<strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Shamlen ((weeks prior))</span></strong><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2014/292/a/8/lyari_by_jennyverse-d83i3u5.jpg)</div>She could feel his shudder and knew her practiced tactic had succeeded.  Lyari wanted more than just their love and a stake in the Tavern to keep Shamlen around.  She'd worked her magic on countless customers in the hopes that meeting her man again would bear fruit in that regard.  And her rosy cheeks were a testament to how much she enjoyed hearing him gasp.  The half elf moaned over him, then pulled her face back almost to the tip of Shamlen's length.  She quickly slid down again, taking him into her throat and holding him there for a few seconds.  The motion continued a few times, just until he was almost used to it.  Lyari changed up maneuvers before he could acclimate himself to it.  She held him all the way in and started to purr, sending waves of vibration throughout his entire erection.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Jiroph</span></strong><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2014/316/5/b/erica_by_jennyverse-d865odm.jpg)</div>Erica nodded and smiled.  "Yes, sir. We offer all the amenities of a royal bedchamber!"  She took his empty mug as well as any other dirty dishes and turned towards the bar.  After disposing the items, she smiled and walked by him again.  "Please enjoy yourself and don't hesitate to ask for anything else I can offer!"  With that, she set about cleaning up other tables, since there were currently no other customers not being seen to.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Adon, Fimbulvitr</span></strong><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2014/320/3/9/kira_by_jennyverse-d86p93e.jpg)</div>Kira grinned and made a note to have one of the waitresses prepared for his attentions.  She was about to comment when her previous client stepped over to interrupt her.  The girl couldn't help a brief scowl at him.  It wasn't that he was unwelcome or a nuisance, but that his presence would surely force her into another sexual tizzy.  She made a point to take a step away from him and avoid physical contact as he sat and talked with her new customer.  The girl nodded and turned without a word to get his request from the bar.  After setting the drink on the table, the orc made her way back again without being too terribly noticed.  The men were still content with their orders for the time being, so she knew she had a moment before they asked for her again.<br/><br/>The greenskin stepped up to Lyari, tapping her on the shoulder.  Despite her position atop the lizardman, Kira cleared her throat and made a request.  "Boss lady. Can I see you in the back? It's urgent."  She turned and stepped away without a reply.  Kira had never been one to be ashamed by what another employee was doing when she needed them.  It was typical for her to go about her duties no matter what hole was being taken by the person.  She also knew that Lyari always made time for her girls and guys, and would drop everything if something were wrong.<br/><br/><hr/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Blade</span></strong><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2014/292/a/8/lyari_by_jennyverse-d83i3u5.jpg)(http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2014/349/e/5/hollydaye_by_jennyverse-d89xf8d.jpg)</div>Just as her nerves had calmed from Chariss' scream, they began to jump again at Kira's words.  She'd never known the big, burly orc to require anything so suddenly.  Apparently it was a serious matter if she were coming to her like this.  With a stroke across Blade's jawline, the girl smiled and slid from his lap.  "I'm sorry, love. One of my girls needs me. You understand. I'll be back, I promise."  She turned and stepped into the back room and kitchen resolutely.<br/><br/>As unseen as wind was, a particularly mischievous chill of it worked its way through a crack in the front door.  Those nearby would only feel a slight cool draft as it passed unseen.  Near Blade's ear, a tiny sound was made, like the hiss of someone trying to get his attention.  The mystical air blew up the stairs and into a vacant room before it materialized into the form of a scantily-clad elf.  Her eyes were as polished silver, hair the color of snow.  Atop her head sat a red night cap matching the skimpy one-piece glove of a garment.  The clothing was edged in white, soft fur with sparkles of silver.  The girl leaned from the door to look into the Tavern just enough to catch Blade's eye.  She beckoned him with a finger silently, hoping he would take the bait.