Post by amalkamis on Nov 29, 2015 15:28:10 GMT -7
It's been a long couple days between helping out the theatrical troupes of Rooks with their rehearsals and escorting high profile women to soirees and political engagements. Indelico enjoyed the company of the woman and made sure they had the time of their lives, even if it meant having to possibly copulate with them. It wasn't that he was against it, but rather his upbringing told him that such activities should be reserved for those you care about, from a personal standpoint rather than a business. However, sometimes the coin presented is just enough to allow for a slight bending in rules. After all, what man didn't want to partake in noble affairs and get paid to do it. Finally having some time to himself away from the troupes as they have their opening nights and finish their performances, Indelico find himself lounging on Starday within the Golden Plow, on one of the less than well kept pieces of furniture. It's probably seen more action than the Rook militia. With a glass of mead swirling in his right hand, he leaned his head back for a moment while taking in the scene of a jovial respite between journeys for many adventurers and traveling merchants that took refuge in Rook.
My mother would have me cat clean Girthy Gertrude from head to toe if she found me in here. Still, this place has its charm. The motley menagerie of people that come through here on a daily basis gives me a better perspective of things outside of the rather upscale Escort Estate...Escort Estate. Why does my mother call that place an escort estate anyway? It's an upscale whorehouse, save for those who live on the top floor. We don't even get patrons up there. And I've seen some of the women that have ventured into our household. Then again. That one Orcish looking woman, face aside, had a rather delectable body. I wonder if she got it from her mother?
Indelico laughed to himself quietly at the though as he sipped on his glass. For a few on-lookers that may have greeted him as they passed by, he lifted his glass and smiled cordially. He caught himself looking at certain types of woman more than others. Especially the muscular green-skinned ones that were physically powerful. There was something to their curves that caught his eye...
I really have a strange taste in women. Either way, I wouldn't mind having a session or three with them. They do tend to have a rather unique purr to them...
Indelico shook his head and actually chuckled to himself, finally taking another sip of his wine, going back to observing the patrons and attendants of the Golden Plow
My mother would have me cat clean Girthy Gertrude from head to toe if she found me in here. Still, this place has its charm. The motley menagerie of people that come through here on a daily basis gives me a better perspective of things outside of the rather upscale Escort Estate...Escort Estate. Why does my mother call that place an escort estate anyway? It's an upscale whorehouse, save for those who live on the top floor. We don't even get patrons up there. And I've seen some of the women that have ventured into our household. Then again. That one Orcish looking woman, face aside, had a rather delectable body. I wonder if she got it from her mother?
Indelico laughed to himself quietly at the though as he sipped on his glass. For a few on-lookers that may have greeted him as they passed by, he lifted his glass and smiled cordially. He caught himself looking at certain types of woman more than others. Especially the muscular green-skinned ones that were physically powerful. There was something to their curves that caught his eye...
I really have a strange taste in women. Either way, I wouldn't mind having a session or three with them. They do tend to have a rather unique purr to them...
Indelico shook his head and actually chuckled to himself, finally taking another sip of his wine, going back to observing the patrons and attendants of the Golden Plow