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She gave an approving smirk. “Dragon fire whiskey. My taverns special.” She said with a chuckle at the face her young sister made at first. “A drop of real dragon blood in every barrel.” She laughed. “Just don’t ask how old it is..” She said nudging her sibling mischievously.Charity greedily grabbed the flask with both hands and without hesitation, took a long swig. She hadn't ever tasted alcohol like that before. It was strong and bitter, but she liked it. Charity coughed and sputtered as she put the flask back on the table.
Faust had to be the coolest, toughest woman she had ever met. Charity looked at her sister in loving awe, her eyes following the paths her tattoos took around her body.
“Ah..” Faust said noting her self-consciousness and ruffling her hair reassuringly. “That was how I started out. Those were the days...” she said reflectively. “So don’t worry, your doing fine. Enjoy the time you have.” She said before glancing at Elirias as she began to speak."I dont really have a set job," she admitted somewhat self-consciously. "I mean I guess I kinda do but its not as stable as being an innkeeper. I'm a thief by trade and Daddy keeps me busy with all the jobs I could want. Occasionally I'll work for Mother or Isak, but unless Daddy needs me for something, I'm pretty much free to do as I want."
“Why do you ask?” Faust said shifting herself from Charity to the white haired priestess. Placing an arm around her pulling her close. Her smell wouldn’t turn her stomach now though. A heavy scent of anything she enjoyed would seem to loft around her. Her eyes narrowing like a cat finding a string. Zeroing in on the ill concealed concern and slight fear in the question."What business does Isak bring to your inn?" She asked, trying not to sound concerned, though she couldn't help it. "We are in the process of transforming the upstairs here into an inn. Perhaps you could give us some tips for success...or at least a way to keep trouble out of here. I swear I attract it like a magnet." She laughed sadly, sipping her tea and allowing Charity to share her life story with the girl.
Her hazy grey eye would shift to whatever color Elirias found the most comforting. “Something about me spending time with him bother you?” She pressed.
Pulling her closer.
One arm going around her shoulder.
The other sliding up her leg to clasp her hand. It was simply them in the world now. Seconds stretched to minutes. Around them was darkness.
Her lips found her neck gently. Her fear and concern draining away. But something more was happening...Something..
“Faustian.” The sharpness of the word cut through the darkness snapping everything back into focus.
Faust was where she had always been.
The scent back to its normal obnoxious smell. Faust had not moved from where she had been sitting previously. Her arm still around Charity who seemed to be hugging it too tightly to move it at the moment. “She is your sister.” Gwen said with a frown.
“Sorry..Sorry..” Faust said with a chuckle. “I’m a bit hungry. I can get a little primal at times. Demon blood in me. Apologies again.” She said with an embarrassed shrug.
“Isak uses my inn and tavern as a meeting place. No one knows my connection with mother so it allows him to set a neutral meeting place that isn’t in reality. His rivals are at ease and he has the upper hand if it goes south. He pays me well. I stay on my side of the city. Win win.” Faust said placing a hand on her shoulder.
“Until we started hearing rumors about you there was a running betting pool he got off fucking sacks of treasure. In fact you cost me 49 gold I do believe.” Faust said with a laugh giving Elirias’s shoulder a squeeze and slapping Charity on the back.
“And yes I do have a few tips and a couple of trusted contractors I could point you towards if you wish.” she said with a silver tinted grin.
"I...well I'm just a healer." Eilerias shrugged, eating another chocolate. "I work in the Church of Light as a priestess, but Gwen also has me working to keep everyone here alive.....Though, I'm not sure which is more difficult with Urchin showing up every other day needing my services now."
“Healing is a Nobel art. Takes a lot of skill don’t be ashamed. There aren’t enough of your type out in the world if yah know what I mean.” She said with a wink.
“Yes, yes sister I hear you.” The demon said with a chuckle. “Do I?” Her chuckle became a genuine laugh. “Ah Jexi still alive? Seems I keep losing bets. Father always kept her close. She not the strongest but she is the most loyal and reliable. I have beaten her on a couple of occasions though...in friendly wagers. Mother did enjoy pitting us against eachother at times.” She laughed but there was a slight edge of resentment in her statement. “And I don’t fight in a dress. I didn’t come here dressed to fight. Let’s save it for another-.” She began."Faust! Faust!" Charity exclaimed excitedly tugging at her sleeve. "You look like you're super strong! Are you stronger than Jexa and Angelica? I wish I could fight you just to see how strong you really are! And how do you fight in a dress? Aren't you worried that people will see your underpants?”
She halted what she was saying. Gwen shot Charity a warning look her eyes widening.Oh! And what happened to your teeth? I wish I had metal teeth too! Good for biting things I bet!"
“On second thought.” She said quietly. Pulling her arm free. Her voice was no longer warm and cheerful.
“Maybe we could spar a little.” She said ignoring Elirias pleas as she began standing up. Waving a hand over her dress as it shifted and twisted into simple leather leggings and a simple shirt.
The look in her eye said there would be no excuses to get her out of this.
Even Gwen was remaining silent.