A Game of Flesh   Completed startled, Arcano laid on the floor in the chamber. This was not how he imagined the meeting with Savos Aren would went down.     “Did I catch you off guard, Lord Arcano? You were making a speech about- your “vision”?”   Otylia comforted the immobilized High Elf, laying between her two legs.     “Although Lord Arch-Mage does not feel the same way. I’m beginning to question your honesty.”   Ever so