Ehlissa had met many charming men in the City of Greyhawk and figured, to a man, they had all been scoundrels and rogues. She generally identified them by thinking they
needed something from her -- either information, better service, or other things they might request.
As this particular conversation continued -- and a charming storyteller this man was -- Ehlissa noticed that he wasn't asking anything of her, other than to listen. So she allowed herself to stop being protective of herself and just enjoy a good, long conversation.
...can't remember my last good, long, conversation.
ReplyDeleteThat's because you don't hang around with Erac more often.
DeleteSoo . . . where's his cousin?
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