Sharp ears, and sharper blades.

(a.k.a shameless Zevran rip-off)

A sad story and a pretty face are all that's needed to get company in the bedroom, Eirian believes. A mindset that's served him well during his years in the Ebon Blades, but one that's given him a reputation as a bit of a manwhore.

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In the end, the men and women of Stonehold are all the same, all too vulnerable to the desires of the flesh to ever see the dagger about to pierce through their chests.

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And, well... Eirian isn't above enjoying himself while on the clock.