Post by shadowsharp on Dec 10, 2015 13:33:37 GMT -7
The life of a residentat Cloud City was easy. At least if you are a Aasimar or Teifling, anyway. Magic made even the hardest task simple. It could create the most lavish of jewels and clothes if you had the slightest whim for those things. It could create water or wine if you were thirsty, food if you were hungry, and could get you all the sex you could want with a simple lust spell.
Nothing was out of reach for those with magic and that was just the way Vash Ambrosia liked it. He could do just about anything he liked and could usually get away with it. If he was caught it only took some well-placed words and a few gold pieces to get him out of it.
At the moment though Vash found himself in quite a conundrum. He was currently standing outside the portal to Rook with a few of his buddies. He was there due to a rather poorly taken challenge. During a late night gathering of some of his friends, he and another Aasimar had gotteninto a bosting contest. One thing lead to another and the Aasimar challenged him to a bet.
Thanks to the rather potent alcohol and a little too much confidence, Vash agreed to the challenge. The Aasimar challenged Vash that he could not survive in Rook with only his physical skills and no access to his wealth here in Cloud City. Vash took the bet and in returned challengedthe Aasimar to live as a Sylph.
So here he was, outside the portal about to walk through. As Vash walked through the portal, he realized he really needed to stop taking these dares. You would think he would have learned to not take them after he had to be resurrected after that 68 hour orgy
