The opening rounds of the gwent game go mostly evenly, as Gustav recites another of Dandelion's poems, this one a bit more kinky and risque.
The hag reels back, the sword slashing its forehead and causing it to bleed black blood. With a cry of anger, it grips Trista's wrists, pulling her close. Before she can do anything, however, Matthias strikes at the creature, his staff slamming against its head. Forced to divide its attention, the hag lets go of one of Trista's wrists.
"Hah. Your reward is whatever you want... within reason." Mirellia sighed as she replied, hoping her son would understand their current financial state. But seeing the devilish glint in his eyes, made her shudder momentarily.
"What?" She tried to register what was exactly going on, but from what she could tell this person was clearly on the run and trying to sell him...herself off as her. She was thoroughly confused by the situation, and more by the looks of the imposter. She was aware of her figure when trying to put on her outfits or soaping herself up in the bath but....that wasn't really how she looked, was it? Those tits were way too big. You could suffocate someone with those. She knew she had a chest and hips, but she had to catch glances at her own body to look over her own hips and curves, looking a little surprised as she eyed the clone's and her own rear. "My ass isn't that fat, is it?" Before she had time to really pay attention, the pair were already surrounded. Danielle gave a calm polite smile to the guards. "This is all a misunderstanding. I can assure you, that I'm me. I know, I'm me and it will be easy to verify. So I have time to sort this out, if you do." Smiling to the fake version of herself, Danielle looked confident about getting this taken care of. The doopleganger stole her looks, but she doubted she had her memories or personality. "So you're me, correct? Then let me ask you something. Do you know my name?"
Trista decided to give win secend round to Gustav, to save her spies on the thrid round. She chuckled on more spicy poems. "Well, well you must missed your life way. You would bypass Jaskier." She said Dandelion name in native language.
'Should I carry you around?' Ard laughed, making a few twists and turns with Abigail in his arms, 'You'll get your feet dirty in this murky city.' After a moment, Ard let her down and looked around the backyard for a way out.
The water hag falls backwards, hair beginning to burn. As it writhes, Matthias hits it again, and it stands dazed.
"Really? Anything?" He remains atop her for several moments, to the point where Mirellia wonders if he'll let go at all, before releasing her and standing up. "Here." He reaches down to help her stand. "Perhaps you'd better change, before the servants see you."
Mirellia takes his hand, "Yes, yes. Anything, within reason I said." She the reaffirms his reward, and once she was on her feet. The sexy milf retrieves her Gwyhyr, sheathing it skillfully. Before returning to her room to put on one of her usual dresses.
The two guards are surprised by her comment, both of them looking at Danielle's ass, as well as that of her doppleganger, before returning to business, listening to Danielle's inquiry. "Oh, and how do we know which answers are the correct ones?" The shapeshifter speaks, in a voice identical to Danielle's own, saying "My name is-, look. I'm simply trying to get back to work." She leans towards the guards, and both of them get a good look at her breasts, practically drooling at the sight. "Perhaps we can work something out?" The guards look at one another, tempted, before the shapeshifter uses the distraction to shove past them and sprint away. "Sorry for the inconvencience!" She shouts back at Danielle as she begins to run.
Gustav grins, as Trista uses her spy cards, but only gets a few Redanian peasant cards as a trade off. "You're familiar with his work?"
Together, the three go deeper into the woods. The further they go, the more animal and plant life there is, and the animals seem less skittish and afraid of human intruders. Walking along, Varrin can't help but feel like he's being watched. Finally, he sees a massive tree in the distance, and a low moaning sound near it, louder and deeper than any human could make.
Trista smile. "Well, I told you that I enjoy songs, music and dance? It is logical that I know some of most famous bards and poets arts." She said trying to get some adventage with raid card in raw where Gustav have most strongest cards.
The witch chuckles. "Don't lay it on too thick, Prince Charming." The pair quickly find their way out, circling around to get back to the horse. As Ard mounts up, he sees the men still looking at the entrance of the shop, though they seem restless.
There's a series of thumps as the hag's head collides with the ground, bouncing on the mud before rolling into the water. The body stays upright for several moments, before it collapses as well. Matthias exhales. "Whoo... Too much excitement for one day." He leads her out to the boat, which luckily is still in one piece. "Thanks again, for saving me. From whatever got me."
"Because I have people who know me. I suppose, then if you ARE me, and just trying to get back to work, you know where that is? Then I suppose you wouldn't mind picking up my shift at the brothel." Danielle seemed somewhere between tired and amused. They had obviously just picked up a random person and hadn't realized impersonating her was probably more trouble than it would be worth. But they had already took the time to shove off and run before needing to verify their identity. Taking a glance at the guards, she wasn't sure where things landed. "Well? Far be it from me to to throw accusations around, but the one running away and doesn't even know their own name, is probably the imposter, don't you think?" It did run a thought across her mind. The actual ability of the doopleganger was incredibly useful. Of course, tracking them down if someone lost sight of them would be near impossible. "How expensive is what they stole anyway? I may as well pay the fine then so you two don't have to waste time tracking a shapeshifter all over the city." She made the offer, assuming the guard didn't really want to bother having to hunt them more than they did want to be found.
Not long after, Ashton knocks at her door, opening it with newfound confidence. "Are we still training, mother, or was that it for the day."
