Lion Head Mesa [m] Sidewinder

Eset, it was? He asked after a drink, lifting his head back up and licking wet lips. She was another one of the fellahin and Naberius is left to wonder if he would come to know them all, one way or another. He wonders if a reputation was stirring among the women. He hoped it was good. He knew it all would not be- a slinky creature, a slim ball, arrogant... but, surely at least good in bed and quite patient in his determination for what he wanted, indeed.