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<div class="SpoilerTarget bbCodeSpoilerText"><b><div style="text-align: center">♣ ▬ Dramatis Personae ▬ ♣<br/>
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<b>Baron Carl Diethelm Van Schwartzhand the Second</b><br/>
”As spooky as he is indiscernible, the Baron rules all of Bruutheim under his iron fist. Towering above others – if not in height then in sheer dominant presence – this elderly man is hard to figure out and even harder to predict. He has found particular interest in Tamaska, for reasons as of yet unknown. But for whatever reason, it's quite clear this top-hatted ”gentleman” shouldn't be trifled with.”<br/>
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<b>Emberspike</b><br/>
”First and leading man of the gruesome twosome in the Barons employ, this sly imp has taken the guise as a long-nosed goblin with a curious sense for fashion. Formally bound to the Baron, Emberspike is considered an effective muscle and remains surprisingly privy to the many secrets his warlock master holds. Having a fondness for cigars, booze and women, Tamaska and her demeanour is right up his alley.”<br/>
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<b>Bahiyya</b><br/>
”As a succubus disguised as a blood elf, Bahiyya isn't lacking in the temptation department. With her fierce red hair and her sultry physique, this despicable demoness revels in the fact that she has found a new girl-toy in Tamaska. While a close confidante to the Baron, she's ultimately subservient to Emberspike, though it can be hard to see.”<br/>
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<b>The Shepard</b><br/>
”Castle custodian, advisor and wild-card – The Shepard as he's simply known is second only to Emberspike and Bahiyya in terms of proximity to the Baron. Often, he's given the charge of overseeing political affairs in the Bruutheim Kingdom. The Shepard has as well as the baron found a curious interest in Tamaska.<br/>
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<b>Kumar the Dragonkin</b><br/>
”The unwillingly appointed fairy-dragon ally of Tamaska, Kumar is a talking and flying encyclopedia of Bruutheim knowledge – that is, if an encyclopedia came with a snarky tongue and a cynical world view. Hard to love and impossible to shut up, Kumar has only so far proven to be a test – but what passive defiance does he harbour for the Baron?”<br/>
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<b>The Admiral</b><br/>
”One of the finest nautical minds of contemporary Azeroth, what the Admiral lacks in emotional communication he makes up in impeccable and dependable professionalism. A man not easily phased by mortal concerns, the Admiral has been given the ultimate honour of commandeering the Catharsis under the watchful eye of the Baron.”<br/>
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<b>First Mate Dalton</b><br/>
”You could accuse this man of holding expertise in the rarely recognized art-form of arse-kissing, First Mate Dalton is a plump, short excuse of a man serving as the Admirals right hand (much to said Admirals chagrin) – the only redeeming factor to this man might be his sense of administration, which is cited as a reason – the only reason – he still serves under the Baron. Despises Tamaska mostly because he cannot own her.”<br/>
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<b>Seaman James Echgrey O'Barney</b><br/>
”One of many colourful Bruuts, Jimbob O'Barney could – and often is – mistaken for a particularly lively Forsaken due to his bony physique. Serving on the Barons mighty airship, one'd easily write him off as but another servant in the Barons charge – but don't be fooled: This elderly scarecrow is much more resourceful than his dilapidated exterior lets on!”<br/>
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<b>Sterre, ”Star of the North”</b><br/>
”A warm soul enclosed in a narcissist shell, the blood elf concubine Sterre has a pathological transfixtion towards looking her best in every scenario. However, her narcissism thankfully extends to those around her, demanding and sometimes imposing that they remain at their peak at all times, be that visually or mentally – she will go to great lengths to ensure the mutual proliferation of all around her.”<br/>
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<b>Ife, ”The Exotic”</b><br/>
”Ife is on the surface a lovable and warm-blooded simpleton – but make no mistake; under the almost ditzy outwards behaviour lies a wise womans perceptive glance. She instantly took an immediate liking to Tamaska, a sympathy tinged with subtle hints of pity for her situation.”<br/>
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<b>Aonghus the Saint, St. Aonghus of Eisenkliff</b><br/>
”Curator of the Carnival, Aonghus is a glorified master of the baths. Charged with preparing the concubines and cicesbos for their clients, this kal'dorei has a sharp eye for presentation, manipulation and social etiquette. He puts extra attention onto Tamaska due to her unique role in relation to the Baron and his plans.”<br/>
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<b>Castle Eisenkliff</b><br/>
”The Barons fortress, home and political centre – Castle Eisenkliff exemplifies the riches of Bruutheim, towering towards the skies without apology. Home to hundreds of servants and thousands of soldiers, overlooking a massive amounts of factories, workshops and laboratories, this bastion underlines the Barons dominance.”<br/>
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<b>The Catharsis</b><br/>
”The Barons' flying fortress – the sky-jewel of Bruutheim; The Catharsis remains one of the most potent weapons in the Barons arsenal that the public knows about; this airship puts even the flying behemoths of the Alliance and the Hordes to shame, having been under construction for the last fifteen years. The Catharsis is the largest airship in the small armada that the Baron controls, but its stopping power is unmatched by any recent machines on Azeroth.”<br/>
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<b>The Carnival</b><br/>
”The home of Tamaska and the lair of the fabled courtesans and companions of Castle Eisenkliff, the Carnival is a cage that'd put envy into the hearts of any noble. It acts as a small, almost autonomous society within the walls of the castle, providing a much needed breathing space for these sexual servitors. This wing of the castle has been equipped with everything the risqué socialite needs: a kitchen to serve healthy foods, an auditorium and library for learning and a very extensive bathing hall for preparations before meeting clients.”</div>
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▬▬▬​</div><br/>As the sullied, blue skinned trolless finally found her personal rapture enveloped in the warm embrace of the scented bathwater, her lizard companion took flight. A small stone protrusion from one of the sandstone pillars served as an excellent vantage point, well within conversation reach.<br/><br/>Sterre uncoiled her particular brand of haughty chuckles and shimmied out of her own constricting garments, revealing in full the silk-smooth skin of hers; this more than anything underlined her particular “style” as that nigh-unattainable fragile beauty – naturally cared for with obsessive attention to detail.<br/>As Sterre sunk her legs into the water, Tamaska noticed that even the small, delicate tuft of hair situated above her otherwise shaved sex seemed present by very careful design. One might wonder just how time was disbursed toward her chase for glamour.<br/><br/>Ife was already soaped in, covered in large foamy blobs mostly around her hair. She wasn't in any way as refined as her blood elf counter-part, the almost goofy smile of hers giving the impression she could break out into singing at any time, were it not for the presence of the other three.<br/><br/><b><span style="color: purple">“I hrave hreard dat her ladyzhip-..”</span></b>Ife enthusiastically spat out, presumably referring to Bahiyya in this case:<br/><br/><b><span style="color: purple">“...could keep a lover occupied for three dayz vithout either needingk zleep or food! I even heard dat the client, almozt at the verge of collapze the firzt time, almozt vent crazy for her aftervardz, and zhe zimply bruzhed him off!”</span></b><br/><br/>Despite the grizzly story, Ife glared almost childishly at Tamaska with unbridled curiosity as she passed her – the large draenei sided with Tamaska and flung her ass in the air as she reached across the basin edge to fetch a wooden bottle of soap standing within arms reach on “dry land”.<br/><br/><b><span style="color: purple">“Tell me, Tamazka – vhat iz zhe like?”</span></b>she inquired with a conspiratorial bite of her underlip as she turned fully to face the troll, her mighty bosom like two bloody moons orbiting above Tamaska.<br/><br/>Sterre interjected as she slipped up to the other side of Tamaska, apparently not paying much attention to the possible invasion of personal space:<br/><br/><b>[COLOR=dark_green]“Ife has been absolutely enamoured by her Ladyship ever since she entered service..”[/COLOR]</b><br/><br/>The black-skinned draenei poured a thick faintly rose-coloured liquid into her hands from within the wooden bottle, chattering away merrily:<br/><br/><b><span style="color: purple">“It iz zomething about her -rawnezz-. You knov you vill get burned eventually, but itz like you almozt velcome the idea. Zhe iz zo.. zo....”</span></b><br/><br/>The draenei lost words for a moment before almost growling the last word out:<br/><br/><b><span style="color: purple">“..-unreztrained-..”</span></b><br/><br/>For a moment, her eyes seemed distant, the bite into her underlip detailing where her mind was spelled away to; snapping spontaneously back into the now, Ife concentrated on Tamaska with renewed personal interest, inquiring sprightly:<br/><br/><b><span style="color: purple">“Nov, need help cleaningk up?”</span></b>the draenei was already grinding her larger hands expectantly – the look she gave her carried a certain promiscuous intent, but where Bahiyya presented this in the guise of sinister enjoyment, Ife asked with her smile, mighty and hopeful more than lewd and demanding.<br/>The quartet of characters attracted idle attention from passer bys: for the most part it was the male populace slinking to and from their baths, but stray glances from women found their way as well. If Tamaska took time to inspect the other people, she noticed that the concept of sexuality was broadly represented. Men and women mingled equally with each-other, across both familiarity as well as genders – it was if noone found anything out of place seeing two men or two women entertain themselves; especially the fact that men were allowed such freedoms was unprecedented, particularly in comparison to the general Horde mentality.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>