Sixty gold a month, with weekly payments, the Madam had agreed. To put things into perspective, that much gold would be barely enough to cover the rent of a good-sized apartment in a city, but then again, cities were rather expensive to live in, and Enna did provide her employees with a home, or at least a place to sleep in with good food and protection. On top of that, the workers would get to keep any tips left by their customers.<br/><br/>“Shadow magic?” Enna repeated and raised her thick eyebrows with curiosity. Then she stepped close enough to the pale-blue draenei to hold onto her upper arms, and added, looking up at the tall woman, “You should give me a demonstration tonight. I know people who just<i>love</i>a bit of magic in the bed and I’d like to know what exactly I can tell them to expect. For now—what’d you say your name was again?—feel free to use the spa… over there—” the Madam pointed at the nearby tent in the shade of the jungle tree, “—or explore the bed chambers over<i>there</i>—” the pink and the purple walkers she waved at were positioned on the opposite side of the camp, connected to the spa tent and the cashier’s stand by smooth, wooden walkways that the goblins had just finished setting up, “—or you could join me here if you fancy some company,” Enna concluded and crawled onto the mound of red cushions behind the counter to serve her very first customer, who had somehow appeared out of nowhere without sound. Meanwhile, the naked giant of a draenei made his way towards the nearby tree, which the priestess would’ve been sure to notice.<br/><br/>The customer—a lithe female figure dressed in full, black robes that concealed her face under a deep hood—spoke in whispers while standing by the wooden counter where the Madam began to introduce her to an assortment of lewd sex toys. One could only imagine the blush on the woman’s face, but her embarrassment was quite apparent from the way she kept shifting about. However, the Madam decided to ignore it.<br/><br/>“This is a dragon dildo,” Enna explained with a bright face, and loud enough for anyone nearby to hear, “It’s a perfect replica of a dragonid’s cock—believe me, I’ve seen many myself—but of course,<i>smaller</i>than an actual<i>dragon</i>penis, which I’m sure a woman of your size has no interest in. Here—” she said and squished the fat base of the purplish red shaft with a grip of her thick fingers, “—it’s just as soft as the real deal—” then her fingers slid up towards the tip while the other hand held the dildo steadily on the counter, “—and just as<i>hard</i>all the way here—” the fingers formed a ring under the strawberry shaped crown that had a surprising resemblance with the Madam’s oversized nipples, “—and my favorite part is that it’s<i>so</i>much easier to squeeze into your… err, inner depths, than a regular cock. It’s yours for twenty gold!”<br/><br/>A small, pale hand from inside the loose sleeve picked up the massive dildo that then quickly disappeared into the woman’s satchel, and a pouch of coins was dropped on the counter. The Madam counted twenty gold exactly and before she even had a chance to thank the customer, the woman was already hurrying towards the exit without a word.<br/><br/>Enna grinned after her and then explained at Alcyone, whether she was still paying attention or not, “Another Alliance soldier made happier than she’ll dare to admit. They always come<i>incognito</i>, and they always pay the full price. And for some reason, they all seem to want the same item… Hmm.”<br/><br/>The ancient jungle tree by the pink and purple spa tent was nothing special in comparison to the rest of the trees of Stranglethorn—in fact, it was much younger, only thousands of years of age—but with no other trees nearby, it was the single largest object of interest within miles. The dark-brown trunk was almost as thick as any of the four mechano-walkers, but dozens of feet high, so that even the lowest of its branches were far out of reach of anyone. Its roots, however, formed irregular arches above the dirt like tentacles so that the large hole where the caravan had entered the jungle was covered from every angle, and furthermore, shrouded by the thick undergrowth of grass, vines, and enormous leaves. The bark was absolutely unscratched, and if one were to attempt the removal of even a single piece of it, the effort would soon prove itself rather pointless.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>