D&D: Speak to Eirella.
From Create Your Own Story
Pushing aside the dog you decide to talk to Eirella. The elven woman has always been on friendly terms with you and considering her typical attitude spending time with her should be interesting. If not you could take a look into the sack she's carrying or the book of spells, perhaps even have a word with her master. At the very least you could just talk to her.
You stroll over to Eirella, easily catching up to the elf woman. Lightly tapping her shoulders you make your presence known. "Why hello Eirella, are you trying to skip one of your master's lectures again or are you actually doing some work ?"
The gold haired elf woman gives a little jump at your touch, dropping her sack with a loud rattle. You see the slight gleam of something shiny that gives off a hint of magic before she quickly puts it back in before looking at you. What could she be carrying in there ? Upon seeing you the elf puts on a teasing smile and her eyes light up. "Oh why would you think that i'm trying to avoid one of my precious masters lessons ?"
"Because that's what your always doing when i see you. If you put half the effort you put into learning magic as you do skipping class or flirting you would have become a wizard by now." You mock lecture her, putting your arms across chest in a faux serious pose that pushes up your breasts a little.
Eirella's eyes practically gleam at your action, her hand stray towards your chest before you gently slap it away. It wouldn't do to reveal your ruse right now. "That was just mean, i put serious effort trying to learn magic and who says that i wouldn't be a wizard right now if i wanted to be. Besides master likes it when she has to look for me, especially what happened last time".
You blush a bit, your cheeks lighting up remembering exactly what she did. Neither you nor her master has any ideas on exactly how she convinced those prostitutes to stand in that stance with her. " I sincerely doubt that, the way she looked didn't look like someone who enjoys it.
"Oh she enjoys it and one day you'll see too. Speaking of magical lessons, would you like to see how much I've learnt ?" She closes in to you, her hand dropping down going past your illusionary skirt, edging near your pussy but stopping just before. "I promise that you'll enjoy it".
What do you do ?
