<strong>Tagging:</strong>Chains, mentioning: Anahita, Thogstein, and Sparrow<br/><br/>The courtesan smiled, nodding as the party agreed they had sex covered. "Oh, nothing big. My sister was lost in the Anus last year, after venturing within with the family heirlooms. She was an asshole, I don't miss her, but the artifacts she took I want returned." She licked her lips, eyes wondering over the booth turned into sex-pit. "You seem familiar with the Anus. I'd like to hire you to find the armor, a plate suit of mithril. Another adventurer said they'd seen it at the ruins of the elevator where the forest of the first layer ends at the pit. Bring it to me and I'll pay you handsomely for its return."<br/><br/>She bid the party goodbye, and at a good moment.<br/><br/>The cursed bindings of Chains craved for pleasure and domination, crawling over the dark elf and those near her, biting into flesh with a strange warmth emanating from the metal as they crawled to where their touch began to elicit gasps of pleasure. Chains had experienced what happened with them a few times already and knew that if she did not soon find a victim for them she'd be the one tormented by the item's nightly need.<br/><br/>There were rooms of course, for couple coins a night. Exiting the bar they all managed to cram into one while Chains still had her arms and legs free. Lampa had not let go of her nor Sparrow, continuing to coax her subby master's cock to stay erect with greedy fondlings of his nubile body and hungry nibbles of his neck and ears. "Master can finally get cock, isn't he happy?" she whispered, among other things. "Maybe Lampa should grow one too." She helped strip him down to socks and undies, held his wrists gently above his head, and presented the monk boy for others to use as they please.<br/><br/><strong>Adventurers, since there was demand for screwing you have a night to "plot" your approach to this adventure in the Anus. Go on.</strong><br/><br/><em>OOC:</em>I'm gonna limit this interaction to 2-3 posts per player to keep it smooth. If you establish any plans in here I'll assume them as something you'll do and consider them done when you're next skipped ahead into Anus.