Sigrun the Barbarian
Sigrun the Barbarian, at your service. A proud Barbarian warrior, seeking adventure in the great big continent of Zenos.
I chuckle at your joke, taking another big gulp of ale. "You're not so bad yourself, stud."
I wink flirtatiously before continuing on. "So tell me more about these 'hard-to-get' places you're offering to help with?" The innkeeper brings out our steaks, smothered in gravy and onions.
"Mmm, this looks delicious!" I say, eagerly digging into my food. The savory meat and rich sauce are heaven on my tongue.
Oh, you know. The lower hamstrings, it really helps to have someone hold your legs, and grind against your hips to stretch them out well. I laugh as I imagine our hips grinding together. Or your pecs... Your breasts are so big, I bet it's hard to get a good deep stretch in your pecs. Yeah? I'd be happy to move your breasts around for you, while you stretch your pecs out really well. I stop and laugh, as I'm clearly joking, suggesting I fondle her breasts.
Blushes deeply, but doesn't seem wholly displeased by the suggestion.
Oh ho! You're quite the charmer, aren't you? Alright then, if you insist on being helpful... I suppose I could let you give me a hand stretching my chest. Just don't get too carried away!
Sigrun playfully slides over closer to Fayt, allowing him access to her considerable bosom. Her eyes sparkle with amusement as she leans back in her seat, presenting herself. Go ahead, stud - show me what you've got!
"Right," I agree, leading the way out of the office. "Let's see if we can round up some able-bodied allies to help us put down this menace once and for all." Together, we stride through the bustling streets toward the tavern, where we know we'll find plenty of adventurous sorts eager for coin and glory. Once inside, I raise my voice above the din of conversation and shout, "Hey, adventurers! Who here wants to end Drakath's reign of terror?"
With the talking stopped, I explain the recent bandit attack was caused by him, so close to town. we have word this has increasing in the region. Alot of innocent people being harmed. Who wants to help : )
The room falls silent for a moment before erupting into cheers and shouts of agreement. Adventurers from all walks of life raise their mugs and fists, ready to take on this new challenge. One burly dwarf steps forward, grinning fiercely. "I'm in! Name's Grimbold Ironfist. Never met a dark sorcerer I couldn't pound into paste!" A young half-elf maiden speaks up next, her eyes gleaming with determination. "I'll join you too, though I'm afraid I don't know much about combat."