<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=58849.msg2697485#msg2697485">Quote from: Matthew on 02-02-2010, 03:37:27</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">He raised an eyebrow at the guard, giving him his best friendly smile as he turned to face the man, shaking his head a bit "I'm afraid not, no, I've not traveled these parts before... It seems to be a nice enough place, though, other then, well, the nastiness going on, of course."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>[City Gate]<br/>Clearing his throat, the half-orc begins his speech.<br/><strong>"Welcome to Stingard traveler. We've not a lot to trade, but if a roof over you head is what you seek, we can provide. I am Lieutenant Morglum. Keep out of trouble, our you'll have to answer to me."</strong>, he speaks in a very rehearsed manner.<br/><br/><hr/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=58849.msg2697621#msg2697621">Quote from: Elven Sex Goddess on 02-02-2010, 04:17:58</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Kachina would tilt her head,  toss a glance over to Brandy.   She would slightly smile with the question posed.  <em>"The truth,  he was my first one."</em>  <br/><br/>Sure she had thought about it before.  Through she had never really had the time.   But the half-orc at gate.   With what he had said.   An thus leading her here to the Nest.   She thought what the hell.      Besides in the elven lands, brothels are not known.  For their liberal views of sexual openiness.   Made brothels a mute point.  So that is way you might see a elf such as the madame or herself being half-elven.   But in human lands as such.     <br/><br/><em>"I laid out fees of five silver for the hour.   Or three gold for the night.  I also told him I would escort leave the Nest but for ten gold for the night.</em>  She would ask, to see if this was in line with the other girls. <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>[The Nest]<br/>Letting out a giggle at her answer, she quickly hushes herself,<strong>"We'll you've got to start somewhere."</strong><br/><strong>"Sounds fair enough, if you're good. You're certainly built right for it. You might want to adjust it based on what they want too."</strong>, she adds, regaining her serious composure. Her eyelids lowering, she leans forward to whisper.<br/><strong>"What sort of things are you willing to do for clients? We get some interesting customers from time to time."</strong>, she asks with a lowered voice. What exactly she meant by it could be clearer, but she seemed genuinely interested.<br/><br/><hr/>[Behind Cayden's Hall]<br/>Sigmund takes off around the hall, looking for another means to reach the alleyway.<br/>After only short minute or so of running, he reaches an narrow street that connects the Hall's back alley.<br/>As he cautiously walks forward, he happens upon the remnants of a struggle. With a quick scan, he notices seven pieces of silver and twenty pieces copper had scattered along the ground. He can also plainly see the torn moneypouch the halfling had been carrying. The short man most likely had stopped to pick up as much as he could before running off again. Where he was now, Sigmund could only guess<br/><br/>(OOC: You can search the area, or keep running along this alleyway)