The pub was packed. Merchants in town selling their wares and various other things. Many men and few woman chose The Nag's Head to rest their head. Not only was their ale, morning, noon, and night, but the brothel that brought in most of the currency. Plenty of the women serving behind the bar with the head bartender and owner of the establishment, Avangeline Holland. Mostly known as Ava. Though the ebony haired female with the ivory skin was stationed behind the wooden bar. The wooden tables filled here and there with men and women knocking tankards back like it was water as opposed to the mead and ale it was. Stunning women sat behind the bar, serving drinks. A lot of the village people though that the Nag's Head was a dump and a hovel for vagabonds and dirty politicians. Oh how far from the truth that was. Downstairs was the bar and the lounging area. Upstairs were the rooms. Rooms to sleep in and do...well.... other things. This night was lively. Many bought rooms which were a tad more costly that the other inns, for obvious reasons, but you had to have the coin to have your entertainment for the night and should any harm come of the girls, they would have to answer to both Hugo, the massive watchman that held a fee room for his job, and of course Ava herself. Never mind the beautiful figure that was comprised of a voluptuous rack and an hourglass figure. The woman could be deadly should you screw with her pride and joy.<br/><br/>"Hey!! Settle down over there lest you spend the night removing my boot from your ass!!" The men laughed, even with fangs bared their way, but heeded the woman's words as she polished up a tankard that was cleaned. The blood sucking female listened on as people spoke before renting out another room to a n Argonian mercenary who had a taste for tall women. "Helga? Please see Mister Caemish to room twelve and I will see you in the morning." The long legged female with the flaming locks and the tall boots on walked the Argonian up the stairway that lead up to second floor where three halls were lined with doors. Soon, what girls were not taken would retire for the night and the other girls would awaken to pick up in their place. No sleep for this business. Although the night girls were a tad more...exotic.