Ratchet, a city built on Kalimdor’s central eastern coast, was a city run by goblins, and it showed it. Its streets, sprawling in every direction, and the architecture of the city possesd no consistency or common vision. It was a city of entertainment and trade, where anything that anyone would ever want to buy — and plenty of things that no one ever wants to buy — is always on sale. Casinos, playhouses, brothels, fine restaurants, taverns, tearooms, gladiatorial arenas… Ratchet had it all!<br/><br/>The Goblins of the city welcomed anyone with gold or items of value and a willingness to trade them for their wares and services. Merchants thronged the marketplaces each day, selling everything from silks to slaves, and even at night the stores lining the twisting streets and alleys remain open for business.<br/><br/>The Silken Vice was a popular tavern for travelers with earthier tastes; not only an inn and bar, but a brothel with staff of many races. For those with exotic tastes, orcs, draenei and even a naga or two. Those more down to earth had humans and elves and dwarves. For those who liked fur, panderen and tauren and worgen too...<br/><br/>You get the idea, I'm sure.<br/><br/>Kaelda Lighthoof was one of the staff at The Silken Vice. A tauren of pale colouration, she dressed<i>light</i>, in only a pair of shorts. She was bringing drinks around to guests, listening in on conversations cheekily, while watching her colleges serving clients more intimately. She had to admit, she was jealous.<br/><br/>But the night was young, and there were plenty of chances for a good fuck. For herself, and everyone else!<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>