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(Do they have their spears on them?) "Ahem." The half-dragon says, trying to look as important as possible. "Do either of you recognize these?" He holds up the beads.

"I do... let's start with the ashigaru."

"That's alright, I mostly just need the regions marked "'WILL KILL YOU'." Tlazohuilt says, leaning over the desk to watch her work while staying out of her light as much as he can.

"Any of them pretty religious and pretty untrustworthy?

"Just a trail of powder..." He holds up the beads. "And these."

Oh, there's all kind of things: dragons, snake-people, lizard-people, possibly rat-people...

I want to join in! Are there any races which I can't pick for my avatar?

He picks the beads up, looking them over, wondering what they're doing here. (Btw, I'm assuming he cleaned his face before he left the inn.)

He is confused for a moment, but then starts to follow the trail of scent.

So it seems whoever was stealing came in through the door... And the answer to 'who had a motive' is 'everyone'... So this ought to be fun. He'll have a look at the grains over by the stairs. They're just like all the others, right?

He walks around slowly, inspecting all of the barrels in turn.

Hoping things get better.

He just hopes it's a friendly ritual - even though there aren't many of those - as he goes back to sitting on the bed.

"Thank you... where can I find the gunpowder stores?"

"Which would you like to see me to start with? I would suggest that my talents are better applied on diplomacy, but I would personally prefer to investigate the missing powder. The decision is in your hands."

"I'm happy to serve... especially in a way which lets me show off my actual talents."

Eikyo pauses for a moment to lick a rope of cum off his face before he replies. "Thank you, sir."

Eikyo's voice is very muffled as he answers. "I would - mmph - prefer it on my face, but - mmph - you may choose."

Eikyo slowly moves down the nobleman's cock, taking more into his snout until his nose is pressed against his groin.

The half-dragon nods, taking another few inches into his mouth as his hand drops to the nobleman's balls, rubbing his own shaft with the other.