Scarlet Drakes

[Magus]

Iadan laughed. "Not by the looks of things here. Your fate seems to be already sealed."

[Xyster]

Lothorian shrugged, "Take the coat anyhow. You appear to be cold."

The drakes looked uneasy. How could an enemy remain so calm and gentle despite all that was happening. Surely he thought that his men were going to come and rescue him, or perhaps he had allowed himself to be caught on purpose as part of a trap.

[Magus]

Iadan smiled. The coat was black silk, finely cut and sewn. It was worth more than everything she had ever owned. She took it almost before the man had finished offering it to her. She cast aside the rag she had picked up from the ground. Warmth spread throughout her body. From the mouth of god...

"Sorry about your capture. But I think we should get going." She grabbed Sora's arm and began to guide her away from the scene. She would need more privacy if she was to relieve her of that necklace she bore.

[Xyster]

The drake holding Lothorian suddenly released him. Lothorian pulled his wrist around and rubbed it, getting the blood flowing again. He turned and stared at the man, "There's no need for roughness, I have offered no resistance."

The man stared at him for some time as Lothorian simply spoke in a gentle voice, "A gentle hand gains more than a crushing fist, so your kindness can only gain more for you than any amount of harshness would."

Finally the drakes backed off slightly and Lothorian nodded. Those strange blue eyes had worked their magic again. He was free to move about for a short time more.

[Xyster]

Lothorian's freedom only lasted for a short time before they shook off the effects and grabbed him again. They were begining to become more wary of him, and that made it harder for him to make them understand.

They took him back to the rock and spent several minutes making sure that he was bound securely before going back to their guard duty. None of them wanted to hear him speak agian, it was hard to keep in mind that he was their enemy and had killed many of their brethren when they allowed him to speak.

[Magus]

A thought flashed through Iadan's mind. The coat was the richest she had ever seen! Surely a man like that would be wealthy and have a lot of coin to spare. Certainly she could help relieve him of some of it.

Before she had gotten to far she tore away from Sora and returned to the guards surrounding the man. She pulled out the bottle of sweet-smelling whine and offered it to one of the guards. In her most sultry voice she pressed her body close to his, rubbing her leg between his.

"You've done your people a real service here. You deserve a reward, eh? Drink up and we'll see what kind of fun we can cook up later."

[Xyster]

The drake gave her a look, still shaken from Lothorian's words earlier. He'd never been the most loyal of the drakes to begin with, and this woman was very, very attractive. He glanced over at the others, noticing that they were paying too much attention to the captive to be looking at him.

With an eager grin he allowed her to lead on.

[Magus]

She uncorked the bottle and took a drink for herself, tasting it to make sure it was right. The drought was in there, alright. And it was strong enough to make this guy pass out in less then a minute. She put the bottle to his lips and tipped it, forcing him to drink.

"You be a good boy," She cooed coyly, "And mamma'll give you an extra-special treat."

[Xyster]

The man choked slightly on the drink, but swallowed it. He'd never really been with a woman this...forceful before, but he had to admit that it was different.

[Magus]

She pulled the bottle back. "Save some for the others now, nobody likes a glutton." She tossed the bottle to another soldier close by. "Make sure to pass that around so everyone gets some now. A gift from me to you."

She turned back to the man and began pushing him until his back was to a tree and her face less than an inch from his. "How do you want to start? Should I take the high road or should I take the low road?"

[Xyster]

Lothorian watched, his blue eyes following the woman. He wasn't sure what she was intending to do, but he had an idea that it wasn't what she was saying, "I would not drink that wine."

The drake nearest to him took a long swig, probably becuase he had said something about it before handing it on to the other one. He shook his head slightly, watching them pass the bottle around.

The man pressed against the tree let out a hiccup, then slowly slid down. He was snoring, but none of the others seemed to notice.

[Magus]

Iadan turned out his pockets quickly. There were some coins, but nothing much more. She took his weapon from him and turned around to see the others beginning to pass out. She ran to the captive and cut his bonds.

"Way to go! You almost botched your own rescue attempt!" She shouted. "How stupid can you possibly be?"