<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82056.msg4744565#msg4744565">Quote from: Miroque on 05-06-2011, 18:58:58</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>-Arathea-</strong><br/>She raises her eyes from the food she's wolfing down, when the man mentions an offer <strong>"Sit down sir, and let me hear your offer then? I´m not keen to sit by your stinking fellowmen, no offense there.. but its as I washed and all.. " </strong>she admires the man with her eyes and <br/>cant stop looking at the sword and the muscles of his biceps. "<strong>atleast you didnt call me an whore out in the open.."</strong> she speaks in lower tone, so the man hear's her but silent enought that it dont carry to the ends of the room. Her eyes have that something, when she watches the man, as trying to read him. <em>´Odd man, he seems to know about the Kiss of the Gods...I wonder if he has been kiss'd before...´</em><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>The man hesitated, than sat down.<br/>''A Dhuna in the city"... his words were slightly elongated. "No protectors. No fawning suitors. Not even a rich guy to pay your bills, and for personal guard of Tralls. But then", he leaned forward, "no female Thralls keeping you at his beck and call either. So, I take it you're new around here. What are you looking for, little witch? In this town, I provide people with whatever they want, depending on their imagination... and they pay me or do other things for me, in turn. There are things you can do for me, but let me start with this first. What can I do for you?"<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82056.msg4744735#msg4744735">Quote from: MadPanda on 05-06-2011, 19:47:20</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"That is more or less the job for which they'd be purchased.  I know many a good Arimite wife neglected because her brute of a husband prefers Batreans.  Having a pretty little man for her very own might go a ways to alleviating a certain amount of stress, yes?"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>"Still can't see why she'd want a man like this", the Virago shakes her head. "What fun is it to shag a man that's not your equal or better? Procreating is a duty, but to inflict a weakling upon yourself would take a highly unusual outlook on life! And paying for one is just laughable!"<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82056.msg4761156#msg4761156">Quote from: Leorobin on 09-06-2011, 02:15:55</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Kalaj nods and ponders on what he could show to prove himself, if he had to. He does boasts of physical strenght and valour but either are difficult to prove, at least without causing an uproar. His paw moves breifly to his queu, wondering if having it would prove that he has valour and strenght enough...Being worthy of such recognition amongst the <strong>Danuvians,</strong> that is. He decides toremain silent, not being one to boost about himself if not necessary.<br/><br/>Kalaj lets a low chuckle at the conversation the others are having, being fairly amused by it. He gives some attention to Arathea and the men, only enough to notice the one that seems to be leader is looking at them. He wonders if he should wait longer to go and look for the Sarista girl or if he should act now and let the others know somehow.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Nothing interesting happens as the woman seems to be talking to a man who just sat at her table. He seems to keep his distance, though, and everything you could make of his voice suggests any possible connection between them to be devoid of emotion. He's looking at her intently.<br/><br/>The innkeeper, however, was only too happy to rent them a room. He mentions being more used to rent them to couples, but when Dingo calmly puts his hand on his sword, adds furtively there are some rooms that would be big enough for three, and of course, they would bring an extra bed if they didn't want to share one. Of course, he wasn't implying anything, he assures them, as the Cymrillian's eyes have turned to small pieces of a material unseen in this tradetown near the hot desert sun. Ice.<br/>Dingo remains silent, but his hand leaves the scabbard at least. The room is well-lit, big enough for three, and has a couple places to attach chains.<br/>"Of course, there are no slaves in the Seven Kingdoms", the tavern-keeper explains. "But sometimes, some customers ask for this in three-bed rooms. Never knew why, but it's not my job, either. I only provide them with what they need!"<br/>The room is on the second floor, and the door is from massive wood. It can also be barred from the inside, and has a lock, but he doesn't give you a key, explaining that most customers feel the bars are enough.