Two young teenagers walked down the hall towards the entrance of the Tombs. Sylvain smiled as the girl giggled at his joke and clung to his arm affectionately. She was a pretty girl; young, blonde, and not entirely all that intelligent but with a firm and healthy body. It was an easy conquest really. The tricky part would to try and get past the guards into the tombs to make this happen.
Slyvain approached the guard and asked the young girl to stay a few steps back while he 'handled this'.
Recognizing an ensign he knew from before he approached with a smile. "Ensign Veers, excellent to see you again."
After shooting the breeze for a moment and reminding him of their previous rapport Sylvain turned the tone of his conversation to be a bit more convincing, "You see, I'm in a bit of a predicament... I told this young girl I'd be able to get her in to the tombs this evening... and if I am, I think I'll be getting into her 'tombs' a bit later this evening if you catch my drift."
Straightening up a bit he smiled warmly, "Surely the son of Aramis Torsin could be of help to those members of the Army that are willing to do whatever they are requested by a superior. I'd be more than willing to help make life a bit easier for such a group of soldiers. Put out a few good words for such men of quality."
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Roll:
3eP+3eD: 1 success, 1 threat(Potential Victim Pic Provided)