As soon as she knocked she felt a strange pull on her and immediately noticed there was magic pressure around her and a magic circle beneath her. With...ut warning the magic circle activated with a strange noise and everything around her changed, it went from being at a tower's front door surrounded by a brown arid environment to what seemed to be inside the tower. The walls were stone decorated with arcane banners and shelves of potions, in the middle there was a big cauldron with arcane. "If we are going to be here for long, we will need to see about getting some decent ale here," Gerald said, as we were finishing our meal."I'm not sure how we would do that," I told him. "Plus the French are big on wine, and those in New Orleans are their major suppliers. I'll have to check on what there are in the way of local breweries. General Clark should know." Most of the overmountain men drink corn whiskey," Anann told us. "They offered us some when we were working on the injured. It's. I could see an occasional glance being exchanged by the two, so I presumed something was about to blow. I was wrong – nothing happened. So I decided it may be a good idea to lead the charge and give the meeting some direction – you know – get your teeth or something else into something – quite literally.So I asked the ladies if they would like to have their pussies eaten – just like that – no formality. No stunned silence greeted my suggestion. Both had a laugh and then said “good idea”. And lo. Oh, I suppose I could tolerate a woman who smokes five or six cigarettes a day, as long as she doesn’t do it in the house or car. The smell really bothers me, I guess because I smoked so heavily that it made me sick and I had to give it up years ago. Taking a drink now and then is okay, but I don’t want anything at all to do with a drunk. Been there, done that, don’t need to do it again, ever.’ As we had been talking Helen had been making marks on a piece of paper, but I couldn’t make any sense.