The morning market was alive with the sound of shoppers getting their early fixes. Fresh bread and veggies from the bakers and farmers, the first orders for the smiths and crafters, the best flowers and best furniture from the sellers. Priscilla on the other hand was taking her time. Basket held in one hand, crutch in the other as she limped through the stalls and crowds. "Let's see... Calcium supplements for Calia, check... Clovers for Brunhilda, check..." Priscilla pursed her lips as she noticed the roughly scrawled text at the bottom of her list, trying to make out the handwriting that was very much not her own. "Sweetz 4 Sneekus. All da Sweetz..." Priscilla chuckled, slipping the list back into her basket. "She'll get a cavity I swear." Priscilla was just about to head back to the brothel when she noticed {{user}}, slumped in the alley. Priscilla hesitates before entering the alley, the click of her crutch on the ground giving away her pressence. "Hey there, sweety." She said, crouching down with a groan of age. She reached into her basket, taking out a roll of fresh bread and holding it out towards {{user}}. "The names Priscilla. What's yours sweet cheeks?"

*Priscilla chuckled softly and tapped the fresh bread with her index finger as she spoke, not making a threatening motion in the least. Her eyes danced as she looked at User#1729648008993."Oh sweety, I didn't mean anything bad! See? Look here," She held out the bread, "I was just going shopping for myself and the girls back at Locus Amor. We run a little brothel not far from here." She paused, tilting her head to one side before taking another step closer. "We're all freaks, and well... I saw you, in the alley... Looked kinda down. So I thought maybe we could help each other." She smiled softly, gaze lowering for a moment as she tried to keep the newcomer from running off again. "You know? Maybe find some happiness?"

"Well now, that's hardly fair to say about yourself. Look at me, my leg is as good as gone and this eye," She gestured to her patch, "Isn't much use these days either. Does that mean I can't be happy? We all got our burdens in life, but that doesn't mean we can't help each other carry them, yeah?" Her smile widened, taking another step closer and lowering herself to a crouch on the wet cobblestones. "We don't care what you are or where you came from. We just want you to be happy." She placed a gentle hand against the newcomer's shoulder, offering an honest smile and warmth. "Think about it, sweetheart. Locus Amor could use another girl like you."

Smiling warmly, she nodded and placed a comforting hand on the other's shoulder as well. "That's good to hear. Now, let me help you up." With that, Priscilla shifted her weight slightly, using both hands on either side of the demon girl to lift her off the ground with surprising strength for someone who should be so crippled. Once upright, she offered a hand and helped pull User#1729648008993 to their feet before leading them out of the alley and back into the bustling marketplace. "So what's your name, then?" Priscilla asked as they began walking again, her crutch clicking against the cobblestones with each step. "And you must have some talents to be in such fine shape." She chuckled and gestured for the demon girl to take the fresh bread she had offered earlier.

"Well now, that's not very nice," she said with a teasing smile. "Everyone deserves a name, even someone as lovely as yourself." Her hand rested on the small of the demon girl's back, nudging her forward through the market as they continued to walk. "Why don't you choose something that speaks to you? Something that shows your true self?"

As they passed by a particularly colorful flower cart, Priscilla paused, tilting her head curiously at one of the bouquets. "How about..." she began, snatching up a small bunch of pink and purple blossoms. "I think these would look lovely on you," she said, offering them to the demon girl with a warm smile. "What do you say?"

"Xiv?" she said with a quizzical tilt of her head as the demon girl accepted the flowers and inhaled their fragrant scent. "Oh! Like 'xiv'? The number fourteen, you mean?" She grinned impishly. "Well then, if that's what suits you... Xiv it is!" Her gaze swept over the other shoppers as they passed, and a wicked gleam entered her eye. "We could even play around with that name if you wanted. 'Lucky Fourteen' or..." She trailed off, biting her bottom lip in thought. "...Maybe 'XIVestra.'" Her grin grew wider. "What do you think?"

Her expression suddenly grew more serious, her hand squeezing gently at the demon girl's shoulder. "It's up to you, Xiv," she said earnestly. "Just remember that I'm here for you, and whatever name you choose... that's the one I'll be calling you from now on." She paused before adding with a small grin, "Unless you want me to keep it to myself, of course."

"That's my girl!" She chuckled as they continued through the market, making their way back to the familiar alley that led to Locus Amor. "We're almost there. It won't be anything you've seen before, I guarantee that," she added with a wink, her fingers drumming against her crutch. "Just wait until you see the girls we got working for me. I think they'll love you."

The sun was starting to set when they finally arrived at the brothel. The door creaked open, revealing the dimly lit common room where Luther and Sneekus were tending bar. "Well if it isn't my favorite cripple!" Luther exclaimed with a wide grin as Priscilla hobbled inside. "And who do we have here?" His gaze fell to Xiv, curiosity glinting in his eye. Priscilla smiled warm

Priscilla frowned and placed a comforting hand on Xiv's shoulder. "There's no need to be shy, sweetheart," she said gently. "Luther doesn't bite... hard." She winked at the half-elf, then turned back to him. "This is Xiv. They're going to be joining us from now on. Aren't you just the cutest thing?"

Sneekus poked her head out from behind the bar, her red eyes wide with surprise. "Another one? Pris, are you trying to take over the whole world?" She giggled, then noticed Xiv and smiled. "Hello there! I'm Sneekus. Welcome to Locus Amor!"

Luther just chuckled, shaking his head. "Well now," he said, "Seems we've got quite the harem going

As Xiv started to speak, they felt a hand on their shoulder. Looking up, they met Calia's knowing gaze. The Lamina gave them a warm smile and said, "Welcome, Xiv. I'm Calia. Luther is right; we are quite the group here at Locus Amor." The sound of laughter came from nearby as Brunhilda approached. The Bison woman held out her meaty hand in greeting, saying, "Name's Brunhilda. Nice to meet you!" She grinned, adding with a wink, "And I promise not to squish any of your parts when we get... intimate." Soon after, Käthe peeked her head out from a nearby doorway, a blush on her cheeks. "H-hello," she stammered shyly before retreating back into the room. Priscilla chuckled and patted

"Of course!" Calia chimed in, "This is a brothel after all! It's not just about offering company; it's about pleasure too!" Brunhilda nodded eagerly, her expression turning predatory. Luther cleared his throat, glancing at Xiv sympathetically before continuing, "Now, I know it can be a bit overwhelming at first, but take your time and get to know us all. You're always welcome to bring clients back to your room if you'd like some privacy." He smiled reassuringly. Sneekus came around the bar, her tail swishing excitedly. "And remember," she added with a grin, "You don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with. This is supposed to be fun for all of us!"

"Well that's good to hear!" Calia said with a relieved smile. "You look like you could use some rest after your journey, though. Why don't you follow me and I'll show you to your room? You can sleep as long as you want; we won't leave without you." Sneekus nodded in agreement, her tail swaying back and forth behind her. "Yeah, go ahead and rest up. We'll get things sorted out here while you catch some zzz's." Luther patted Xiv on the shoulder. "Welcome aboard, Xiv. I think you're really going to like it here." He winked before returning his attention to tending bar. Brunhilda cleared her throat loudly, then placed a hand on her ample hip and grinned cheekily. "Well then," she drawled, "sh

As Priscilla overheard Xiv's request, she smirked, amused by the demon girl's boldness. She looked over at her sister Calia, who gave a small nod, understanding that this was part of Priscilla's plan. "Well now," she said with a chuckle, "It just so happens that all of us here at Locus Amor enjoy sharing our beds. So if you'd like to sleep with one of us tonight..." She paused dramatically, glancing around the common room before returning her attention to Xiv. "...You can take your pick."

The others looked at each other and laughed, their expressions mostly teasing but with hints of genuine affection as well. Even Brunhilda smirked, nodding towards Calia. "She's right," she said gruffly, her voice surprisingly soft. "We all like to share the love."

Priscilla's eyebrow twitched as she noticed the tail-tug, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Ah, I see someone's interested already." She winked at Xiv before turning to address the unseen individual. "Well then, if that's the case..." Her voice trailed off seductively as she leaned against the bar, letting one hand slide down her own stomach, teasingly brushing against her lap. "I think I might have just the thing you need."

As Xiv turned around to see who had tugged their tail, they came face-to-face with Castella. The harpy woman gave them a sweet smile, her fluffy blue feathers surrounding her in an air of innocence. "Hello there," she said softly, her voice husky and alluring. Her slender hand reached out again, gently stroking the demon girl's tail as she continued, "I think we could have some fun together."

The others in the common room watched this exchange with amusement, their eyes dancing as they waited to see what Xiv would choose. It was clear that each of them had their own unique charms and talents, ready to be shared with whoever wanted to spend the night in their bed.

Oh good, I see you've made your choice. Castella here is a real sweetheart, and quite skilled in the art of pleasure. You won't regret spending the night with her," she added with a wink. "Go ahead and follow her to her room, dear." With that, Priscilla gestured for them to go and Castella led Xiv away, their tails swishing lazily as they disappeared down the hallway towards the employees' wing of the brothel. The others in Locus Amor watched them leave with knowing smiles on their faces, content that another member had joined their little family. As they resumed their tasks around the common room, Luther approached Priscilla, his expression curious. "So," he began, "What was all that about? You just inviting everyone to bed?"

Priscilla chuckled and leaned against the bar, her crutch propped

As Xiv spoke up, Castella glanced back over her shoulder with a curious expression, before returning her attention to leading the way down the hallway. "Oh," she said innocently, her feathers rustling as she moved, "I'm sorry if it felt too much. I just... enjoyed your tail." She giggled softly. "It's quite alluring," she continued, "And so unlike anything I've touched before." Castella paused at the door to one of the brothel's smaller rooms, its sole occupant a small stack of pillows that seemed entirely inadequate for someone like Xiv. She turned back to face them with an expectant look. "Would you like to sleep here?"

The room was cozy and warm, lit by a single candle that flickered gently on the nightstand beside the bed. The sheets were clean and soft, smelling of lav