<em>(First post moved here)</em><br/><br/><strong>BOOK ONE: THE BRINEWALL LEGACY</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/X69WVWO.jpg)(http://i1300.photobucket.com/albums/ag94/Autocad-E/050d21b7bd51971f939d6f013fac0a70_zpspvn9pdur.png)(https://i.imgur.com/3JbF77K.jpg)(https://i.imgur.com/5JsxB1Q.jpg)<br/>Left to right: Ameiko, Baihu, Sandra, Shalelu</div>Our tale begins in Magnimar, the City of Monuments, and also the city of new beginnings and opportunities on the Varisian coast. At least, it was hoped to be by the Tien immigrants who left home to settle and found new lives there. Clustering around the crossroads between Dragon Street and Blower's Alley, that part of the city soon became known as "Tientown". Blowers' Alley got its name from two sources - some of the earliest Tien immigrants to Magnimar were professional glassblowers who mixed the sand of the Varisian coast and Tian techniques to create unique glassware. Others, lacking the specialized expertise required to carve out a niche of their own in the city's economy, were forced to turn to the oldest profession. But there were already enough, some would say too many, workers willing to spread their lower lips for mere coppers - so an entrepreneurial madam realized that her girls could part their upper lips instead, and charge silvers while they were at it. Thus Blower's Alley came to be.<br/><br/>Chu Yazhu was one among many arrivals who left home to seek their fortune in the big city. Although no doubt starry-eyed and realistic at first, the harsh realities of life soon faced her. Unless she wanted to be homeless and starving, she would have to get a job in Blower's Alley, and not the glass kind...<br/><br/>It was in her moment of need that Yazhu was saved by the kind graces of one Ameiko Kaijitsu. A retired catfolk bard, she had used her share of the loot to buy a small massage parlour in Blower's Alley, the Purple Dragon. In need of young strong hands to service the clientele, she had hired Yazhu and several others as masseuses - Baihu, a kitsune rogue with a mysterious past; Sandra, a human cleric with ambitions of becoming a caravan owner; and Shalelu, a tiefling ranger and former adventuring partner of Ameiko's. It was a small, tight-knit outfit. At first the work was platonic and clean... and then Ameiko discovered that they could earn a lot more if they happened to massage certain parts of the customer's anatomy until they reached a happy ending. The Purple Dragon got a new reputation and finally lived up to its location, and Yazhu had to offer this new service too, if she wanted to stay gainfully employed.<br/><br/>The working day began like any other, in the afternoon - the Purple Dragon tended to open and close late. Clients came in and were led off to private rooms by the girls for their massages. Yazhu's customer was probably a mercenary, from the well-worn leather armor he wore and the sword he carried - they could make a living as hired guards for merchant caravans. In any case, it didn't matter who the client was, as long as they paid up and followed the rules, they received their massage - and he had put down enough coin for a happy ending too!<br/><br/><hr/><br/><em>OOC: Time for Yazhu to earn her coins! Also make a Profession check to see how well she does.</em><br/><br/><hr/><br/>"You sound like you're new to this," the mercenary observed, making small talk as he stripped off his armor and then his clothes. The man's skin was tough and calloused, and bore its share of scars, including some rather fresh looking burn marks that had just been recently closed with healing magic. Yazhu's coy new girl act still worked, it put clients in a better mood and made them more generous if they thought they were with a near-virgin rather than a used-up whore. As she prepared the incense and oil, she noticed that supplies were running low and they would need to restock soon...<br/><br/>"Whew," he whistled, getting a stiffy at the sight of Yazhu in naught but thighhighs that only emphasized her long slender legs. That said, the first part of the massage was mostly non-sexual, with the man lying on his front and unable to see much more. Though, he did seem to appreciate the way her breasts rubbed against his back without any pesky fabric getting in the way. As Yazhu worked out the knots in his muscles, he made small talk to break the silence.<br/><br/>"Them goblins have been getting too aggressive lately. They've always been a pain the arse, but a show of force and a few arrows used to be enough to send them scampering back to their holes. Well, not anymore... caravan I was in got ambushed on the Lost Coast Road passing by Brinestump Marsh. Them goblins got their dirty hands on a bunch of fireworks somehow, and shot them all over the place. Spooked the horses so bad we lost one of the carts. It was carrying a whole load of oils from Tian Xia, worth a pretty penny too."<br/><br/>The back massage finished, he rolled over onto his back, his erection still strong and pointing straight up. "Oh yeah, work it baby," he encouraged her handjob, a wide smile on his face as he feasted his eyes on her full yet youthfully perky tits. When Yazhu started giving him paizuri with those heavenly orbs, he couldn't last long. "Oh shi-" And then he was shooting his happy ending all over her bosom!<br/><br/><em>OOC: Yazhu can ask further questions if she wants, no checks required.</em><br/><br/><hr/><br/>After the mercenary, there were more customers... most of the payments went to the house, but the girls could pocket any tips for themselves. At the end of the day, Yazhu's tips totaled<strong>9 gold pieces</strong>.<br/><br/>"Yazhu!" Ameiko called out. "I need to go on a shopping run for oil and incense tomorrow morning, our supplies are running dangerously low and the caravan came in today or so I heard. Want to join me tomorrow?"