<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Neferi was slightly relieved when ponytail settled for a platonic massage. "I'm not complaining but... you do know what sort of 'massage parlor' this is, right?" she had to ask out of curiosity, cats be damned.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>He nodded as he paid. "I guess...I'm just...it's too much right now...I don't think I'm ready."<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I'm back," she yawned. "Are you al-" she cut herself short, frowning at the ridiculousness of the question she had been about ot ask. Of course things weren't alright; they were still trapped here. "How did it go? Did anyone... was anyone too rough?"<br/><br/>She read the letter together with Munira, "Lunch with Lista and the others sounds good, I don't see why not."  She had been idealistic and naive with Lady Awan earlier, but now that reality was staring her in the face, at this rate she wasn't going anywhere with her debt. There had to be a way to earn more gold, and the more experienced girls might just know how.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Munira gave Neferi a hug. "Thank you for your concern, sis," she said. "No, nobody was rough or mean or anything like that. It was...weird, I'll say."<br/><br/>When the conversation came around to the letter, she nodded. "It may seem odd, but while we're here I'd at least like to make some friends."<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><strong>The Next Morning</strong></span></span></div><br/>Getting up the brothel was more or less empty of clients. Most of the prostitutes were just waking up, except the elves who were up bright and early 4 hours ago. Breakfast was served in a mess hall in back.<br/><br/>"And as the new day greets us let us partake of Golarion's bounty," a red-haired woman said. "And without further ado, let's eat up!"<br/><br/>(https://i.imgur.com/0mGpFDa.jpg?1)<br/><br/>"I hope you enjoy my meals, I can custom-order for any particular traits!" she said.<br/><br/>"That's Utana," Rosbul said. "Cleric and cook of Cayden Cailean. She can make a king's meal out of a laborer's pantry."<br/><br/>"Oooh, new girls!" Utana said as she reached Neferi's and Munira's spot. "I have fruit and muffins for breakfast," she said, putting down plates of oranges and blueberry muffins. "Unless you have any allergies I should know about."<br/><br/>"No, I'm fine, thank you," Munira said as she peeled the orange. "Do you cook mutton, by any chance?"<br/><br/>"That Avistan meat? Sorry, too expensive for Katapesh. Or at least, for our wages."<br/><br/>Sorry after breakfast finished, it was time to get to work. Opening the windows and turning around the double-sided sign to indicate that business is open, the first batch of clients shortly came through the front doors.<br/><br/>Lo and behold, her first client was the talkative man from yesterday! And he sported a bowl in his hands with a small goldfish swimming about inside. Looks like he really did take up her 'animal whisperer' hint!<br/><br/>The goldfish in question was rather dim, frequently forgetting things Neferi said a mere minute ago, but able to perform simple tricks and commands.<br/><br/>"That's amazing!" the man said. "I think I figured you out now."<br/><br/>There was a tone of confidence in his voice. "You're a druid!"<br/><br/>In spite of all that, he still wanted a handjob, but he gave her a tip at the end for showing off her innate abilities.<em>(add 4 silver pieces to the total)</em><br/><br/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><strong> Hot Beverages, Cold Dessert: Lunch with the Catgirl Trio</strong></span></span></div><br/>The letter was true: the coffee and the ice cream were delicious, the latter in particular coming in all sorts of multi-colored flavors: dark chocolate, green lime, orange tango, and cherries with juices running down vanilla ripples in streams of red.<br/><br/>Serndi, Lista, and Rosbul gladly talked about all manner of minor things.<br/><br/>The weather: "it's getting rather chilly, or is it just me?" Serndi asked.<br/><br/>The planned construction project of a Chelish opera house: "imperial money filling the right coffers," Rosbul intoned. "But hey, as long as it's good it may be fun to go to!"<br/><br/>And of course about the marid.<br/><br/>"So, what do you two like to do for fun?" Lista asked.<br/><br/>"Well..." Munira said. "I'm quite fond of athletic stuff. Back in the...in our hometown, I used to climb up walls around the city streets and jump between roofs, sometimes challenging similarly-inclined friends."<br/><br/>She smiled a bit. "Of course, I haven't done it in a while, on account of Mother freaking out one time when I fell and hurt my knee. She pretty much forbid it, and since then I focused on other venues, like cards and backgammon."<br/><br/>Serndi's eyes lit up. "Cards you say? Want to play a hand?"<br/><br/>Munira nodded. "You in, Neferi?"<br/><br/>The game was poker, a recently-developed one from the nation of Galt. It heavily involved deception and probability, the name of the game to try and get as good a combination as possible while tricking opponents into folding (if you had a bad hand) or raising (if you had a good one).<br/><br/><em>Roll a DC 18 Bluff and DC 20 Sense Motive check. Both results determine your relative skill at cards. If Neferi gets 30 or higher in one, or 20 in both, she's the last woman standing in poker.</em><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Win Poker</div><div class="spoiler_body">"Wow, that's a really good hand!" Munira said.<br/><br/>"You seem to have a knack for it," Rosbul said. "Sometimes at the parlor we play strip poker with clients. It's extra time, but we get more tips from it in the form of bettings. You might make a fine card shark!"</div></div><br/>During the game the topic of money and experience came up, raised by Munira.<br/><br/>"I suppose we can show you the ropes," Rosbul said.<br/><br/>The ladies' advice was rather detailed, yet oddly practical.<br/><br/><strong>Rule 1: </strong>"If a client thinks he's falling in love, he's not," Lista said. "Sex can make a man overlook many things. Don't lead him along, even if you think it will net you more money; it's easier to cut ties instead of risking broken hearts and angered feelings. And if you do think he's the right one, visit his family and his house first before thinking of wedding plans: the guy you see at the parlor is not the guy you see at home."<br/><br/><strong>Rule 2:</strong>"Don't be afraid to establish some 'regulars,'" Serndi said. "It may seem contradictory to Rule 1, but people who at least know you well will treat you better and be more likely to tip than total strangers. That, and if you know what turns them on better, they're more likely to get satisfied and tip you!"<br/><br/><strong>Rule 3:</strong>"You can tell when a man's about to cum when the testicles get closer to the body," Rosbul began, "and there's sudden tension and heavier breathing. This isn't true for all men, and some differ, but these are common signs, so you'll know when to get the tissues ready, or to swallow."<br/><br/>"Of course, if they tell you that they're about to cum, that's a sign too," Serndi added.<br/><br/><strong>Rule 4:</strong>"Make small talk with the client if they want to, or spare a few moments with some pillow talk after they finish," Lista said. "Some of the men have things they're unwilling to share with others, and need a nonjudgmental ear, or someone to brag to. A lot of guys are eager to impress women in one way or another, and you can learn a lot of useful information that way."<br/><br/>Her voice became a low whisper. "And if you happen to hear anything<em>juicy,</em>consider passing it to Lady Awan. If it's useful, she'll give you a nice finder's fee!"<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><strong>The Big Job</strong></span></span></div><br/>After a satisfying lunch, Neferi saw one of the elves posting up flyers on a bulletin board.<br/><br/>They were various openings for the working girls, usually a rich client with "specific needs" or requests for entertainment at private parties. Many of them had very high fees. 50...100...even 200 gold pieces!<br/><br/>"Got your eye?" Serndi asked when passing. "Forget it, you and Munira are too new right now; you haven't even learned about blowjobs yet! Maybe once your training's done, you should consider it. But it's rather much for new girls right now."<br/><br/>Still, one entry caught her eye.<br/><br/><em>"Need at least 2 exotic and experienced women to attend a social function at the Pathfinder Lodge. Starts at 8 PM, must be willing to stay the night. Good social skills and knowledge of politics and courtly manners a must. Expect there to be heavy drinking, no teetotalers.<br/><br/>If interested, inquire further at the Lion Hotel on 32nd Street in the Inner City within the next five days. Birth control is complementary.<br/><br/><strong>Will pay 200 gold pieces total for a satisfactory performance.</strong><br/><br/>Signed,<br/>Haruka and Miyako Nemoto</em><br/><br/>An elf-lady giggled. "Expecting courtly manners from prostitutes? An odd thing to post here!"<br/><br/>Regardless, Neferi had time to think it over, what her decision will be and when. At least the clients are women she knows...<br/><br/><em>Roll a Perform/Profession check to represent the results of today's earnings, but with a one-time +5 bonus from the catgirls' teachings. DC and gold results are still the same, but don't forget the 4 silver!</em>