Pyralis studied her body. The breathing, the eye movement, the tail flick, the way her lips moved. He did all this with a smirk on his face and his two hands wrapped tightly around the shivs he kept behind him. He would carefully take two steps forward to close the distance between them. So his old favorite establishment was under threat of rivals. He thought about helping them but was it really his battle? Trying to change his old habits were proving hard enough as it was. A slight hesitation could be seen in one of his steps.
"Let's say I agree to help this Thatcher, love...what do I get out of the deal hm? After all, I do not visit that fine establishment anymore. What care do I have if some lovely ladies go unemployed?"
The bard would grin playfully at the miqo'te and continue to eye her every movement. Slowing his steps significantly to keep at least some space between them.
"Hmmm, you of course do not look like a lovely lady of the finer pleasures. You look like a virgin girl who might never know the throes of passion from a man or woman."
"Let's say I agree to help this Thatcher, love...what do I get out of the deal hm? After all, I do not visit that fine establishment anymore. What care do I have if some lovely ladies go unemployed?"
The bard would grin playfully at the miqo'te and continue to eye her every movement. Slowing his steps significantly to keep at least some space between them.
"Hmmm, you of course do not look like a lovely lady of the finer pleasures. You look like a virgin girl who might never know the throes of passion from a man or woman."
FFXIV Characters:
Jorund Ironheart- Balmung
Naoh'a Mujuuk - Balmung
Arismont - Balmung
(Pyralis Cevas - deceased)
Jorund Ironheart- Balmung
Naoh'a Mujuuk - Balmung
Arismont - Balmung
(Pyralis Cevas - deceased)
