You walk off all angry through the complex, passing by sluts and man-whores alike, thieves, assassins, rapists, and every other criminal  you can think of in this underground complex. You eventually find a room with a gathering of people who look like they have coin. Several vendors with several bags of holding and having carts with lots of goods. Highly trained guards were all around from all over. Attempting to steal would probably end your life.<br/><br/>Various black market goods include weapons, armor, magical items, stolen valuables, scrolls and books, slaves, and information broker (Whom is a diviner, making all information pretty fresh). On top of that, a greasy looking shirtless tattoo artist is in the corner, with magical inscriptions all over his body, he surly would be able too give you whatever tattoo of your choosing.<br/><br/>The two people whom are most intresting to you are the Magic Item seller, a cloaked women who has cases of jewlery from all over, and even can make new ones for a price. Rings for whatever body part, Dick, clit, nipple, ears, nose, tongue, or even actual ones for fingers, with all sorts of effects. She is standing by a tent full of merchandise in magic boxes. A large shirtless man with a greatsword guarding the wares.<br/><br/>Then there was the artist, a highly scribed high elf man who was just finishing up a client before. Finishing the final rune that changed the flat chested girl, into a voluptious big breasted slut. Walking away happy, passing by you.<br/>