Marguerite is in her tent, robe folded up on a camp bed, honing a beautiful curved sabre or scimitar with a whetstone. She looks up and grins when she sees Angelo, a glint of mischief in her eye, but looks quizzically when Volenca approaches. "Angelo. Is there something you needed? I heard you volunteered to clear out those Sharak earlier. Good work."
"Yes, madam." She moves to assist Ophelia. "My name? Felina, if it please you, my lady." As Felina moves to help, Ophelia gets a good look at her.
"And what sort of stuff do you like, eh? Tell me what you fantasise about. Fear not, my sweet, you've nothing to fear from me. I get the feeling we have shared interests." Miroslava smiles, standing behind Larisa with hands on her shoulders, massaging her gently, but with expert skill.
"Gettin shit faced before meeting a new employer probably sent the best thing to do. So let's see what the shops have to offer"
She wakes up to the feel of her mother shaking her. "Lune, Lune! If you want to say goodbye to your friends, now's probably the time." The morning sun pours through the window and she realises she's slept in late.
Warsaw has a vibrant market section, and Rhaelicca sees many stores available. Armourers, weapon smiths, butchers and grocers, apothecaries selling potions and poultices, general goods stores offering adventuring gear and stores peddling enchanted artifacts all line the street. Morwenna follows the pagan's lead.
"Mmh. Wha- I'm up... I'm up." Allune said as she slowly opened her eyes. "Aaaahn. Good morning, mother." She yawned, while stretching her limbs. Blinky a couple of times, only to realize she'd slept in. Allune jumps up, "I-I'll be down in a bit!" She said in a panicked voice, as she hurriedly puts on her combat gear.
“Felina. A pretty name for a pretty girl.” Ophelia complimented the maid as she considered what to ask her first – servants like the young woman could be a great source of information. She decided to take things slow. “Please, tell me a bit more about yourself. Have you always lived here and served the lady, Felina? Or did you move here from elsewhere?”
Larisa's muscles slowly started to ease from the touch, relaxing and softening until her shoulders began to slump a little bit. Starting to open up a bit more in her relaxed state, her eyes closed for a quick moment as the words came out. "I want it to be rough." Saying it outloud came out easier than she expected, just saying what she was thinking without any filter, just enjoying the massage. "I don't like bad people...but when it comes to sex...I want to be called names and have a guy smack me around a little."
Felina beams. "It's an honour to recieve compliments from someone as beautiful as you, m'lady." She smiles. "No, I came here from Silesia. Her ladyship found me in a-, at my work, and convinced me to come serve her and her late husband here in Tarsovie." She crosses herself at the mention of the old lord.
Allune nods at her mother, as she made sure her combat gear was properly on. With a quiver on her back, and on her hip. She grabs her bow then runs toward the tavern.
"It's something I've always loved as well. To be called a whore, have your ass spanked raw as he fucks you. It's a beautiful feeling." Her fingers feel divine. "Tell me more."
Janina waits at the front with a flagon of ale. "Well, look who decided to get her lazy arse out of bed." Matthias emerges from the tavern with a drink of his own, "Give her a break, she was very...busy, last night." He grins mischievously. Janina misunderstands his meaning. "Aye, I heard that you two went after that knight. What were you thinking?"
"Hehe. Well, I was curious for one thing. Besides, it all worked out in the end." Allune shrugged as she gave a cheeky answer. "Anyway... I guess this is it? I don't know when I'll be back, but I hope you two welcome me back." She said with a smile.
"I want to be tied up, be made to shove toys in my ass while out in public..." She drifted in her thoughts, as her nipples started to become erect both from Miroslava's touch and her own her dirty thoughts coming to mind. "Ngh..just have someone do whatever they wanted and they don't care if I say no."
Ophelia made a mental note of Felina's brief hesitation as she mentioned her previous work, but decided not to bring it up for now. “I see... I'm afraid I'm not familiar with Tarsovie and the surrounding area, having never visited it before. Please, tell me more about it, and about the lady and her late husband, may God have mercy on his soul.”
Mostly Rhaelicca is looking some sort of memento. A piece of jewelry or trinket to remember visiting this city. She wouldn't say no to some kind of magical artifact if one caught her eye. She's also looking to restock up on her rations as she's probably running short
Angelo smiled at Marguerite, 'Thank you, Sister. That's the reason I came. Sister Volenca and I...' he gestured to the redhead, 'We had a run in with one of those hellhounds and... it was quite close cut. I would be dead without her fire magic. I wanted to ask if you were willing to train me in fighting, if time permits.'
It look like their audience here is over, so Mszczuj take note and bow his head. "Thank you Duke, I will be on my way." He said and go out with Eva. "So, it look like our time won't be lose. Let's go to quartetmaster, for money." He said to her.
