourself."

He said that with a grin as he sat back and took a few more bites of his stew.
 
She was happy to know she could go with him to see the mage as she was now really curious as to what powers the ring held.

When the stew came, just the smell had her mouth watering and she was starving. She wasted no time in picking up her fork and took several bites of food as she listened to him talk.

She raised her eyebrows without looking all the way up at him when he mentioned what other things she could offer him to make him feel good. So that is the way his mind is working, although he is quite handsome and I’m drawn to him very much. I’m sure we would both enjoy what my dancing and charms could do for him. These along with other thoughts went through her mind. Although, food was the first thing that she was thinking about, until he offered to take her on this journey.

“Oh there is no doubt in my mind I could make you feel good, although we would have to get a room for that.” she smiled, her eyes dancing as she thought about what she was offering. Her dance was known by only a few men and they said they felt more passion than they had ever felt before, and she had only danced. As far as them doing more, which was obvious to her that he wanted her, not just the dance, she would have to see how that would go after the dance. She was silent for a few minutes after he explained what she would have to do to go with him. She ate her stew quietly, watching him and smiling.

Finally, finishing her stew and drinking some of her ale, she looked directly into his piercing green eyes.

“I can show you one skill right now actually, although I do have skills as far as defending myself if needed. But I will show you this one skill in particular. Now keep your eyes on me…” she stood up and walked into the crowd of people, she could almost feel his eyes on her.

Others moved out of her way, while others were busy eating or talking. About the middle of the room she clutched the bottom of her cloak and started to spin around. Then she was gone. Before he knew what had happened he felt hands come around his neck and she whispered in his ear, “Did you like that little trick?” she asked and returned to her seat where he could see her.
 
He certainly did have lustful thoughts about this woman. I mean how could any man not have impure thoughts of her, the way she dressed, they way she flaunted her woman parts... what were we supposed to think... he just shook his head and sighed.

"I do not doubt that you couldn't please me, in fact you already are... just your company alone is doing it for me. So I guess you really were hungry."

He smiled as he watched her eat, he looked to her ring again.

"So tell me about that ring, how did you come by it? And I have a room here, trick is, we just have to break in... I uh, lost my key..."

He grinned as he put his hand inside his cloak and produced a small bag. He reached in an pulled out a few gold coins and he motioned for the bar keep to come over, Draven handed the coins to him and nodded.

"Later when we return, I am sure this buys us all the food and drink we want right?"

The bartender looked at him and nodded.

"Thank you bar keep."

He looked at Satinka.

"Shall we go, I paid for our food for the rest of the night, we can see the mage in the morning. I assume you need a place to rest, a bed to sleep in. Like I said, I just forgot my key. But I am sure we can get in..."

He stood up and his cloak flowed around him as he walked to the door, he had hoped that she follow him.
 
“Yes I was very hungry, this is the first thing I have had in two days to eat. As I said I’ve been on the road and just came into town.” she said as she finished her stew. “It was very good and thank you.”

“Well about the ring, actually two men were fighting over me, no matter who won, I would get the ring and the winners charms for the evening. It was quite a good fight and I had a wonderful evening.” she told him, telling him only what she wanted him to know.

“So you lost the key…hmmm…” She wasn’t sure if he was telling her the truth or not, but she did know how to get in any room he was staying in.

"Shall we go, I paid for our food for the rest of the night, we can see the mage in the morning. I assume you need a place to rest, a bed to sleep in. Like I said, I just forgot my key. But I am sure we can get in..."

When he stood up to leave, she stood up and followed him to the room.

“No need for you to figure out how to get in…” she said softly as they stood in front of his room. She reached into her cloak and pulled out what looked to be a silver wire. She took the wire, put it in the key hole and instantly opened the door.

“There we go, this is your room right? It’s a very nice room.” She looked around, noticing a nice bed, a table with a wash bowl and pitcher on top of it. There was another small circular table with two chairs at it. The room had just enough room for them and mostly the things they needed for the night.
 
He let her open the door and smiled at her ability to open doors like that. He looked around and walked to a small chest. He pulled from his cloak a glowing rod and he tapped it to the chest as it clicked and unlocked. He grinned and pulled a bag of something that had glowing contents. He than slipped his spectacles on and did something with his hand inside the box and he pulled forth a small spell book.

"There we go. Lets get out of here shall we."

He walked out of the room and looked back to her.

"That trick you could do, meet me outback and I will take you to my room, but it is down the road, in a better area. See if you can top this..."

He seemed to fade into the shadows and just disappear and he was gone. The door closed and people could be heard coming down the hallway.

Outside Draven waited as he sat on a bench.
 
Satinka practically fell over laughing from the way he easily got away with taking something from the room. She was rather curious as to what type of power the rod had besides opening things. She knew he was in a hurry and didn’t want to be seen by anyone and even more surprised by the way he just vanished in front of her. She had to wonder if his cloak was similar to hers.

She heard footsteps and someone or more people coming and she grabbed her cloak and then vanished. She turned up sitting on the bench beside him.

“Well you have surprised me with some of your skills, how did you vanish so quickly, do you have a magic cape?” she asked with a sexy smile.
 
He could move without a sound, he could vanish into the shadows, or even in plain sight. It was powers a ring of his granted him. He smiled as he felt her presence on the bench.

"So you got out, very good. Now I know what I am working with. And yes, I have a item that grants me these powers. But it is not my cloak. Yes these items are something of value, I shall pay the mage with these. Spell componets and a spell book. I will be keeping the wand though. These will pay for all we need him to tell us about our items."

He smiled as he stood.

"Now, let us go and get some rest, maybe you can give me that dance you were telling me about."

He started to walk as he knew she would follow and he lead them to a nicer part of the town, the houses here were all very upscale, noble looking and Draven just grinned as he looked back to her. He reached inside his cloak and pulled from his back a small reddish colored stick.

"Now follow suit and be quiet, don't want to wake the neighbors."

He knew this house was empty, he knew were the owners were, not here. He tapped the stick to the ground and it extended to a 8 foot staff, dragon were etched into the wood and it was blue and red now in color. He took a step back and looked up to the balcony.

"Here we go..."

He took a small running start and he pole vaulted up into the air straight, he hung there for a long minute making sure she could see him. His cloak fell and revealed his leather tunic and chain mail that was a dull grey, his long bow that hid under his cloak could be seen on his back now, it was blue and his quiver was empty. He than tilted and used his weight and leaned and he landed on the balcony. He waved and waited for her to follow. The staff fell to her.

He wanted to see what she was capable of.
 
Satinka was quite impressed with the items that Draven had.

“Yes, those items should more than pay for him to tell us about our things. So that’s the kind of treasure you go looking for, that and of course gold coins would be nice to find. Especially one like yours that can tell if something is evil or not.”

She gave him a sexy smile as he mentioned the dance she spoke of and couldn’t think of any reason not to show him. He seemed to be very gifted and talented, along with handsome. She also was curious about the treasure that his trip would take them to.

With the promise of getting some rest and this trip, she watched what he did with changing the rod to a beautifully colored staff. She kept a close eye on his as he used it to quietly vault himself to the balcony of the house. While he was in the air, she could see all his armor and the weaponry he had beneath his cloak and realized he was probably well trained as a fighter along with his other skills.

She took the staff just as he did and got a running start, the pole vaulted to the balcony as he did. Her cloak opened and he could see that she had a belt around her waist that held a pouch and several daggers in the back. It also revealed how sheer her panties wear, showing that she was shaven underneath them. Her breasts jiggled as she landed on the balcony, and now her nipples were extremely hard, pushing against the semi sheer material that covered her breasts.

“You are really full of tricks, which must be the reason you’re so confident in getting the treasure at the Dragons Pit.” she commented as she stood facing him and handing him back his staff.

“So you’re sure no one is here but us?”
 
He silently clapped for her as she made it up there so easily. He was surprised that she was shaved, there were few ladies that did that in these days and she did not look like an elf to him. He grinned as he saw her breasts jiggle.

"Very nice."

She saw his gaze on her breasts and he showed her the door handle.

"You want to, or do you want me to?"

He smiled at her.

"Where did you learn your skills from, and I see from the daggers on your back, you must be very skilled. And very geared might I say..."

He grinned as he held his hand out.

"This is no lock you can pick, its a arcane lock. Please allow me, it is my place..."

He twisted a ring on his middle finger that was encrusted with onyx stones and he held a wand out that appeared in his hand with a flick of his wrist. He muttered some arcane language as the runes on the door lit up, and than finally the door opened and bowed.

"Ladies first."

Inside was a grand decor of a study, books, maps, a huge desk, weapons on the wall. Draven walked in behind her and smiled.

"Welcome to my humble abode."
 
Satinka looked around the room, it seemed massive with all its furnishings. Then she looked at him and back to the weapons.

“Is this really yours or you’re just borrowing it for awhile. There sure is a lot of things here that could be useful I would imagine.”

She continued to walk around the room looking over everything with a quick eye. She saw three different doorways, not counting the one they just came thru. There was a door on each wall amongst the books, maps and weapons.

“I wonder where this one leads,” she looks at him and winks as she opens the door to a massive wooden bed with the a mattress, a long wooden dresser, a short table with a wash bin and pitcher for water on the table.

“Oh this looks perfect…”she remarked as she went and sat down on the mattress. It was so soft, she imagined it was filled with feathers of some sort that made it this soft. “Draven, try this, it should be like heaven sleeping here.”
 
Draven walked into the large bedroom, there was a strong magic here that made the inside much larger than is should be. He shook his head as he knew they were safe here. The mage would not be returning anytime soon. He saw her, big smile on her face.

"Whats the matter, never been inside a place like this before?"

He grinned as he did not sit on the bed with her. But he had his spectacles on and he looked around the room.

"Magic everywhere..."

He looked to her.

"We are safe here, do not worry. Just stay out of that door, its black and has Arcane runes all over it. Stay clear of that door."

He walked off and went to the kitchen.

"If you are still hungry, the kitchen is stocked."

He smiled as he saw the food and he ate some fruit and he pulled a bottle of Fey Wine and poured two glasses.

"Come here, you got to try this."

He held the glass out as he waited for her to come into the kitchen.
 
“No, I’ve never been to a place like this ever,” she replied with a smile, admiring everything. “Magic’s everywhere?” her question was more of an admiring statement than question. She couldn’t believe how lucky they were to be in a house filled with magic. She was, by nature, looking for anything she might want to take, but then thought again about that. Satinka didn’t want to anger Draven either, she wanted to go on the trip with him, so she kept her hands off for now.

“I get it, no opening that door,” she replied when he told her of the evil door. She knew he could tell that from earlier so she stood clear of the black door.

When she heard the mention of food, she suddenly felt hungry again, even though she had eaten not that long ago.

"Come here, you got to try this."

Satinka heard the excitement in his voice and came quickly to the kitchen. She took the glass of wine he held out to her and took a sip of it.

“Oh my this is good, much better than that ale.” she replied, licking her lips after taking another sip. It had taste that was sweet, yet not overly, and went down very smooth. “Yes this is very good.”

She glanced around the big kitchen and spotted the fruit. She anxiously took some and ate it. “This taste really good too, especially with the wine.”

She ate and finished her glass of wine, letting him pour her another one. It wouldn’t matter if she had a little buzz going, she still could do the dance for him if that was what he wanted.

“You know, you’re a pretty charming fellow to be around.” she said, her eyes flirting with him as they looked him over more than before.

She found him very attractive, especially with his skills and magic things he could do. Her eyes were gleaming as they looked into his, wondering what he was thinking. His thoughts were so many, that she couldn’t sort them out, but knew some of them were of her.
 
He looked to her and smiled.

"Someone is really feeling the effects of the booze huh? How cute..."

He poured her another glass and he smiled at her, he ate another handful of the sweet grapes. He looked over her large breasts and he chuckled.

"This wine is made by fairies, they put there essence in it as they make it. It has a sweet taste, but is very strong. Said to even put a oger down."

He took another sip of the wine as he ate some more grapes. He saw it was affecting her. Maybe he would have a good night after all.

"Say there Satinka, when was the last time you drank like this? And drank with a man in your company? I'm not charming, I am just a normal guy..."

He poured her another glass.
 
Satinka giggled at him saying she was cute for feeling the effects of the booze and she held out her glass for him to pour her some more.

She listened as he told her about the fairies making the wine and it could knock out an ogre. This made her giggle a bit more as she took another sip of the wine.

“If that’s true, we better take some of the wine with us. Never know when we might meet up with an ogre. Although I have a few things in my pouch that could knock one out too.” she wasn’t slurring her words, but she was a bit unsteady on her feet and her voice was coming out even more sexual.

Satinka noticed that he looked at her breasts and then chuckled, making her wonder if that meant he liked them or not. By the look in his eyes, she gathered he liked what he saw, which highly aroused her.

“Uhm….the last time I drank like this…” she had to think for a minute, her mind wasn’t reacting as fast as it normally did. “It’s been a rather long time actually and never anything strong like this. I really love how this wine makes me feel.” She took two more sips of the wine, now really enjoying the effects and made her want to dance for him now more than before. “It’s been quite….hmmm….along time that I’ve drank with a man…mmmm…. You are charming, at least I think so…to bad we don’t have uhhhh….some music, I feel like dancing.”

She slowly spun around on the tip of her boots, her cloak looked as if it was lifted in slow motion and then dropped back down. But it had opened enough for him to see her tight ass, slender creamy white thighs and her eyes glistening with desire.

“Of course, I really don’t need music to dance, I just imagine it there and move to it.” she said in more of a whisper. She drank several more sips of the wine and that sat down for a minute.

“Here, why don’t you give me a hand getting these things off,” she said pointing to her knee length boots. “I dance better without them.”
 
He kneeled down and ran his hand up her leg, her smooth soft skin.

"Mmm help like this"

He grinned as he felt every inch of her skin well up to under her skirt. He kept his eyes on hers as he did this, than he moved them back down and pulled her healed boot off for her, than he repeated the same on her other leg. Now he kissed over her legs.

"Mmm taste good to... maybe..."

He took the bottle of wine and he poured some on her thighs and he licked the fluid up. He moaned as he licked her skin. His hands trailed up and under her skirt and he felt her panty covered area out.

"So about that dance?"

He kissed over her inner thighs now.
 
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