<strong>DM<br/>Maldur, The Pink Dragon<br/>Tag: Ashley</strong><br/><br/>Ashley observes the bordell.. not much is going on in the mid-morning hours..in her boredom, briefly, Ashley had an urge to experience the touch of her own slime again, remembering Estrada's words, to submit to her sickness...<br/>She shook such madness out of her head.<br/>Just down the street seems to be a little market stand to eat at, or, if she is willing to walk a little further, there seems to be a proper bakery, with the most delicious of smells coming out of it.. a bakery should have several folks wandering in and out of it too, no?<br/>However, before she can go there...<br/><br/>(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/1e/ea/6e/1eea6ee48a55cd76efbc19bf6bb1644f.jpg)<br/><br/>"Ah, sir Ashley Timber?" A man approached Ashley from behind, before hesitating as he saw her, raising his brows. ".. oh, my bad, you resemble someone." He tipped an imaginary hat.