You see a large building, at least three floors. Perfect you think as you duck inside. You pass two guys talking as they pass you in the threshold. Both northerners, both seem to have some money from their clothing. Traders you guess. Once inside you realize why they both seemed so happy, At least a dozen women were sitting around scantily dressed in a variety of colors of southern silk. A few of them danced while several men watched, others were talking to men, no doubt haggling over the price of their company. You notice a few guards about but not city guards. They were natives, mercenaries, hired to protect the girls.
Most of the women where natives having blonde hair, amber eyes, and olive skin. You notice a few northerns as well with their black hair, blue eyes, and ivory skin they stood out easily, a couple of brown haired westlanders. You even notice a southern fireborn from the southern sand sea. Her hair red as fire her skin as dark as mud. The fire born rarely came this far north so you imagined she cost more than a few gold to lie with. The men as well all seemed to be of different races as well. This brothel didn’t seem to cater to just the Northmen like many of the city.
“May I help you?” You turned to see a woman coming toward you, her blue eyes looking upon you. A northerner. The woman wore an elegant lace dress the front cut down to her belly button showing off her full large breast. The dress fell to her ankles but was slit up to waist on either side. It made it clear that she wore but naught underneath. You had never seen a northerner dress as such. She had a full figure body as well, thicker than the women of your homeland but far from unappealing. She had a young shorthaired blonde native beside her. The woman was no doubt the mistress of the house.
You wondered what lie to tell her. Sure you could tell her the truth but trusting northerners was how the city fell in the first place. You could say your lost, that was the truth but would she ask you to leave. Going back outside wasn’t the best idea right now. Maybe ask for a bed and girl for the night or at least long enough for the city guard to give up their search. The guard wouldn’t look for you here what kind of man being chased would stop and get a whore. As long as you found somewhere safe to stash your loot even if they found you that would have trouble proving it was you who stole the coin purse. Maybe you should say you’re looking for work, you’re sure you wouldn’t be the first to walk in off the streets to do so.
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