Lolling about on putrid bits of mismatched furniture were dozens of dark shapes that on occasion moved, but for the most part lay still as death. Occa...ionally a form would move into the available light, more than likely a Goth street kid was what appeared out of the gloom.Fighting not to cough, Erin took delicate steps in an effort not to trip over anything on the floor. Not so, Mordrant's flunkies, who kicked out at anything that got in their way, be it moving or not. Jenny and Anna followed. This went on for a few minutes until a pirate came up and whispered into Sao's ear. Sao suddenly smiled, a horrifying smile showing stained teeth and gaps where they were missing. She whispered back to the pirate and then turned her 10 watt smile on the ambassador. The ambassador was used to the many ugly things that happened with the affairs of state, but he still shuddered a bit.An altercation a little ways into the town caught Ambassador Hascombe's attention. He was astonished at the sight. Außerdem passte er gut zum Rock. Wieder half sie ihr beim Schließen des Mantels und fuhr dabei zärtlich über den Busen von Rosalie. Durch die vielen liebevollen Berührungen von Bea im Vorfeld stöhnte jetzt Rosalie leise auf. Bea merkte das und lächelte. Schnell band sie ihr noch einen passenden Schal um und setzte ihr die passende Mütze auf. Dabei sah sie ihr tief in die Augen und drückte ihr jetzt einen Kuss auf. Rosalie konnte nicht anders und erwiderte diesen.Bea ging zurück und bat Rosalie. But this was all by the way. My main purpose, my real function was mending the creatures that came to me in my glen there in the mountains of Arcadia. Some came from very far, and some lived there in the same forest with me. I tended to the physically torn and warped. I bandaged sores and cuts. My salves and unguents, made from the bounty my father produced for me, were life savers and pain healers. For you see, nymphs were minor gods, but they could die. If harmed woefully enough. And when.