Solicia rarely fulfilled the requests of patrons for her to leave the tea house when her riddles had been solved, the outside world ever fraught with danger and woe. This day however had been an exception to the normal rule, meeting with her patron in one of the nearby mining towns that had long been abandoned. She’d been waiting for a short time in one of the empty buildings before word came from her watchers that the patron was arriving. She’d turn coyly and half-press a shoulder against the wall before her. The shoulder facing the building’s entrance would be pulled back just far enough to give a healthy view of the side of her bared bust, along with a taunting glimpse of the mesh that decorated the front half of her clothing.
Arching her tail high and over her shoulder just to press the tip against the wall before her, she’d call out, “I know you have qualms against such locations as these, but I thought these signs may keep visitors away for a few hours. Who knows what wondrous sorts of tea you could enjoy in that short time.” Her words paused briefly as the patron held forth a suitcase, shaking it slightly to bring forth the subtle sound of rock upon rock within. Hearing such a sound, the quirk of Solicia’s lips settled into a further teasing grin. It seemed that the patron had brought more of the materials and wanted to increase his rewards in the deal. She decided that this warranted her own addition in turn and added softly, “among other things two can enjoy in solitude.”