Casilyn

Before you sits a tiefling woman with an air of confidence, though most notable would be her mischievous grin. It certainly wasn't her first time in these halls, though those that knew her might only recognize her for that flaming orange hair. The glow from what looked like burning waves was outshined by an molten stone embedded in her chest. Occasional veins seemed to glow under her skin, and her eyes shone strangely, like a drop of wine on two white hot stones. Her dusk blue skin showed through to almost rosy pink where that fire seemed most prevalent underneath.

"Well hey there." The woman smiles warmly, before adjusting in her seat to invite you to join her. "I got drinks and some hashish if you're partaking." Such a casual offer to treat you? Either way she's sharing what she has.

It's not long before you realize she is very interested in your story. Her eyes glimmer with more than fire as you tell her, listening and sharing a few of her own. She's an adventurer, or so she says. Stories of dungeons, deals with nobility and dragons, wars with gods. Yet you feel like she's not telling you everything. You indulge in exotic foods and whatever else might suit your tastes. A more cautious soul may end up waiting for some other boot to drop, a catch. Eventually though you part ways, leaving you satisfied, and yet wonderfully tired. Maybe a nap would be nice?

"Oh, I have been around, traveled all over the Moonsea. Though pretty sure you don't know where that is- do you? I've loved and fought, done battles with dragons, fucked some other dragons- you know how it is, typical adventurer things. I find myself returning to this place again... Not sure if its a lust for more adventures- or other things." She gives you a wink and chuckles to herself, eyes drifting across the room for a moment. "I find these halls do suit my needs. There is much to be tasted.... and of course only here do I feel ... ignored. Its actually quite nice not being the brightest or strangest in the room. And it's even more fun to learn their stories- or maybe write new ones."

"What about you? What stories have you heard? What is your story? Indulge me and I shall indulge you." Leaning back with arm outstretched. Food, drinks, all kinds of libations, and even a shift in her demeanor. Her hips seem to shift ever so suggestively, and a glance up to her face reveals a rather sultry expression. "What do you desire? If we both play our cards right, I may just see about making sure you enjoy that desire." There was a clear maybe in that statement, you're not sure what she's getting from this, but it seems that maybe she just wants to offer you indulgences, so long as she's entertained?