Stinks like a new world (Edrei)

edy Edy grinned wolfishly and waggled her eyebrows at him at the mention of being able to make things die. "Awww, but you've got your big weapon to protect you. And it's just little old me. She continued, rolling her tongue along her lip and winking as she broke off into a bright peal of laughter. Actually, as far as magic went, Edy was feeling fairly stunted. In Northaven she'd mastered destruction at an early age. Being able to make things explode was basically a character trait of hers it had become so second nature. That she could make things wither and die or disintegrate was something, but actually Edy felt quite naked without her powers. And while normally nudity was something the teenager loved, this feeling just left her feeling cold and hollow. His sudden pause made the teenager tilt her head curiously and raise a challenging brow. "Oh I do, do I?" Edy purred in response, taking an incriminating step closer, Edy folded her arms across her chest and tilted her head mischievously to the side. "They do say that if you're good at something, not to do it for free." She added after a moment with a wide white smile. Actually there had been word of a brothel starting up in Northaven, but Edy could see herself at most as a proprietor, never a worker. Not only was she completely unreliable when it came to being responsible, but Edy fucked who she wanted, when she wanted. Getting paid for sex might be nice, but surprising as it might be, there was more to Edy than just fucking. Like fighting for instance. "So I suppose that either makes you very wealthy or sexually frustrated." She chuckled, nibbling the inside of her lip again. After all, either he had the coin to pay for all that whoring he apparently did, or he didn't.