#tryck

It was just getting dark as the Tavern began to fill with people. One of those people being Kiden. He took a seat and ordered a drink before turning in his chair to survey the scene. See, Kiden had been on a trip for a few days, now and had the itch to... Play. His goal was to find someone cute who looked as though they may also be there for something similar.

Kiden's golden eyes fell on a man. His skin a blue-ish hue and a very good looking face and body. He quirked a thick brow and ordered another drink before bringing his and this new one over to the blue boy's table.

The large man took a forward seat next to Tryck, sliding him the smaller drink he'd ordered for the man, "I hope I got your drink right. You look tough." He smirked, lifting his own cup and taking a long gulp, Adam's apple bobbing up and down slowly. He didn't seem afraid of rejection.

Nyssala smirked, her lips curling mischievously as she leaned in close to Tryck, her breath grazing his ear. "Please..." she whispered, her voice sultry and smooth like velvet, letting it linger for just a second before pulling back. She gave him a teasing smile, eyes gleaming with playful intent.

5. Taking a short rest

"Just a little cat nap."

"A moment's rest will have to do."

"Can't we rest a little longer?"

6. Low health/asking for healing

"A bit of help, please?"

"Healer? Healer!"

"If you wouldn't mind I'd like to stop bleeding everywhere..."

11. Sending them to talk to their romanced partner

"A pleasure for us both..."

"I could do with some moral support from my favorite person..."

"Hello, you gorgeous being..."

20. Can’t fit into a small hole

"That is definitely not going to work."

"You expect me to fit in there?"