Return of the turn of Turn
The Next Day
You wake up just as the sun goes down, and you wish you could look at the sunset. After a few minutes, you get up. You see Kevin trying to patch up another hole in the roof. You see Ben eating a piece of raw meat ( dirty werewolf ) with his hands, and the two girls are ( once again ) gossiping in the corner. Will they ever run out of stuff to talk about?
No matter. You prepare for your journey to Lord Jameson's castle.
While flitting to the castle, you hear sounds of laughter and merriment coming from within the large, ornate building. Apparently, there is a feast going on inside. How fortunate.
You sneak past the guards posted in front of the large, hardwood door. Inside, various people, knights, servants, lords and ladies, why, is that the prince of Malanor over there? This is quite the party. And there is Lord Jameson, the man whom you intend to seduce ( not that way...)
With the patience of a crocodile, you wait while other humans of higher political stature ( but whom you could crush like a bug with your bare hands ) speak to Lord Jameson. When most of them are done, you step up and greet him.
"Good evening, my lord. My name is Drake Mordant."
"Hello..." he says, eyeing you, "Who may "Drake Mordant" be?"
"I am the occupant of the castle nearby, Castle Faux."
"Ah, that old wreck, how could you live in it?"
"The roof is being repaired as we speak."
He then promptly laughs, a hearty sound. Then he composes himself, and gets right to business.
"So, Drake, what business do you have with me? You are no merchant, seeking permission to trade. You are no knight. You are not a noble-"
"Ah, yes, but I do want to enter the world of politics."
He smiles, having played this game with many young aspiring power-grabbers before.
"Listen, politics isn't as nice as it seems. There are many-"
"You know, your title of "the beaut" is well deserved." you say in your sweetest voice. You can already feel the barest corners of his mind, you must press onward.
"I dare say..." he says in an almost dreamlike state.
"You will listen to everything, do you understand?"
He nods, sleepily.
"I will get your aid, one way or another. I am much more powerful than you think. However, I do truly wish to seek your friendship, and so I will give you two gifts. Meet me, alone, at the doorway, make sure there are no guards patrolling the halls. Do you accept this invitation?"
He nods again. Despite being hypnotized, you actually do feel some part of him still conscious, and this part of his mind was looking at an opportunity to gain something. Typical politician.
"Good."
You abruptly stop hypnotizing him, and walk out.
Later that Evening
You have brought both Arianne and Rachel to the castle, carrying both like dolls, in order to save time. They both giggle at being "handled" by you. You ignore them.
Just as you expected, Lord Jameson is there, pacing the floor.
"You! What did you do to me?"
"That is none of your concern of yours my lord. Remember those gifts I told you about?"
He calms down for a second. Here's your chance.
"Ladies, get acquainted with Lord Jameson."
The two women emerge from the shadows, flashing their most flirtatious smiles. You can see that the lord is immediately smitten. Perfect.
As he invites them to his bed chambers, you allow yourself a chuckle. Those two girls would get more information out of Lord Jameson than any professional spy in the entire empire. You'd best use whatever knowledge you gain to your advantage.
Alright, the girls are busy at work, you can still do some stuff, if you want. No need to feed, that's the day after tomorrow. What shall you do?