Khala room

Young half-elf sit on her bed, taking off the boots. Her room was small and full of her things, like locking-pickers, throwing daggers, some flask and clothes. Behind the wall, she could hear quiet moans and groans of lovers. It seems, Mira and Lex didn't waiting too long and they already started enjoy themself in privacy of room. Khala smile to herself, thinking about their relationship. She was realy happy, that her friend find love and partner, so it was fine. Lex is a good guy too, ewen with his prevet action like peeping on bathing females or having problems with control himself in the bed. Yes, Khala was happy for friends, but it maked her jealous too. She cound't be with her love, Giana, like they because of her hight born.

Half-elf sit anoyed at the small table, before clean piece of paper. For two weaks she tried to find some right words, to write to her girlfirend about last adventure of the party. Khala thinking about style from her heart, but next thought was about something formal, to be carefool if someone read her message before Giana. Sounds of slaping and hitting by... whip? Didn't helping her too. Khala cound't figure out who of lovers is domine, and who is submite, the voice was always the same. Before adventure with goblins and bandits, she would be sure is Mira taking a charge but right now... She wasn't sure. They all was change after all adventures, so it would be intresting. Of course, Khala could easly check who lead in bed, but in first it would be rude to her friends, and secend knowing secret, isn't such fun like trying to find out what is realy. She suspect, that person who get whiped, is at least gaged if ewen bounded. After last ewents every one in the party getting know next ways of sex, ewen that rouge.

Khala wake up from her thought and look at her empty message. Small candle give light only on table, what should help her focus on her task.

"Come on Khala, you have to send it tomorow. It isn't something hard, just a few words." She said to herself and grap guill, take some ink and write: 'My love Giana, your eyes like fresh apple, in the light of rising sun- Damit!"

She snap and throw out paper, on the floor, to the rest of them. At least ten papers, with wrong choise of words and style, what Khala doesn't like.

"For Helm ass, it cound't be so hard!" She lean her head on hands, tried to gareth focus. In other room, lovebrids stoped slaping and begging fucking, with gasping on air, and repating their names. They realy tried to keept quiet, but the wall in tavern was thin. Khala didn't noticed, when someone open door (she lock them on key) and with quiet steps, sneak behind half-elf. Burgler, wearing dark robes and small dagger rise arm and...