Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20181211225019/@comment-25808351-20190103082306

(BT) “Yes well, Lord Armata requested I be here at this gathering in his stead. Explaining that when nightfall came HE would be working overtime. Hence my invitation to you so that you’d save me from my want-to-be husbands and other bothersome aristocrats. As for your plan, I like it. Though we’ll have to really be spot on with our timing. I’m not sure expect any of the boys out there to follow you me to my private quarters.”

Imperia runs her hand over her neck warmer as if she were petting a live animal. She thinks for a moment on how to perfect the illusion.

“If we are to start such a fire in their bellies, we will need tinder. I suggest we begin by having an innocent soul spot us before we move. We start by making a scene for our waitress. Speaking of....” Imperia then points to a small pull-chain by the door.

“Pull that, it will ring a bell in the staff area and someone will come running.”