A Third Wheel Turns a Bike into a Trike Which is Much More Fun

Okay, so Bowen had been sneaking drinks the entire time that Artorias was toying around with his cork, which was terribly amusing by the way. When he failed and wanted to give it a second try, the russet fae merely shot him a Cheshire cat grin and waited for him to fail. It happened quickly, thanks to the wind and Artorias was soon back under the sun shade with the two ladies. He took his two, deep draughts and then moved on to asking Briar the name of the game.

Briar chose truth just as Bowen suspected that she would. The woman was a little shy, so it made sense. Bo definitely wouldn't hold it against her at all and was curious to hear the story that was asked for. Of course it had something to do with the pair having sex and getting caught by Briar's father. Bowen laughed along with the pair, giving her head a shake and taking yet another drink from the bottle of wine. She needed to loosen up a little after the surge of jealousy that bit her after Briars story.

Then it was her turn and she chose dare, of course. Briar dared her to speak in a silly accent until her next turn and Bowen chuckled. She had been on a ship and had gone to many different places. Having a knack for languages, she'd learned bits and pieces of many different tongues. Some, she spoke fluently. Bowen sifted through the many accents that she could mimic and chose an Asian dialect. In lilting words, stressing syllables in certain parts of words, she asked Briar truth or dare. When Briar chose dare, Bowen smiled sweetly, flashing pearly whites. Leaning forward, one emerald eye winked. In the same silly accent, she spoke to the antlered fae. "I dare you to tell us your dirtiest sexual fantasy without using words." Oh yeah, it was time to kick this game up a notch. Enough of the puppy shit. With another grin, Bowen sipped her wine and waved a paw at the shy fae, urging her to proceed.

"Speech"|| "Romanian"