"Each town has different festivals but they are always a great time. Feasting and drinking to be had by all and out here in the River Kingdoms, often a baudy good time by most if not all." Elektra lead her wife down the pier toward the center of the small city, knowing the markets, taverns and inns would be clustered there. As she walked she made sure to put extra sway in her hips for Midori to ogle with the added benefit of making her massive K cup breasts jiggle and slosh, threatening to fall out of her armored top any moment. Peddlers hawking their wares lines the boulevard, each exorting the qualities of their product, often highly exaggerated.<br/><br/>At length they arrived into the main market square, tents and stalls selling goods from all across Avistan and some from places even further. People of all races and creed came and went about their day but the locals stood out to Elektra. All the women wore as little as possible, much to her enjoyment, yet the men covered most of themselves except the poorest of them. What caught her eye though was among the most ridiculous fashion she had ever seen. The groin of each one's pants were stuffed and shaped to make them seem hung like ogers. A few of the most gaudy actually had to maneuver it about as they tried to shop.<br/><br/>Trying to hold back her laughter Elektra called out to one of what appeared to be the upper classed men. "Good sir, we are new to town and in need of lodging. Could you point us to your fair cities best Inn?" She let her Casmoran accent come out far more then normal. The man turned to her, clearly not expecting to be addressed before his jaw fell open. Wide eyed he stared for a moment at the breasts, near larger then his head, then pause to compose himself. "Yes, I assume you are here for the King's festival. The temple of Abadar has a fine Inn, though very pricey. If not the Bee and Ba.. ba.. barb." He stammered as his eyes drifted down and nearly bulged out of his skull as he saw Elektra's cock, though flaccid was easily as big as his cod piece. He gulped and continued again, though beet red and flustered. "The Bee and Barb, right over there." Pointing out a large tavern and inn. "Is ran by clergy of Calistria, with all the comforts and pleasures that faith affords." Elektra nods, "Thank you, good sir. I shall have to visit my brothers and sisters of the Savored Sting. It does appear a fine establishment."<br/><br/>The Bee and Barb was among the tallest buildings in town and quite sprawling. Built of stone with two stories made of wood above. Heavily decorated in yellows and black, it stood out from other building as it was immediately apparent whom the workers prayed to. Men and women, all beautiful, were wrapped in the finest silks dyed yellow and black. The clothing was of the finest make and left absolutely nothing to the imagination.<br/>