Thread: Spoils of the Victors, Fantasy Brothel/Slavery/Monster

newagefrankenstein said Samuel Wolf said Samuel looked at the woman and then at the coins though he didn't know there worth he did know they were made of rare metal o he took the small gold coin and left the rest befor going and coming back with a glass full of water If ya sing for this drunken lot I'll let ya stay the night for free and you can keep your earnings he said his IWhen accent loosing through a bit dispute his attempts to hide it his dail moving side to side befor he ran off to full fill another order Whenever your ready go through your door and follow the hall to a small room pick out an outfit or wear what you got all the same to me but be ready to sing Click to expand... Batik released a thankful sigh and smiled as the bartender so graciously accepted her offer. He took a single golden coin but she would not begrudge him from doing so. She thankfully took the glass and sipped from it slowly before she remembered and fidgeted in her seat as she said, I am most grateful to you. When the sun sets I will retire, I have come ahead of my brother who is a musician of no small talent. We can happily share quarters and he shall play for you to earn his own stay, if you would allow. I would be thankful. she told him, bowing her head slightly in thanks. She finished off her glass of water and clung to her cloak before she nodded to him and stood to find her room. She slid into it quickly, nervous still despite herself. She glanced around to ensure she was alone before she dropped her cloak and stretched out her gossamer wings with a relieved sigh, her dress of tattered flowers a mere shadow of what it used to be but still clinging to her form far better than any human garment. She pulled it free gingerly and set it aside, her sparkling skin catching the light as she reached for a human-made dress to wear and hide her fae features. Click to expand... quote Posted by Dreamless Reality - Today 0205 PM Olivia worked as a room keeper for the Victory. The small brunette didn't look it, especially with her linen dress and petite figure but she wasn't a force to be reckoned with or to be reckoned by. She stood at a mere 5 foot 4 inches with a weight of about one-hundred and ten pounds. Her clean hands definitely weren't very threatening, and even the look on her freckled face wasn't even every off putting. In fact she smiled often, but just not in this place. She hated this place. She worked, cleaning the bed chambers of guests and slaves alike. It was a nasty business and she was often mistaken for one of the hired girls. An assumption she didn't like very well, especially when certain clients get too handsy. She could take care of herself, but she was employed by the same person who enslaved the other girls no less. That in turn, lead to some times where the owner would introduce special guests to her in which she had to cater to their rooms in more ways than just being there to clean. Her green eyes shimmered in the candle light as she passed through the bar area. She was headed to grab some lunch. There were a few figures loitering around the room and she thought how strange it was that people were here so early. Hey. Olivia passed a small wave to the bartender Samuel, leisurely making her way to the kitchen. quote Samuel nodded about the girls brother and said he would send for her when he arrived and waved back at Olivia as she passed and said 'hey if your heading to the kitchen could you snag me a bread role or something? I haven't made it that way yet and it looks like we will be busy, also I know it's a pain on your part cleaning the rooms so if you want you an skip mine today it's not dirty really.