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He turned to the new woman and smiled.

"If you mean I accept some sort of reward for doing something of a dangerous type, then no, but I am more than willing to take on an adventure if I like the sound of it, as long as you let me keep the things I take," by that he meant the spoils, many of his adventures he would collect things, or steal them, and then banish them to where he banishes all things. He dreamed of one day settling down and putting those things on display. His memoirs and journals could be passed from generation to generation...it was too bad he didn't consider anything he had done thus far noteworthy.

His smiled faltered when he noticed her bruises, and still slightly drunk, couldn't keep his mouth shut, "My, what happened?"

Bronwyn gave the man a half-smile. "I had some problems with the...locals...earlier this evening. How would you like to accompany me on a...long overdue visit with some of the major powers in the city?" She changed the subject back to the problem at hand. She looked around carefully and lowered her voice slightly. "I don't know how long you've been in Rinon, but there has been a guild war going on for the last several months. Recently, it exploded onto the civilian streets, injuring several people, and it is only going to get worse. I am working for what I believe is the better side, trying to stop this before it gets out of hand." She gave a smile. "But I need some backup."

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Kyrana listened to the woman's tale thoughtfully, nodding when she came to the explanation of what exactly she wanted from Ishod. Kyrana opened her mouth to say something, but was distracted by her purse shaking violently. With a small gasp, she remembered she'd shoved Pylo in the bag earlier. Hurriedly, she shifted to obscure the view from the other woman and opened the purse to reveal a disgruntled mouse sitting in the bottom. He crawled out of the bag onto her hand relucantly, and she put him on her shoulder once again, sighing as the predicitable tirade started.

Bronwyn turned to Dorothy and gave a grateful smile.
"Thanks, you're a lifesaver." She said, taking the bottle and draining the liquid in one fluid motion. She gave a sigh as the warm liquid coursed through her body, healing the ache in her head and movements. The bruises around her neck faded along with the warmth, turning a slightly yellowish color of a nearly healed bruise.

Bronwyn closed her eyes and stretched languidly, almost like a cat, with a contented smile on her face. She nodded to Dorothy and handed the bottle back. "Tell your boss I'm sorry, hey?"

"I will, now I got to go. Stay out of trouble,"Dorothy said as she headed out of the bar and rushed down the street towards the markets.


{{Character moving to city markets.}}

Ishod couldn't help a bemused smile as he noticed how the others reacted to each other.

Tension, suspicion, I am a fool to think it, but these two may just end up fighting over me should I not come between them.

"Ishod, my friend," and with this he leaned in and whispered in her ear quickly, making it look, to any other outsider, that he was sealing the deal with a kiss on her cheek, "she'll be a bit more help than you'll know, try to stay on her good side though." He wouldn't tell her what was Kyra's own (about being a fae of course) but he set the playing field right.

Such and odd action was sure to be noticed by Kyra, so he immediatly turned to her and kissed her cheek as well (opposite that of Pylo, he had taken a keen observation to track the little guy's movements).

"There," he said, smiling sheepishly (he's a sly one, he is), "though it's a tad rude, I always end a pact I make with a woman with a kiss on the cheek." Bronwyn would be sure to see through this ruse, and Kyra, by this point, would have to accept it.

"Well ladies, that leaves us with the night and a morning, any suggestions, any..other, place to stay that either might know of, after all, I am the guest here." he said, being charming and trying his hardest not to blush, he had never been with two ladies before, however hostile they might become with each other.

It was a new experience, one he would be sure to remember.

"I wouldn't mind a little late-night fun my dear," he gave a sly smile to Kyra, "But she's right too you know, we do need a bit of sleep if we're to help."

He brought the conversation back to everybody, "Alright, Bronwyn, where should we meet up tomorrow morning, unless you feel like joining us for tonight." he didn't mean anything in any sort of way, in fact, he'd prefer if she came along, Kyra was much too enchanting for him not to want her in unwholesome ways, but he knew he had to keep his bit of distance from her. Bronwyn would be just the right person to keep those thoughts in check, her practical, no-nonsense attitude would keep him grounded.

Humans couldn't trust faes, after all.

Ishod's head began clouding with images best not described.

"Can we just hold on a minute?" he said a little harried, "Kyra, love, you're a very enchanting woman, and I'd love to join you for tonight," he turned to Bronwyn, "but you have a point, we shouldn't stay up late tonight, for when tomorrow comes," he paused for a moment, thinking.

"Bronwyn, Kyra, I decline both your offers, tonight I shall stay alone, and tomorrow may be something completely different," he looked apologetically at them both, he really didn't want to put anymore strain between those two then they could handle, God knows what trouble he'd be in if they started fighting each other tomorrow.

He also didn't want to have ugly thoughts of him on either side, he'd rather have them both think bad of him that would be easier to make up in whole then just the one.