"Hmmm..." Abigail continues to wander the streets, trying to jog her memory. Ard notices that the men are poorly dressed, but are both armed with clubs. For now, they don't approach, simply observing. "Ah!" The herbalist smiles. "It's this one." She begins walking towards a building, and the men start to follow from a distance.
Bogrid looks up at the witcher. "Expert skills? Yeh think I'm an expert, just because I'm a dwarf? Feckin' racist." He grins, to show he's kidding, and gets to work. Soon, the door is blocked by the plentiful pieces of destroyed masonry around the ruins.
Varrin made sure to look away from his sister, not wanting to risk getting hard. He really did not need any more of Madeline's teasing, and he was in no hurry to find out how Isabella would react to him getting an erection due to her naked body. Though he would surely remember the sight of her naked ass.Heading down, he sees Madeline, dressed in a hunting doublet, and tight leather pants, while Isabella stands within the stable building. He sees his elder sister facing away from him, standing nude, as different clothes materialise and disappear around her curvy form, the sorceress electing not to buy physical clothes, but conjure magical ones.
Finally, Isabella decides on a tight dress and turns to face her brother. "I see you finally got your sorry ass out of bed, Varrin."
(Don't worry, go at whatever pace you want.)
Abigail heads into a small storefront, asking for someone named Corrine. The tired old crone behind the counter simply indicates up a set of stairs with her finger. Heading up, Abigail and Ard enter into a small living space. Searching around a bit, they find a bedroom, where a dark haired woman sleeps.
The dwarf chuckles. "You an' me both, mate. As for your needs, Cleaver knows plenty of people. A quiet place we can definitely supply. We have some seducers, though do you think a holy woman would get sucked in by someone like that?"
Ashton smiles back. "Well, I suppose I'd better learn, then."
It isn't long before the find another entrance to the underground, this one on the outside of the ruined building, a dark tunnel leading down, the door destroyed.
'I do not know, perhaps the old lady is a very good judge of character,' Ard chuckled and grabbed Abigail's shoulder to stop her from waking Corinne, 'You said your friend is an oneiromancer? Perhaps she is working on something right now. I am not sure if it is wise to wake her in that state.' He pointed at the window, 'We have two thugs waiting for us outside. Not sure who hired them or if they are doing it on their own. Just something to keep aware of once we are leaving.'Abigail heads into a small storefront, asking for someone named Corrine. The tired old crone behind the counter simply indicates up a set of stairs with her finger. Heading up, Abigail and Ard enter into a small living space. Searching around a bit, they find a bedroom, where a dark haired woman sleeps.
"Corrine? CORRINE?" Abigail shouts, trying to wake the woman up. "That bloody old woman downstairs. What was she thinking, letting us up here? Who knows what we could have done if we had bad intentions?" Irritated, Abigail tries to wake her friend up. Looking out the window, Ard sees the thugs waiting outside the building.
"I see you've prepared, somewhat." She mounts her horse, as Varrin's own steed is brought up by a servant. "We're hunting a leshy, a powerful monster, so be careful. I'd be ever so sad if you were to be crushed to death. I do quite enjoy your antics." Madeline grins and mounts her own horse. "I'll just be observing, if it's all the same with you two." Isabella nods. "Yes, that would be best. I doubt this monster can be killed by spreading your legs for it." The younger girl chuckles. "Touche."
"Wait, wha-". Abigail goes to the window and frowns. "Well spotted. If they come after us they'll find that I'm not as defenceless as I seem."
Ashton decides to follow along, going with his mother and leaving the prostitute behind without a second thought, the woman giving Mirellia the evil eye for stealing her customer.
"Fair enough." The dwarf nods. "Yeah, we have a few guys who make their living seducing women, so if she can be seduced, our contacts can do it." He gives Lutz a conspiritorial grin. "Think I can have a crack at her, once yer' done?"
'I would prefer not to kill them, around these parts my kind mostly gets the blame even if they attacked first,' Ard said before Corinne woke up.
