"More than you'll ever understand, dwarf." Rhen responded haughtily. "I know your people only bathe once a week and use grit instead of water and soap, but some of us have hygiene standards. Unless," she flipped her hair over a shoulder, "You'd rather reek like an ogre orgy in high summer and let every predator under the sky know there's something tasty to investigate."

After a moment, she came over to him and lifted one of his braids. One near the ear, of course. "It would also be a shame to let a beard like that fall into disarray, no? I've been a dwarf maiden before. I know how much effort something that magnificent takes to maintain." She stood again, walking over to the Boshirian, unconsciously darkening her skin a few shades.

"If you find a good enough area to bathe in, you can join me." She flickered through a few female Boshirian guises she'd picked up or inherited. "If you like women, after all. I don't feel like being a man today." She resumed her red-haired, freckled form, though kept a slight darkening to her skin. She pulled out a mirror and decided she liked the combination. For now.

Finally, she walked over to the mithra. "Esailia, wasn't it?" She rolled the name sensuously through her lips. "I don't have any weapons, but I'll put a game face on if anything happens, alright? I have a few persona with claws and teeth." She inspected the other woman's body like a jeweller would a gem. "Somewhat like you. Maybe I'll show you." These people were going to be fun. Such diverse personalities to explore.

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