(https://cdn.inprnt.com/thumbs/eb/d5/ebd562a93037c44c7fd21f4addeff8f5.jpg?response-cache-control=max-age=2628000) (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/9b/5e/da/9b5eda04e4e0c8d585f4b4e0ab15ac0a.jpg)<br/><strong>Baroness Raven, Marquies De'crien<br/>Noble Club?<br/>Tag: Evita</strong><br/><br/>The Marquis shifted, extending a hand to take Evita's and place a kiss upon it, if she let him. .. little choice she had, decorum considered. "The pleasure is all mine, miss Erins.. or ours, as it is." He mused, with a hard to pierce smile.<br/><br/>"You come from the Maldurian border, don't you?" The Marquis mused, whilest the Baroness raised a hand. "'tis fine, we have not yet begun." She said, calmly keeping her attitude about the whole affair hidden. The Marquis by comparison, seemed a lot more enthusiastic, now offering Evita his arm.<br/>"Oh why yes, it's always nice to have interesting newcomers to our little gathering. The Baroness vouched for you, quire impressive, quite impressive, this is actually the first time she brought someone in in many years. Well, someone that isn't<em>meat</em>." He mused, without skipping a beat, guiding Evita along inside. The Baroness, her staff clacking on the stone as she followed remained with a demeanour of calm neutrality.<br/><br/>As they advanced into the building, Evita quickly spotted a large, ever so slightly inhuman looking guardsman.. bouncer?<br/>(https://db4sgowjqfwig.cloudfront.net/assets/276288/the_half_orc_by_dmantz-d4n5l1b.jpg?1387757928)<br/><br/>Who quickly stepped aside from the other nobles, watching Evita with an interested expression.<br/><br/>That said, any further.. doubts Evita might have had about the nature of this place were quickly disspelled as she stepped further inside, meeting an elf woman in a low cut dress, hanging out and bonding with a human slave.<br/>(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/4c/99/b8/4c99b80f381a806d58d780484046ed6b--sexy-cartoons-sci-fi-art.jpg)<br/><br/>"Lady Aeryn, I see you could not wait again. This is Sivila Erins." The Marquis presented, whilest the Baroness gave a friendly nod. The elf meanwhile turned, a confident smile meeting Erins, eyes -definitly- trying to undress her where she stood.. whilest the slave-girl hanging in an (on closer inspection, propably magically created) tree gave a soft moan.<br/>"Ah, hello there, welcome to our little meeting, praising the Redeemer Queen..ohoho, don't look at me like this Markus, no need to tease the girl about it." The elf giggled a coquette, dangerous giggle behind a lifted hand, before addressing Evita:<br/><br/>"So tell me girl, do you prefer to control, or to be controlled?" She cooed inquisitively.