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"Oh, I see," We'tak nodded in understanding. "Thiss is likely why softskins can be so cunning. You are not adapted to nature as well as thri-kreen, so you have to use intelligence to evolve and survive... that is very interesting!" *CHEE!* The young thri-kreen felt very proud of this, feeling he'd gained an important piece of wisdom from this. However, more questions began to form from the conversation in the hatchling's inquisitive mind...

 

"Conall?" he asked. "Zorica said that she takes off her clothes when she restss, and when there is no danger." *TIC'TIC* "I assume this goes for mating as well? When it is mating season, thri-kreen lay eggs when it is safe, but we do not wear clothes, so mating is simple." We'tak tilted his head. "What about softskins, though? How do you mate? Wearing clothes likely makes it difficult, yes?"

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Rhaine returned in a swirl of chocolate velvet and black satin robes, just in time to see Rameses writhing on the ground in agony, Jarl ambling off into the darkness, Lucas now shirtless, and Conall staring open-mouthed at We'tak with an expression that was a mixture of horror and embarrassment. She had let her hair down, and it now fell almost to her waist in crimson waves, moving fluidly as she moved quickly to Rameses's side. She knelt with a sigh, "Gods, what did they dare you to do? Are you all right?"

 

Conall, red-faced with mortification, managed to reply to We'tak in a halting voice, "We'tak...we...we don't talk about those things in public...certainly not...in mixed company..." The paladin trailed and gestured to the extra ales, "Pass me one."

 

Abby was more than happy to oblige him, hopping over to the tray and then handing him a tankard with a satisfied grin on her face, "Looks like we're gonna need a lot more of these at this rate."

 

The werewolf didn't reply as he took a deep gulp of the alcohol and grimaced at the strength.

 

Zorica watched the scene unfolding with a mixture of mirth and mischief, and she let Sir Meowsalot down from her lap with a chuckle, "Hey Lucas, I dare you to kiss little Meow here on the mouth in front of everyone."

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"Well would ya look at that!" Leif exclaimed when Rhaine back to the campfire. "Was starting to think that the armor couldn't come off." He laughed, noting that this was the first time he had seen her without her armor on.

 

Not a few moments after, Azuris came walking back while carrying what looked to be an entire barrel. "So.... as much as I would like a reason to excuse myself from this... Figured it would just be easier to fork over the coin and buy the supposed best that they have here in one go and be done with it." He said as he sat the cask down onto the ground.

 

"We're all going to regret this in the morning aren't we?" Lucas asked as he looked at the barrel with his eyes wide open.

 

"I already am." Azuris grumbled before refilling his cup.

 

When the dare was sot his way again Lucas felt to the need to object. "But I just went. Fine, but pick someone else next okay?" He pleaded before moving over to Sir Meowsalot. "Alright kitty, just stay still and let me get this done quick okay?" He asked as he scratched behind the cats ear before moving in to give him a quick peck.

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Rameses took a few more moments to desperately rid his irritated eyes of Jarl's spittle, soon sitting upright and ushering a heavy groan; once he realized Rhaine's presence kneeling beside him and recalled her question of concern, the genasi answered with an exasperated sigh, "I was dared to kiss a camel, and it was the worst decision I'll ever make."

 

Smelling heavily of dromedary, Rameses staggered to his feet, not hesitating to retrieve a second mug of alcohol from Azuris before returning to his seat. He watched Lucas receive similar treatment as a result of a dare for him to kiss Zorica's cat, which spurred a compilation of thoughts in the genasi's buzzed conscience. Finally, he spoke up once his second mug of ale was drained dry, "If anyone here has some catnip on their person, let's see if it has any influence on Aera!"

 

In the past, Rameses had seen the bewildering effects of the herb on household felines, but the idea of a weretiger possibly succumbing to the power of catnip was simply too humorous to not attempt at least once.

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Aera's eyes widened at the mention of catnip, before she pretended not to be quite so shocked, and with a gulp, uttered, "Don't be silly! There's no way that stuff could work on me..."


Hazel grinned cheekily and a slight giggle escaped her, "Maybe we should try it then? If it doesn't work, it won't be an issue, right?"


"I don't wan-- I mean, of course not!" Aera gulped once again as she'd practically dug her own grave. Nobody had sent a dare her way yet, so she couldn't refuse on the grounds that she'd done too many already. She sighed, "Alright. If anyone has any, I'll do it."

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Sir Meowsalot glared at Lucas as he was picked up and then given a quick kiss. The kitten, with lightning speed, promptly opened his jaws and chomped on the end of the squire's nose, batting the half-elf's cheeks with both paws for good measure - oh the indignity of it all! Zorica howled with laughter at her cat's reaction, kicking her heels in the air, "Oh, he doesn't like that at all!" It took a few moments for her uncontrollable giggles to subside, but when they finally did, she started rummaging around in her pack for the herb Rameses requested Aera try, wiping her eyes all the while, "I may have some of that stuff in here somewhere...just a moment or two..."

 

"This is going to get interesting," Conall remarked, taking another swig of his ale.

 

"Yep," Zorica replied as she tossed a tiny pouch Aera's way, "There you go. Have at it!"

 

"Oohooo, boy!" Abby grinned widely, "I gotta see this."

 

Rhaine, sure that Rameses would be fine, sighed and returned to her seat; adjusting her cuffs, the emeralds at her wrists glittering in the firelight, the Doomguide gave Leif a sharp glare, "I bet you were...much to your disappointment, eh? Tell me...were you imagining me without it on?"

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"I noticed." Lucas said indignantly as he rubbed his bitten nose, casting a minor healing spell on it as he walked back over to where he was sitting.

 

"Think you got off easy in the kissing department." Azuris said with a slight smirk, mere moments before a loud thud nearby brought him to his feet. The shriek of a griffon put him at ease however, and he quickly spotted the source of the noise as Zaph swooped down to the ground not far from the fire, and began to dine on the spoils of his hunt.

 

"Yeeaaah... How's about we all agree that no one has to kiss the griffon eh?"

 

To that and Rhaine's question, Leif couldn't help but laugh. "To be honest with you Rhaine, yes I have. Still not sure what you would usually wear without it though, think you're more of a linen shirt and pants sort of woman more than a fancy dress wearer." He guessed with a shrug. He knew what she had really meant by her question, but it didn't take a genius to know that she was not the kind of woman who would appreciate the truthful answer.

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All but entirely ignorant of the cunning exchange of banter between Leif and Rhaine, Rameses grinned widely when Zorica procured a pouch of catnip and tossed it Aera's way, the weretigress herself seeming somewhat unsettled by the prospect. In hopes of alleviating any of Aera's concerns regarding the upcoming dare, the genasi snickered in her direction, "Don't fret, I'm fairly sure nothing too embarrassing will come of this if the herb works with you at all."

 

Aside from the lingering odor of camel still clinging to his features, Rameses soon regained his joyful serenity whilst sitting by the bonfire.

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Rhaine narrowed her eyes at Leif for a moment before replying, "When I can get a tailor to make a shirt for me, yes. My wardrobe isn't exactly the largest in the world for obvious reasons."

 

"Speaking of wardrobes...Rameses!" Abby gave the genasi a wide smile, "If you could have anything in the world you wanted to wear, what would it be? You like showing off those smoldering scars, or would ya keep 'em covered? Simple or fancy-schmancy?"

 

"I cast the same question Leif's way," Conall added.

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"What? Like clothes?" Leif asked Conall, ignoring the daggers that were coming from Rhaine's eyes. "I've never really wanted to wear anything in particular to be honest." He answered with a shrug. "Never really been a clothes guy, although..." He suddenly stoppedm, memories of a story from his early years that he was never allowed to forget coming to surface. "The cloak of Khelben Arusun, properly this time." He said with a wide grin.

 

"There a reason for that?" Azuris asked with an arched brow.

 

"A rather embarrassing one yes." Leif said before taking a drink, not going into detail about the incident.

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