<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/c0/85/a6/c085a6818614467e4e2a1f5d5b03105e.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Ottava Harp (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=282404.0)<br/><strong> Alias</strong>Lyric<br/><strong> Location</strong>Main room<br/><strong>Time</strong>Evening, Day 3<br/><strong>Wearing</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">fan dance</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSTVcvZytQEWJL135uTrOwwO67sRzSkVVPjbpOu1vmmZQnroZnA)</div></div><br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Tyger<br/><hr/><br/><strong> “This is a very interesting place you have here. I've never seen any thing quite like it.”</strong>Lyric smiled and replied "Thank you, we here at The Brothel pride ourselves on offering a more<em>unique</em>experience for our patrons, upon such note what can I tempt you with? A jump down the rabbit hole perhaps? Or a dive under into Lady's embrace? Or perhaps dear patron your tastes are more golden?!" Lyric reached out to stroke the males arm.<br/><br/>His muscles were firm under her hand and the prophetess couldn't help squeezing them a little. "My...my!" She exclaimed happily yes Lyric desired this patron greatly and her gaze was lustful as she looked up from his arm and said "Where are my manners, I am known as Lyric and am the owner of this fair establishment."<br/>