The Erinyes licks her lips before speaking.<br/><br/>"Very well, the three depths are, of course, gluttony, sexualising basic tasks such as eating, and taking pleasure in the bloodshed of others. Fighters tend to apply to work here, though sometimes advertisements are posted to adventurer guilds and training halls, so that people can inquire, and the most promising can be hired for very decent rates, I hear.<br/><br/>As for platters, they do a little scoping, but again, people can go and ask for a job directly. I'm proud to have it known that I was approached by the management and offered the job. Pay varies based on how much they price you at, but I earn a platinum every night that I simply show up, then one gold per meal - so it's worth my while just being here, and if I feed two people, they already make a profit."<br/><br/>She wiggles just a little, enticing Alaedra to enjoy the hot, tender, delicious meal.<br/><br/>Down in the arena, the Undertaken manages to grab Kreed by the throat, choking him and forcing him to his knees, all the while seeming to drain the very lifeforce from him. Kreed goes a little pale, and just when it looks like the fight might be over, squints, blasting Baker in the face with two thin beams of flame, which set him afire and force him to let go. Kreed slowly stands, massaging his throat, and backs off...