Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170704201937/@comment-28358106-20170717172010

(Hound) Sahar waves her hand in the air. Four Anubis come into the room, two at a time. Each carries a small bronze censer, with ornate lids on them. They each pause at the corner of the center of the floor, and set the censers down.

"Pleasures of the flesh, and the soothing of the soul. What else is there?  Music, feasting, and now...a balm for the senses.  Your wife only recognizes what is due her.  To surrender to passion..."

She waves her hand again. The Anubis take off the kids of the censers, and thin white smoke begins eminating from them, drifting about the room. It smells sweet, like mountain flowers, but it has another effect. Smelling it is similar to having an alcoholic buzz.

She smiles brilliantly, tucking hair behind an ear, giving him a clear view of the piercings in her lip and nose.

"Does it excite you? It isn't magic.  Mixed from my own venom..."

A loud snore can be heard. Off on her throne, Leontyne sparawls, out like a light, the alcohol and aphrodisiac having finally taken its toll.

She laughs again. "Oh, such a pity! I was hoping she would get to taste it for at least a little while."