Peridiath smiled coyly at Drache's strong wording. Some dragons really were quite easy to do what she wanted. It was why she was one of the most influential members of the Winghost, and yet many chose to never share her name. Everyone owed her a favor in some fashion, well, everyone that liked things in the shadows. She loved the feel of the firebreather's skin beneath her touch, and was planning on getting her money's worth out of this lovely halfbreed. She let the halfling take charge, able to tell that's what she wanted. Another dragon might whip her for being so bold, but not Peri, she molded herself to other's desires. She let herself be pulled atop the red-skinned woman, lowering her hips, sitting on the woman's thighs, leaning forward.

Her eyes showed a bit of timidness, intimidation, though this was just an act, for Peri was well versed in the arts of seduction. No one could ever truly tell what she wanted, only what she let them see. Drache clearly wanted to be the seducer, so Peri let her. She'd be pleased either way. As Drache nibbled down her chest, Peri entangled one hand in her long black locks, pulling her a bit closer, trembling, as if she couldn't resist this woman's touch. When asked a question, she responded in a sultry whisper, hot in Drache's ear, [color=39b54a][i][b]"Peridiath."[/b][/i][/color] The words left her mouth with a soft sigh. She nibbled at the red woman's ear frills teasingly, before looking down at the woman, her eyes longing for her kiss. She seemed a bit nervous at first, before mustering the courage to bend down and press her lips firmly to the halfbreed's, her chest pressing closer.

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Peri was breathing heavy as she finally got up from where she was cuddled with Drache on the seats, her body sore and unbalanced. It had definitely been worth it, and she was so pleased that it was this halfbreed that came forward. She moved slowly over to an attendant, a young man, saying a few things to him. He returned with a pitcher of chilled wine and a satchel. She carried them both over, giving Drache a sated smile, sitting next to the resting woman. 

[color=39b54a][i][b]"In here is just a few things per my patron's request. All finds, be it items, architecture, really anything of note, are to be recorded in the books herein. Nothing more. My patron wants the location of each find, along with a description of each item cataloged as well. If the ruins are occupied by anything natural living there, critters and the like, whatever, observe and record those as well. He would also like a travel log so your path may be taken by others should he wish for more, though if you succeed in this, you will be first choice. Payment will be in the form of a flat rate on return of the books, as well as additional payment for each artifact, whose value shall be determined by a third party at the time of receipt."[/b][/i][/color] 

She set the bag gently on the ground, waving the attendant over, who brought two goblets. She poured the chilled wine therein, a very fine vintage, and offered one to Drache, before sipping at her own. When it was time for Drache to depart, Peri would stop her momentarily, standing to meet her, looking into her eyes, [color=39b54a][i][b]"Please stay safe... and find me once this business is done."[/b][/i][/color] With that, she pulled the woman into a very real, very passionate kiss, her body hungrily pressed against the halfbreed's. Once her lips were pulled away, there was a very momentary look of guilt covered by a sultry smiled, [color=39b54a][i][b]"Fly true Drachiathoryx."[/b][/i][/color]

Once Drache was departed, a pair left as well. Flying much higher and further back than Drache, but never losing sight of her. Their mission was to simply observe and report back upon her likely death or the very rare possibility of her return. Her journey to the northwest would be fairly uneventful until the first night she camped in proper Screamer territory. It was a moonless night, her slumber awoken by the sense that she wasn't alone in her campsite. Her campfire was still going strong, so clearly she hadn't been asleep too long, and she could sense it with her magic. However, she could feel another flame further off, two actually, hidden behind a rock of some sort. Clearly she wasn't alone, but those with the flames weren't in the immediate vicinity.