She accepts his offer

"What are your terms?" Allisa asked, not wanting to make a deal she would regret. But the chance to ambush and get back at Chet was too tempting.

With a smirk adorning his face, the merchant spoke "Work for me for a bit elfy. You're clearly skilled with magic beyond what the usual rabble here have. The best I've ever seen in fact." The merchant laid on the flattery quite strongly. "You removed more curses from those otherwise useless items than I could ever imagine. I bet you can just as easily enchant some decent spells as well. Plus you got a beautiful face so you're bound to help attract customers, word spread fast you know" He put on what he considers his most attractive smile.

"...Fine". Her desire to inflict **** on Chet was too great to refuse. Reluctantly she shook the merchant sweaty hands. "The name's Thomas by the way sweetheart".

"...Allisa and don't call me that" She replied, a look of disgust flashed on her face.

"For how long?" Allisa asked, letting go of the man's hand. She had no desire to work for this worm of man, any longer than needed. Not just because of her dislike of the man, but also because while the expidition to slay the Demon Lord was still a fair bit off. Her assistence in helping to organise the expidition was still very much vital.

"Just for a few days. Beg my pardon but given that he's added you to his notch. He's going to be quite please with himself for a while, before his urge to fuck rears it's head. Once he's in the move to fuck, then you'll be able to find him, and I happen to know his favourite hunting ground" The merchant answer, however Allisa furrowed her eyebow, unfamilar with the term 'added to his notch', such that remain silent and stoic trying to decipher the meaning.

"You can even stay here in the mean time, I have a spare bed you can use." Allisa quietness unnerved the merchant, to such a degree he avoid sexually suggesting she could share his bed.

"Very well" Even if she wanted to leave, with her magic too drained for helf to defend herself effectively, Allisa was **** to accept stay the night.

"Oh before I show you your room" The merchant quickly rushed towards the back of the room and quickly rummage through some of his shelves, before waddling back to the elf.

"Here" He handed Allisa a small vial, containing a purple liquid inside. "A contraceptive medicine, unless of course you want to Chet to be the father of your half breed brat". Cautiously she accepted and pocketed the vial, she hasn't forgotten the trap he tried to spring on her. However, the idea of Chet's seed taking root inside her greatly increase her desire to quickly swig the potion down.