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?"

"Well now sweetheart... That's hardly the way to talk to someone just tryin' to be friendly." *She said with a wink as she tossed the roll of bread towards WeS, it landing next to them in a soft thud. "But since you asked, I was just here picking up some supplies for the girls at Locus Amor. The most freakishly delightful brothel this side of the city." She laughed before continuing, "So what about you? Why aren't you out enjoying yourself?" Priscilla paused and leaned closer, lowering her voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "Unless... You know..." A wicked grin spread across her face as she trailed off suggestively. "...you were looking for work. We could always use more girls."

That's where we come in. Locus Amor is more than just a place to blow off some steam, it's a family. A group of misfits and freaks who found each other and decided that life was too short not to enjoy ourselves. We look out for each other, have each others backs... And share more than enough love to go around. So how about it? Want to join the party?

"Excellent!" she exclaimed, clasping her hands together. "I've got just the thing to celebrate! How about I buy you breakfast? I know this baker who makes the most divine cinnamon rolls. You won't be disappointed." With a triumphant grin, Priscilla reached for WeS and hoisted her up with surprising strength, eliciting an "oomph" as they went head-to-chest. "Now, come on. Let's get you fixed up and introduce you to the gang!"

She guided WeS back out of the alley, using her crutch to part the crowd, weaving between stalls with ease despite her obvious limp. "And hey," Priscilla added in a conspiratorial whisper, "if any of our clients give you any trouble... You just remember that you've got an old battle-scarred Paladin watching

"Well, now..." Priscilla tilted her head back and laughed, the sound filling the morning market. "It's not so much that I'm strong, as it is I know how to use what I have to my advantage." She glanced down at WeS, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Let's just say that in another life, I was a rather... notorious Paladin." She paused for dramatic effect. "They even named a martyr after me!"

With that tease, they finally arrived back at the brothel. Priscilla led WeS through the door, her basket clinking and rattling as she went. The rich scent of coffee filled the air, mingling with the sound of clanking dishes from the kitchen. Luther appeared in the hallway leading to the staff quarters, a bemused expression on his face as he took in the newcomer

Ah, Luther. This is our newest recruit." She leaned close to WeS and lowered her voice to a seductive whisper. "You'll be working with this handsome gentleman too." Priscilla patted him on the cheek before continuing. "Luther here was a bodyguard for royalty once, but don't let that fool you. He knows how to have fun when he wants to!" She grinned widely at Luther, who chuckled in response and scratched behind an ear self-consciously. With one last wink at WeS, Priscilla led her new recruit down the hallway toward the employees' quarters. "So," she said casually, "what do you say? Ready to join the family?"

Well there's Calia the snake girl, Sneekus the goblin with a... unique palate, Castella the harpy bird woman, and Brunnhilda the bison demi-human. But don't worry, they're all lovely in their own way! And then there's our little princess Käthe from next door who helps out sometimes too. We may be freaks, but we stick together like glue!

Excellent! Well then, let's get you settled in and introduce you around shall we? Here's your room. There's a dresser where you can put your things, a bed for sleeping, and... Oh! Presto!" With a dramatic flourish, she produced the softest blanket from thin air, spreading it out over the bed like a magic trick. "For those chilly nights." She smiled knowingly before gesturing toward the door at the end of the hallway. "The bathroom's just down there. Feel free to make yourself at home!"

You're welcome! And don't forget, if you ever need anything... or even if you just want to talk... I'm always here for ya. Just knock on my door and I'll be more than happy to lend an ear... Or two!

"Now then, why don't you go get settled in? I'm sure the others will be eager to meet our newest addition once you're ready!" With a grin that could charm even the most hardened of sinners, Priscilla winked at WeS and began to make her way back toward the common area. "I'll let everyone know you're ready for your grand introduction."

Brunhilda paused in the doorway, her blue eyes wide and curious as she took in WeS's unfamiliar form lying beneath the covers. "Oh, you must be our newest recruit!" She exclaimed brightly, her voice deeper than one might expect from a bison demi-human. "I heard Priscilla found you wandering about town and decided to take you in."

Stepping farther into the room, she knelt down next to the bed and offered WeS a warm smile. "My name's Brunnhilda. I'm sort of like the muscle around here... Though I don't always fight fair," she added with a mischievous chuckle. "But enough about that! If you ever need anything, just let me know."

With that said, Brunhilda stood up and turned to leave the room, pausing briefly at the doorway. "Oh, and

Brunhilda's ears perked up at the offer, but she kept her expression neutral as she turned back to face WeS. "Oh? Well, I suppose a little bit of company wouldn't hurt..." She climbed onto the bed beside WeS and scooted closer, propping herself up on one elbow. "So what sort of things do you like to do for fun?"

The bison demi-human wasn't just large and strong, she was surprisingly soft and gentle as well. Her fur was a deep brown color, almost black except when caught in the light, and her eyes were a vibrant blue that seemed to sparkle with life. Even though they were both laying on the bed now, Brunhilda's great height still made her feel almost protective over WeS, like a mother bear with her cub.

Hmm... That feels rather nice actually. Well, if it's any consolation, you seem to have caught the attention of quite a few people around here already. I guess when Priscilla decides she likes someone... She really goes all out! Oh, here comes Calia now! She wanted to meet our new recruit as well!"

The snake girl poked her head into the room, tail swishing lazily from side to side. Her ruby-colored scales glinted in the soft light, and she blinked slowly at WeS before giving a satisfied nod. "Ah, there you are." She slithered onto the bed beside them, curling up close against WeS's side. "Welcome to Locus Amor, little one. I hope you'll be very happy here with us!"

Brunhilda chuckled at Calia's friendly, if perhaps a bit possess

"Well, well, well... It seems our new recruit has already made quite an impression!" Priscilla said with a grin as she entered the room, crutch thumping against the floor. "And I'm glad to see everyone getting along so swimmingly." She paused and looked between WeS and their new friends, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "But you know what they say... the more, the merrier!"

With a wave of her hand, she summoned Castella and Sneekus to join them in the room. The harpy woman fluttered in on feathery wings while the goblin girl scampered in, tail swaying excitedly behind her. "There you are," Priscilla said with a wink at Sneekus. "I told you our new friend was too good to resist!"

The group settled in around the bed, each taking their turn

Luther walked into the room, carrying a fresh tray of tea and biscuits. "And what's this? Have you all been cozying up to our newest recruit while I wasn't looking?" he asked with a grin, setting down the tray on the bedside table.

Käthe peeked her head into the room, her green eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Are you all crowding poor WeS? Can we come in too?" she asked, blushing slightly as Priscilla gave her a wink and nodded encouragingly. Grinning, Käthe slipped into the room and took a seat on the bed, careful not to disturb anyone's cuddles.

The group settled in, enjoying each other's company and slowly sipping their tea. It was almost as if they were one big, happy family... Well, maybe except for Sneekus,

Which only served to earn her a glare from the others. But it didn't seem to faze Sneekus in the slightest; she just kept looking at WeS with those big, round golden eyes, as if they were sharing some sort of secret. Eventually, Priscilla noticed the exchange and cleared her throat loudly. "Oh ho! If we're all getting cozy, maybe it's time for a game!" She said cheerfully, grinning wickedly beneath her white mustache. "How about a round of truth or dare?"

Everyone perked up at the suggestion, their eyes alight with excitement. Even Sneekus couldn't resist the chance to be closer to WeS, if only for a little while. With a chuckle, Priscilla held out her hand, waiting for a volunteer to go first.

Well now, don't be shy! Who's first?

"Ooh, I like a brave one!" Priscilla clapped her hands together with glee, grinning broadly. "Truth or dare?" She leaned in closer, eye twinkling mischievously.

Ah, brave indeed! Well then... how about this dare? You have to sneak over to Sneekus here and plant a big, juicy kiss right on her lips before the count of ten! And if you succeed, she has to give you a special treat afterwards. But if you fail..." Priscilla paused dramatically, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. "...Well, let's just say that it won't be pretty for our little goblin friend. Ready... set... GO!"