He did not like the goblin town of Booty Bay he decided.<br/><br/>Ya'lejo slipped through the busy crowds, something just as difficult as swimming against a wave or avoiding catching your feet on a branch or Stranglethorn plant in this jungle, it was less fatal at least... the worst that could happen being someone taking a few coins from your possession, much better then being paralyzed and eaten by a cropping of grass...<br/><br/>There was little freedom and too little space, hundreds upon hundreds of people marching in all directions.  People talked of business as they walked, in houses and stores and especially in the alleyways, not that there was much reason to hide in them with how the town treated all deals.<br/><br/>If there's money involved? it'd be allowed.<br/>No, the alleys were popular for they were less crowded and gave one the chance to actually hear another. He later learned that even then, they weren't that much less crowded compared to the mainstreets when he ducked into one to give himself a bit of a breather from the masses.<br/><br/>Harlots, whores and their clientele infested this particular one.<br/><br/>It was quite jarring to stumble into a scene where he could see dozens of people, of many belonging to races he knew and a few he knew not going at it, trading coin and moaning in pleasure as they intertwined in acts of pleasure, bizarre and standard.<br/><br/>Nothing was surprising about this existing in Booty Bay of course, but to know of something and witness it could be things of different beasts...<br/><br/>Mulling over his thoughts in his head, it was only he felt the breeze on his crotch that he returned his attention to the world around him.<br/><br/>An elf-woman was down near him and was holding up his loincloth to reveal his penis, a predatory smile met his bemused expression.<br/><br/>With a giggle not so innocent she dropped upon her knees and inched closer. He could feel her breath... and soon more as her tongue slipped out of her lips to lick, taste and caress the troll's manhood before suddenly withdrawing.<br/><br/><br/>"A gold an hour love, extra for anything strange..." She purrs, her eyes look at those of Ya'lejo and he finds himself swelling with rage.<br/><br/>She thought him a potential customer and lept forth with a freebie, a taste of what she could offer to both advertise and ensnare.<br/>Made erect and teased like this, how could anyone resist?<br/><br/>In the end his rage won out and he shoved away the prostitute, returning her surprise and bitter glare born of being scorned with snorts.<br/><br/>Her last tactic was to wave her uncovered bottom, spreading her legs and wiggling lewdly to try and get the troll to change his mind and spend some coin.<br/><br/>He simply walked away.<br/><br/><br/>Like all of his kind he had a hate sublime and unique for elves, perhaps one might make a good lay... but to be assumed that he'd take a fancy to one enough that he'd give them the pleasure of being paid for?<br/><br/>He stomped back into the crowd and made his way to a tavern with violent steps and swings to clear the path, perhaps a drink'd cool his temper down?<br/><br/><br/>He did not like Booty Bay.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>