<div align="center"><strong>-= NPC Interactions - Eavesdown Docks, Persephone =-</strong></div><br/>It had been a long and arduous day already and it was only half done. The sweaty, overweight dock foreman was on his lunch break and was in a dire mood. He was in need of some good, fun, female company to take his mind off of his mundane, dead-end job and the recent patch of missed shipping quotas that had plagued his docking pier. His boss was breathing down his neck to get back on track or find a new line of work. Stress levels were high for him right now and to be frank, he couldn't even think of food right now. He was stressed and horny and needed a release, and so it was that he found himself walking down the same dock he visited a few times a week to hire one of the doxies to help him relieve his tensions and forget his woes for a spell.<br/><br/>He reached up and raked the long, stringy remnants for his thinning hair over his balding scalp as he drew near. He'd paid both of the girls here before, the dark-haired and the strawberry blonde, and pondered who he would choose today when he noticed a new one. She didn't look like much in those dirty overalls and wearing only socks on her feet. Her face was dirty and her hair seemed a mess, but.... he was in the mood for something new and the thought of unwrapping his present, if you will, was enough to draw him towards the small woman leaning against the crate.<br/><br/>"Oi! You there. Don't think I've seen you about before. I'd think I'd like to see what you're hiding under there. How much for a good grapple?" He quipped as he shoved his hand into the front pocket of his coveralls that looked surprisingly similar to the ones she wore.