"I'll be friendly with you sweetie.:" Long brown lashes flutter twice flirtatiously at the muscular hulk. "I'm sure a man of your physique has needs and a bit 'o coin to spend." Her long painted nails rake over Calain's forarm.
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"P..p...please d...don't hurt me." The girl sobs. "Is...is...is it gone?"
"H...h...h...he..l...le...lef...left...mmmm..me." the female uncontrollably cries.
"Oh let's make some bad decisions. Bartender, two drinks!" "I tend to make a couple everyday." she laughs as she drinks her wine. She's quite pleased it's not the normal swill she usually gets from her "friends."
The friendly entertainment slinks on over to you. "Buy me a drink or two?"
Desmond in the Raging ORc you can find your fair share of serving wenches and women of high moral esteem. So, you have plenty of entertainment to keep you busy for the night.
The flirtatious girl slinks her hand under Desmond's arm and begins to giggle. "Oh...my hero makes promises, promises." Demond: She is clearly interested in your coin for the pleasure of her company.
The Slywink's door barely swings shut behind Desmond before he is approached, "Buy a girl a few drinks." the inviting voice harps.
Astri you pick up enough information that this was an alchemy explosion and it was well planned. Then One person tells you, " Three large 'uns did this. Saw 'em sneak'n 'bout when I was work'n, but they were scary look'n...not quite human, if you know what I mean." there's a pause. "I was darn right scared meself, I stayed in me room and didn't dare to move." She motions up to the boarding house where she's stays.
Seeming all the bling of your gear, you've also gained the attention of the professional entertainer's, who eagerly help to you spend a few extra coins. "A few gold and some wine, will ensure you of a good time."
The bar is rowdy singing the mighty ballad of "Thalios Dondrel's Epic Adventure" "Oh now listen to my jaunty tale,
He traveled the seas in search of tail,
I saw him once fight with-out a sword
He grasped a club and laid twenty dead,
It flopped about and filled me with dread-
There are boots stomping and hips swinging as the merriment continues. There a round faced local woman dancing with two...no three men, her skirt flapping up as her ample buxom entices the spectators.
The serving wench says, "Whenshe's dun wit 'im?"
The wench comes back with rum for the table. "Ya wanna 'ave a quickie?" She runs her hand over Torgue's broad shoulders.
In side Barrett's Barnacle it is rowdy and loud. Several sets of eyes fall on you. There is plenty of steel in the room and various pople offering their favors for a few coppers silver. One wench comes around, 'Wh't'll be." She leans over to show everyone her heavy top. "Two silv'r per quicky out back." She offers.
She glances over at the dragoons, "Most the t'me they're just fine, but ain't know ya...if ya get wh't I mean. So come around again and I'll see t'yer needs." She cringes at Sorrin's comment, "Just come back again...be more than a onetim'r." She leaves it at that and you get the distinct impression not to push this line of questions.
"Ifits girl or boys ye afta or..."in a hushed voice next to the elf's ear,"partying supplies for the body it can be gott'n 'ere."
The grog is actually quite good in quality, even though it is rather cheap. You can understand why this place is so popular - at least for those wanting a cheap drunk. The server asks Adriel and the girls while Sorrin is speaking to Barrett, "Needin' anyth'ng else...as special treats?"
About ten minutes later the serving wench brings a second round of grog and the meal. There is stale bread along with some hard tack both are without weevils, the meat is thick and sizzling with lots of fatty gristle. She casually brushes up on Adriel as she leans over the table serving.
One fo the serving wench lays a friendly hand on Adriel's shoulder when he leaves a silver piece tip for the barkeep. "Stew's fresh and h'rd tact ain't got weevils..six of 'em fer ya?"
"Oh...no you don't, ain't bringin' yer high class stuff t'our corner, ain't gonna happen...honey cakes."
Her hand touches your Dirk's arm, "Scrounge a f'w silv'rs from yer friends." She tries to nuzzle up closer. The smell of cheap perfume, sweat, and smoke linger.
You see mostly rundown shops, trinkets, taverns, whorehouses up the road. The alley is more of side street than a turn alley - to your surprise - there are few girls and couple boys working the alley. There are "rooms" for rent. "C'me lookie...we can pl'y."
"He proved that last night sweetie"
Tracy leads the happy dwarf up to her room for an evening of frolicking.
"Then y'have me for a tumble." She fondles over you some more, sipping on her honeyed wine.
Her fingers scrunch up your hair in a playful manner. "Ain't lookin' f'more than a few hours of y'time and few sparkling coins." She teases. "We can test yer heartiness." She peeks your cheek.
A sultry looking wench rubs up on Karnog, "Hiya mi names, Friendly, care f'r a good time...I could use a good blessin'" She smiles warmly as her long fingers scrunch through the dwarf's messy hair.
A serving wench saunters over to the bar toting a tray of stew and loaves of crusty bread. "Roast is comin'" She slaps Grimm's hand away, 'No freebies.'
"Some dice in the next room if you are interested. Don't think the stakes are that high."
"No news on Orn...rumors that he is dead...but only speculation if you ask me.' she nods. "Lots of new folks around" her eyes dart to a few noticeable guards.
Silas an icewine for down here," She winks, then the grabs the sliding wine. "You look like shyte she says...where's everyone at?" Pausing looking around the bar, "couple new ships come in and we've been working hard."
She shrugs at Truk's question.
She shrugs, "They took him for questioning. Something about helping a slave escape but that doesn't make sense. All the slave are here...nobody is missing." "Alphonse and his two new friends have asked us all questions."
"Been wit Hellknights since yesterday." a tear in her eye.
"Some missin' p'rson happenin' 'bout the time Lucrezia went missin'" The two Hellknights stand up from their table, as the other two can be heald overhead.
When you arrive at the Grotto there are a few noticeable changes, the most obvious is the amount of guards in the place. Alphonse has had guards in the past but his security detail has grown. The club has an early morning crowd that has gathered to relieve some excess steam. When friendly Tracy sees Lucrezia she pales and stutters, "B..b..boss needs to see you." Her eyes shift to corner of the room where two Hellknights are sitting. "two more in your room and the lieutenant's in with the boss."
Lucrezia once the elf walks by Tracy whispers to you. Lucrezia: "She's been looking for Sunny and asked about you. Gentle touch that one has."
"A friendly elf, who's been lookin' for Sunny. She was a fun tumble." grinning with a wink.
Orn replies, "not working...Duncan's getting them some down time out of the mix tonight, Tracy.
She tosses you a few of your scarves, "Gotta run luv, time's money for the boss man." She opens the door and Orn is there leading a few younger workers towards another room. "Someone's got a big appetite tonight Orn."
Tracey is getting dressed when she starts to giggle, That big teddy bear is as loud as an ox" Motioning towards the door, the sound of the floor boards creaking under a set of heavy feet is obvious. She turns and tosses your tunic.
Tracey sultry voices asks. "Are you sure you don't want to play until Lucrezia gets back, I thought she was working tonight." Her warm breath tingles on your flesh.
"Whatcha thinkin' bout luv." the friendly entertain whisper's in the elf's ear.
Tracy warms up a bit to you Fluer as her left hand supports the small of your back, "Well...I guess I could tell you." Her right hand tracing your soft neck, "She was hanging out with Lucrezia another bouncer here and a few of her friends." She ponders for a second, "Come to think of it, haven't seen Lucrezia in day or so either." As she whispers in your left ear, playfully nibbling on your lobe.
Tracey looks a bit hesitant to answer anymore questions.
"That sort of describes an elf that works here as bouncer, 'aven't seen her in a couple days though...lass named Sunny. She was sun-kissed all over that sweet body too." She stops as if she has spoken too much.
"Who you looking for luv?"
The pouting Tracy takes Fluer's hand and leads her out of the common room towards an upstairs room. Once inside the room she asks, "What's all the fuss about elves?'
"Well sweetie for 3 gold pieces we can have fun hour in the sack and some pillow talk." She winks
"Hi luv, buy a girl a drink?" the bubbly girl sits down next to you. "Name's Tracey are you looking for some playtime?" She giggles, "I sooo enjoyed my last elf."
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