The light, thin fabric stretches as she drapes it over her form, and the slit on the side shows off her long legs. Mirellia can't help but note that she looks irresistible. "Very nice, ma'am."Looking around, Mirellia was at a loss on what to pick. Her hands randomly pick one out, which she quickly tries on.
Varrin looked at his sister for a moment before turning toward the unknown woman's voice and calling back. “As long as you mean us no harm you are welcome to join us around the fire.”
"I'd assume there'd be a line stretching out the door, but whatever, more for me." He chuckles. "I had a 'chat' with your husband about the debt. It's not too much, honestly."
"No, not captured yet." The dwarf shakes his head. "She and our guy are having some fun at the VIP section of the bath house. They're alone in the VIP, and we can empty the rest at a whim."
"Yes...I saw how that ended up." She couldn't force herself to look thrilled about it, but knew not to really say anything sounding too upset. "...it was a little much. Truth is, I'm surprised you'd make such a big deal over a prostitute you've known for all of one day. You have the looks and money. You could snag about any girl if you really felt like it. I don't see why you need to strain yourself so hard with me." She sipped her drink as she thought about what exactly to say. "Though..." Letting the alcohol get to her system, her smile came back, slowly and more teasing. "I bet I still have a few tricks, you'll never get with any of the other girls you can buy."
"And vice versa, young men." She said and get off her horse, giving signal to rest of her companion to follow her, as she steped into the light. "To be polite, I will introducemy companions, dwarf is Bogrid, oldest of us is Gustav, and newest friend is Ignazy. My name is Trista." She said as she tied reins of horse to nearest tree and get off saddle, to let them rest as she take brush and clean horse's body.
Both outfits are of similar material, both emphasising her body well. The shopkeeper names the same price for both. Mirellia notes that if she buys one, after her previous purchases, she'll have 1100 crowns left, 100 more than she started the day with. If she buys both, she'll have 900."Hmm. Indeed. I think I saw another one." Mirellia said as she picks out another set.Once she finishes trying it on, the sexy milf pondered. "Hmm. Which to choose. They both look... enticing. How much are they?" She asked, recalling she had already purchased two other dresses.
"Sorry." He looks a little embarrassed, but not particularly remorseful, as she points out the way he beat her husband. Waldemar shrugs. "I dunno, I like you." He says simply. "Besides your looks, there's something intriguing about you that I haven't seen from the other girls here. Something under the surface. I always liked mysteries, you see, so I want to find out more about you. Plus, if I get to enjoy your body on the way, well..." He chuckles, before returning her smile as she teases him. "I'd love to see some of those tricks of yours."
“A pleasure to meet you, Trista. I am Varrin and this is my sister Isabella.” Varrin introduced them in turn. “Where are you and your companions headed to, if you don't mind me asking?”
(Kind of feel like just skipping over this bit, really. Maybe I'm just tired really, sorry.)
"Well, right we have no purpose in our travels. Looking for job, to earn enought money for winter I would say." Trista answer and finish cleaning her horse. She join to fire and warm her hands.
The dwarf leads him into a better part of town, to a luxury bath house. Heading through the now empty building, Lutz hears soft moans from the back, behind two large doors marked 'VIP'.
A shop guard carries the clothes out to the carriage. The young woman smiles at Mirellia. "I hope you enjoy your special engagement, as much as they enjoy you."
(No problem. Sorry about that.)
