Mykal and Myst busied themselves for several minutes lighting the lamps around the room, before he turned to recognize the wood elf’s presence as she stood just inside the door; her exasperated expressing indicating that his intentional slight was clearly not lost on her. Motioning for her to take a seat at the small table, he slipped past her to close the door, then introduced in a slightly strained tone; “Myst, this is my cousin Allys… the daughter of my father’s brother, the current Elder of house Audark in Tangled Trees.” “A pleasure to meet you,” Myst sneered with clearly feigned congeniality, turning away to stoke the fire; reveling in the opportunity to treat one of the snobbish elves with the same barely veiled contempt that they had all shown her since her arrival. Taking the seat opposite Allys, Mykal sorted through several detailed maps he’d drawn since returning to the elven town for the winter until they were in the proper order, then began recounting the locations and movements of the drow, the Red Plumes and other threats he’d encountered through-out the past year. However, all the while the wood elf continued to steal glances toward Myst, who was bent over tending the fire in the hearth, something which did not escape either of their attention. Waiting for her cousin to organize his report, Allys glanced past him to the half-drow as she bent, busying herself with the fire, and could not help but appreciate how the black leather bodysuit hugged her firm round butt and shapely legs like a second skin. She’d always preferred the company of women over men, and despite her tainted blood, had to admit that this ‘Myst’ was a stunning beauty with an almost unnatural air of sensuality about her. Raising form the hearth, Myst moved to stand over Mykal’s shoulder, bending low as if interested in the map he was showing Allys, giving her an ample view of the cleavage revealed by her low-cut neckline; amused by how the hypocritical wood elf was simultaneous repulsed by her lineage and enticed by her sexuality. Knowing Allys’ proclivity for female lovers, Mykal was entertained by Myst’s obvious seduction play, but there was serious information that he needed to convey to his cousin, so, turning his head toward her, he gently suggested; “Maybe I can cover all this with you later… after our guest has been satisfied?” Smirking capriciously, Myst leaned in and planted a passionate kiss on his lips, cooing in mock disappointment, before going to lounge on the bed; “As you wish…so long as your cousin is fully satisfied before she leaves.” “I’m confident she can be assured of that,” he taunted in return, continuing the flagrant innuendo. Then went back to explaining his encounters with potential threats to Allys, now having the wood elf’s undivided attention. The half-drow’s brazen seduction tease, and how it had amused her cousin, wasn’t lost on Allys. She made no secret of her preference for women, it wasn’t something seen as taboo amongst elves like it was with humans, but she had taken every opportunity too belittle and condensed him in the past, so it was only natural that he embraced the chance to turn the half-drow’s sensuality against her, returning the favor. However, the fact that he had put her off, meant that there was indeed something he deemed important for her to relay to the Elders.