<i>Dvergar</i><br/><br/>It had been quite some time since those bleak meagre creatures from the deep dwellings of the earth had made an appearance in her establishment. But she didn't mind them, at least her ale would be sold now, and she was the only one in Hunth crazy enough to have the dark brew of the mountaineers. She looked over the lithe and dark form of her bouncer as she swiftly moved back to the main area of the tavern. Winnie, however, turned to her right and followed a small hallway that ended out behind the big curtains on the rounded floor of the basement like bedding area. The curtains served to hide the platform for her acts, as many of her girls danced and stripped to entice the customers into buying a night with them.<br/><br/>W'ineton adjusted her dress, and made sure her ample breasts were put on a nice display, showing a dazzling cleavage to whomever was sitting in the tavern before she opened the curtains and announced herself to the bar. Her bright blue eyes twinkled dangerously bright, and the sudden dim on the music was enough for her to draw the attention from her customers.<br/><br/><b>''Ahum. Welcome, welcome in Mystique! I welcome my dismal-dreaming foot-lickers, my den of dankish claybrains who are always pissed as newts. I see there is a new collection of sons of whores who never seize to stop spending their lives in my inn. Every strange bugger, every filthy dog-hearted clot-pole who fly through my doors, I welcome you all, so long as the money spend is yours!''</b><br/><br/><a class="externalLink" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yef_zvyt8_w" target="_blank">Music that starts playing</a><br/><br/>A smile brighter then anything anyone would ever see on the ever so sour looking features of the businesswoman was spreading over her lips. She waited for the reaction to her swearing greeting, the warmest welcome anyone ever got every night. At the same time, a row of three girls on each side of her started dancing onto the stage, appearing from behind the curtains. It was a colourful bunch, hardly dressed in anything then a burlesque dress, too short in front to cover anything important, and long enough to make the frilly fabrics sway with the movements of the girls. Most of them appeared human, though the colourful Vulpari and a red-fox like sister of hers were the last two in the two rows of dancing girls. Their breasts were bare, apart from the heart-shaped tassels pasted on their juggling nipples, drawing the eye to the glittering colourful strands that flew up in the air.<br/><br/><b>''Enjoy this display of debauchery, as it is presented for free. But mind you, touching will cost you more then you can pay, I'll make sure of that! Now, let the night commence and celebrate the cold winds sweeping over Hunth, as we heat up the place with our fawning frothing in the dark!''</b><br/><br/>Winnie finished her speech and winked at the obviously blushing vulpari-guest who seemed to be accompanied by a creature even W'ineton had never seen. A curiosity she was eager to find out, but decided to wait until the girl was more at ease. she had heard earlier down in the kitchen, that the giant and one of her regulars had been taking a keen interest in them already. No need to overwhelm the poor girl, as she was obviously not at ease in a place like this. Instead she strode with a certain grace only a woman with a selfesteem like hers could, and was served immediately with her most favoured honey liquor. It was there that she leaned with one arm on the bar to overlook her tavern and whistled with a eerily voice of her people on the rhythm of the music.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>