66th Day of Fall, 515 AV.
Location: Stark Naked & Starstruck
Location: Stark Naked & Starstruck
“I wonder where he could be?” A sultry voice spoke out. Typically, Raylan could be found within any one of the many private massage rooms of the bathhouse. But his employers current problem was he constantly kept changing rooms. “Sweet-talker? Wheerrree are youuu~?” She repeated softly, questioning the likelihood of actually finding him beyond the maroon red door of that specific room. The Ethaefal's red painted lips lifted into a soft smile once she realized that she had found him.
Raylan stood in front of a high quality wooden dresser befitting the bathhouses superb interior. The dresser contained various massage supplies that he might need to preform his job. Leaning against it on the ground also laid his backpack and mandolin. The dresser counter was used as a table where two candlesticks were placed on both ends of it. It gave the dresser the vague appearance of some type of alter. At the center of the counter laid a neatly folded pile of different sized linens that were stacked on top of each other in a pyramid shape.
He stood at the far end of the candle lit room singing a song to himself. "Everything I do, Every little thing I do~ " He opened a dresser drawer to retrieve a small clay bowl in preparation of burning incense. "Everything I do, Every little thing, Every little Thin-ah-ing~." He sung the sweet melody with a delicate tenderness. "For you oo oou~"
As he sang he set the clay bowl down beside the linens. Raylan always enjoyed singing to pass the time whenever he was alone. It calmed him to a point where each lyric sounded like he had been singing to a lover sleeping next to him that he did not wish to awaken. However, once he knew Vela was behind him the tone in his voice grew louder for the woman to hear it.
"Everything I do, Every little thing I do, Every little thing~." He sung the sweet melody with a with a delicate tenderness. " Every little th-ah-ing~"
He reached into another drawer to pull out a small burlap bag. He opened it to pour a small amount of dried flower buds of lavender into the palm of his other hand. The bag was quickly returned from where he had taken it, and placed the herbs held in his palm into the bowl. To bring out the scent he used one of the many candles to ignite the lavender. As the flower buds burned they exuded a sweet smelling scent that wafted through the room.
The repetitive phrase he sung stopped once he turned around to greet his visitor. He moved pass the comfortable massage bench at the center of the room on his way to the entrance. “Vela, like sunshine,you always brighten up my day. And as always, I am ready to please.” The words were spoken with the faintest hint of passionate innuendo. “Oh? An amusing offer... Maybe later? Right now there are others who seek the pleasures you have to offer.” The elegant Ethaefal curiously stated before poking him on the chest with a finger.
"And tag.You're it." She taunted before she exited the room, the then woman absently spoke towards someone in the hallway who remained hidden from his view. "Welcome and Enjoy." The horned woman said as she made her way back to the Stark Naked's lobby.
Raylan kept his eyes locked onto the doorway as he awaited his guests entrance. He stood bare chested, wearing only a pair of black boots and breeches. The only noticeable accessory on his person consisted of a black leather mask that hid most of his facial features.
Raylan stood in front of a high quality wooden dresser befitting the bathhouses superb interior. The dresser contained various massage supplies that he might need to preform his job. Leaning against it on the ground also laid his backpack and mandolin. The dresser counter was used as a table where two candlesticks were placed on both ends of it. It gave the dresser the vague appearance of some type of alter. At the center of the counter laid a neatly folded pile of different sized linens that were stacked on top of each other in a pyramid shape.
He stood at the far end of the candle lit room singing a song to himself. "Everything I do, Every little thing I do~ " He opened a dresser drawer to retrieve a small clay bowl in preparation of burning incense. "Everything I do, Every little thing, Every little Thin-ah-ing~." He sung the sweet melody with a delicate tenderness. "For you oo oou~"
As he sang he set the clay bowl down beside the linens. Raylan always enjoyed singing to pass the time whenever he was alone. It calmed him to a point where each lyric sounded like he had been singing to a lover sleeping next to him that he did not wish to awaken. However, once he knew Vela was behind him the tone in his voice grew louder for the woman to hear it.
"Everything I do, Every little thing I do, Every little thing~." He sung the sweet melody with a with a delicate tenderness. " Every little th-ah-ing~"
He reached into another drawer to pull out a small burlap bag. He opened it to pour a small amount of dried flower buds of lavender into the palm of his other hand. The bag was quickly returned from where he had taken it, and placed the herbs held in his palm into the bowl. To bring out the scent he used one of the many candles to ignite the lavender. As the flower buds burned they exuded a sweet smelling scent that wafted through the room.
The repetitive phrase he sung stopped once he turned around to greet his visitor. He moved pass the comfortable massage bench at the center of the room on his way to the entrance. “Vela, like sunshine,you always brighten up my day. And as always, I am ready to please.” The words were spoken with the faintest hint of passionate innuendo. “Oh? An amusing offer... Maybe later? Right now there are others who seek the pleasures you have to offer.” The elegant Ethaefal curiously stated before poking him on the chest with a finger.
"And tag.You're it." She taunted before she exited the room, the then woman absently spoke towards someone in the hallway who remained hidden from his view. "Welcome and Enjoy." The horned woman said as she made her way back to the Stark Naked's lobby.
Raylan kept his eyes locked onto the doorway as he awaited his guests entrance. He stood bare chested, wearing only a pair of black boots and breeches. The only noticeable accessory on his person consisted of a black leather mask that hid most of his facial features.
