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She rubbed her face in frustration before answering. "It's your religion. Don't you have special God jewellery or something? That's how you know each other right?" Thraah had seen them on plenty of folk. It was god stuff, rich and poor alike wore them. "Gather all who wear it and that's it...

"That..." Thraah spoke in-between lighting a stick of purple lotus. "... is exactly what they want you to do." She blew out a deep purple cloud that looked black in the dark of night. When it blew away her face was stilled fury looking at Faustina. "...and you'd better do it too or else...

Watching from the bed, shirt on and leg haphazardly sticking out over the side Thraah sat in her afterglow, enjoying the lingering sense memory of the sex and the uplifting mood it put her in, put them both in. "Oh yeah, I can't wait to tell my C.O about this." Her grin cut her head in half...

"Hey woah!" The unexpected but very welcome carry stumped Thraah for just a moment before she threw her arms about Vex'aria's slim but toned shoulders. Her eyes caught the restless look on others faces and she replied with a look of her own that wordlessly promised to burn this shit heap to the...

It was not the result Thraah had hoped for. "Very well." Gavain said, placing his hands on the table to emphasise his declaration. "In accordance with Anirian law and Cortosi custom we will offer safe passage for all Human, Elf and Dwarf folk and the followers of the Sunfather's Religion...

It was Mirana who spoke first and her words held barbs. "This God's-whore thinks to speak to me of hon..." "Let us not let pride taint this victory." Interrupted Gavain who quelled further insolence with a raising of his hand. "The spoils alone..." Donovon added, moving things along. "... will...

Vyx'aria got a toothy grin for her teasing and a nod of concession about the dark-elf thing. "Drow it is, apologies." Not the first time she had said the wrong thing, she was used to putting her foot in her mouth but this time it was more about the failings of Anirian education which she found...

A shrug followed by a swig were Thraah's accepting start of a reply followed by another puff and the throaty texture it gave her voice as she spoke through it made her words feel deep and heavy. "What's to tell? Elf's are my people as much as humans are. One of my moms is an elf, my sisters are...

*Badump-ump* A wave of warmth leapt from Thraah, enough to move her hair and kick off a noticeably higher body temperature than she had been keeping. But she kept her head and bit her tongue to keep it running away from her. Picking a chair and swinging it around to sit on it backwards, coat...

Dropping like a sack of spuds Thraah rose to her full height which was just to Vyx'aria's chest level and rubbed her throat as she shook the flame to snuff it from her other hand. "Yeah, I'm a Dreadlord... but I'm no Elf hunter." In this instance she supposed that was not *technically* true...

"Me!?!?" Thraah struggled under the dark elf's might. The whole display was kinda sexy in a way she knew would probably get her killed if she acknowledged it so she tried to keep her focus... even if the dark elf did smell good this close up. "You put your face into my head..." She raised...

The door to the tavern swung open and cast a hush over the crowd of attendees. Eyes cast newly towards the doorway saw the short, stout frame backlit with blazing eyes. When it spoke it spoke an Elf dialect from the Amon Khaleet. "Naanur heh anlon?* *Hey! Where are you?* She took a step into...

Blind date with Vyx'aria Since the tea party turned out to be a brawl and the Alliran sense of humour was about as real as a ghosts fart Thraah had sought entertainment in this strange ritual. More religions, more gods she couldn't name and who knew what else. With a huff after the red woman...

Thraah took a deep breath and steadied herself before the other leaders. They outranked her in Command but many of them gave deference to her Dreadlord status as she let them know of Faustina's terms. The talks took a while and before long they were in the command tent sitting about a table...

"Yeah, yeah look don't thank me yet. You haven't seen the Vel's." The noble folk weren't likely to take lightly to a Cortosi holy woman suddenly living among them. "Just don't try to convert anyone or anything okay? Folk will make trouble for you if you do." Standing, up Thraah checked her...