A broad smile spreads across my lips as I set 15 gold on the table, more than enough for the meal, room, companionship, and any potential trouble I may cause tonight. After all, if those beautiful slaves belong to the robed men, they certainly seem to be taught the importance of properly caring for one's slaves. With the nightly plans set, I made quick work of my meal so I could tend to my other needs.<br/><br/>I let out a chuckle to myself as I got up from my seat ready to be escorted by my waitress.<strong>"I just realized I never did properly introduce myself. I am Damian. Would you grant me the pleasure of knowing whose name I hope to be crying out this night?"</strong>