Accept it and close the deal

"it is a pleasure to finally meet you, Mr Ankhalab." the dryad had a smug smile, her first inclination was for her to cover her exposed sex, but she **** herself to not show any weakness in front of her lessers. In fact, she did just foil their ruse, so if anyone had the upper hand it would be her.

"Please forgive my indiscretion. One doesn't survive for as long as I did without taking certain precautions when meeting new people." His face was unapologetic, in fact he had a predator's grin stamped on him. His desire gave Daphne the confidence boost she needed to see this through, for better or worse.

"I will forgive it this time, but don't expect the same kindness in the future." He checked her up and down, and gestured for her to walk with him, towards the porch. She did, but motioned for the false Mumed to stay.

The sun on her naked skin sent a new thrill down her spine, a wave of happiness that rejuvenated her strength, physical and mental. "What do you need from me, Daphne?"

"Money for bribes, guards and servants. Everything" She said it like it was the most natural thing in the world. "but foremost I need someone to guide me, to warn me when I am doing something wrong, or right. I know arcane power doesn't necessarily prepare me to manage an Enclave."

"And you are offering me half the proceeds of this enclave?" She expected him to ask for more, but if he started at that point she decided he actually expected to get far less. "A fifth. I will still need to bring in other partners in our venture, and a good part of the initial amount will need to be reinvested in. It is not a quick pay out."

"I do have two conditions" He seemed well satisfied with the amount.

"Is one of them to fuck me?" she quipped.

"No, but I will ask you to let me watch it when you fuck one of my stallions" He chuckled, and continued "First I want to appoint someone to be my liaison in the enclave. He will be a reliable and trustworthy person, and I guarantee someone far harder to charm." It was a sensible request, so she just acquainted to it.

"Second is, there is a Zhentarim slaver that operates from Aglarond, her name is Blaera Dulsaer. She messed with my business too many times, I want you to kill her if you have the opportunity." She had heard of the group, of course, the Zhentarim were a shadow organization bent on World domination. She rather not cross them, but one life was hardly that steep a price to pay.

They closed the deal by the time they reached the drilling patio where men, women and even monsters were mock fighting under the hawkish eyes of their instructors. One man stopped to look at Daphne, but he was quickly whipped down by the merciless task master. "Your choice, Red Wizard"