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>Getting things identified.
>19 on the Diplomacy Roll keeps them from prying further.
"Oh, I'm just on my way to a friend's place to get some loot identified," you cheerily tell them. That brings a slump of relief to their faces, as the specter of a goblin horde or orcish army vanishes in the wind. Sliding your backpack off one shoulder, you root through it for the item in question while the two of them look on in morbid curiosity. Well, Enid looks on, Andras looks anywhere except for you as you magnificent breasts happily bounce and sway. "Dienoh may know what bounties I've nabbed from the monsters I've lain, but I hardly ever do. Coin's easy enough to name the value, but I've always found <span class="mu-i">stuff</span> a bit elusive."
You find what you're looking for. The splendid cock and balls lovingly blown from ruby-red glass, and filled with that sweet-smelling, murky white liquid. You just want to wrap your lips around it and suck it all down, but who knows what it could do to you! It might be a potion that gave you such a tool of your own, and wouldn't that just be <span class="mu-i">ghastly</span>?
Enid's look of disgust returns as you nuzzle the thing. Andras stares at you in shock before giving a cough that brings you back to reality.
"Right, sorry, I'm hoping Miranda knows what's inside this thing," you say, holding it aloft like a precious trophy. Andras rubs his temples while Enid recoils from it, though the disgust on her face has melted into mirth and amusement. Your eyes sparkle as you declare that, "This is the best part of adventuring, after all! You never know what you'll just find out in the wild. I mean who knows what could be inside this bottle? It's <span class="mu-i">way</span> too sweet-smelling to be semen, but it could be from some unknown critter! Or it could be an aphrodisiac! Or a healing potion! Maybe someone's hopes and dreams, turned to liquid!"
Enid chuckles, "Or it could just give you a di-"
"Don't!" you cut her off before she says something cursed. "Don't say such horrid things! How <span class="mu-i">ghastly</span>. It would be such a waste if that's all this mystery potion did... and if you say it will do that, I get this horrid image in my head that Miranda will just <span class="mu-i">smirk</span> and tell me 'Potion of the Two Form Spirit' or some other wretched thing."
Enid gives you an odd stare, and asks, "Wait, you don't ever wonder what it would be like to have... <span class="mu-i">you know</span>?"
You shake your head vehemently, saying, "I very well know! I don't need to know, I had one for centuries. The demon king of that era cursed me to have one, and it was a terribly randy thing. My Goddess led me to a temple to see it caged until the curse could be lifted, but that was three hundred years without... imagine going years upon years without being able to eat anything tasty! <span class="mu-i">Never again</span>!"
