I will.

Before me stands a woman with arrow tipped ears, her sunlight hair drips down her shoulders like a rainfall upon King Midas. Her complexion holds youth even in her many years, an elvish woman of the Blackwood. "I don't know you, stranger. Who are you?" She asks. "My name is Linden, a pleasure to meet you." I reply, my hand guiding hers to my lips as I gaze softly into her eyes. "Quite the charmer, aren't you?" She asks with a curious smile. My eyes wander, her darkened gold eyes hold interest in me, mirroring my gaze. A gilded chain hung from her neck glimmers in the sunlit glow, patronage to Intol, the God of Light. The necklace drapes down her softly jutted collarbone near the curve of her large breasts.

"Would he mind if I enjoyed your company for a little while?' I ask as I near her, nodding to the ring on her finger.

*Gonna write this part later, can't be arsed writing poetic porn*