[Iliad]

Arik made a pleased sound at Chardon's quest, leading the other away from the bar with ease. "Oh I can promise just as much dancing and a far better time then this place, don't worry about that my Chardon." He replied in a low purr, beforeproceeded to do just as requested and take the other fromt his excuse for a party, leading the Atalian through the crowded halls and out the back exist and through the town with as much speed as could be mustered with the mage brushing his lips over the others neck, and letting his hands wander the entire trip.