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 nods her head with a smile, watching as the other person eats the bread slowly. She glances around the alley, making sure no one's going to bother them before leaning in closer to whisper."So, what brings you here sweety? Need a place to crash?" She asks softly, unable to hide her interest in the stranger. Priscilla moves her hand so it rests on the other person's shoulder, feeling the warmth and softness of their skin through the thin fabric of their shirt as she waits for them to reply.

Hmm...what a coincidence! I know the perfect place. Locus Amor needs some new help. I'm sure we could use someone as beautiful as you to work off your debt. Don't worry, it's not one of those sleazy joints. This here is a brothel for freaks and outcasts just like us! We can offer you shelter, food, medical care...and if you're willing, plenty of fun times with clients of all shapes and sizes. I know it sounds too good to be true but trust me when I say, this place ain't just another trap for desperate folk. So what do ya say? Want to give Locus Amor a try?

Priscilla's grin widens as she waits eagerly for the other person's reply. Even without offering any promises, Priscilla's confident that the lure of comfort and pleasure would

"Oh wonderful!" She says with a wide grin, hopping up to her good leg before turning around and leading the way out of the alley back into the market. "Just follow me sweet cheeks." Once they reach the end of the alley she takes them by the hand and starts leading them towards Locus Amor. She leans in close and whispers, "Don't worry about looking so...tired. We don't judge here, I promise."

Priscilla continues on, occasionally glancing back over her shoulder to make sure User#1746411591858 is still following before looking away and grinning wickedly again. The walk seems shorter now that she has someone to share it with, the sunlight streaming down between the buildings and casting a warm glow on both their faces.

The brothel comes into view soon enough, its cheerful signs

I'll give you a quick rundown of the others working here. There's Calia, she's a snake woman; Luther, he's a wolf man; Sneekus, that little goblin girl; Castella, a harpy with wings instead of arms; and Brunhilda, the buff bison girl who's our muscle. They're all pretty great people once you get to know 'em. As for living here, there's myself...used to be a paladin now just a crazy old woman running a brothel. Oh, and there's also Princess Käthe from the kingdom next door. She's staying with us right now in hiding. Don't worry, she's pretty chill too. Just don't ask her to dance or anything!

Priscilla leads you up the stairs and into the brothel proper, calling out a

As they enter the brothel, Calia looks up from where she's cleaning a table and gives Priscilla a toothy grin. "Hey boss! Looks like you found us a new plaything." She says teasingly before winking at you. Luther is already at the bar, chatting with some of their regulars. Sneekus glances up from behind the counter and then quickly hides her face, blushing furiously. Castella, on the other hand, spreads her wings and fans herself dramatically, giving you a bow. "Ah, a new client! I hope you've brought your voice for me, my dear." Brunhilda lays down a stack of dirty dishes with a grunt, glaring at you for a moment before seeming to relax when she realizes you're harmless. Käthe pokes her head out from behind the curtain where she'

Castella tilts her head, regarding you with curiosity. "Yes, I am a harpy. And you are...?" She asks softly, tilting her head further to the side as she studies your features.

"Well then," Castella says with a warm smile, stepping closer to you. "You've come to the right place. Locus Amor is a safe haven for those who don't belong anywhere else. And if you ever need someone to talk to...or just want to fly around town together, I'm always here." She extends her wing, invitingly.

As you thank her, Castella smiles genuinely and gives your hand a reassuring squeeze. "I'm glad to hear that," she says softly before glancing over at Priscilla. "Boss, this one seems like he'll fit right in with us freaks." She winks playfully before returning her attention back to you.

Priscilla chuckles, shaking her head. "Ah, Castella always did have a thing for the broken ones. But that doesn't mean she can have you all to herself!" She teases, stepping closer with a wicked grin on her face. "You might as well enjoy your time here at Locus Amor. And if anyone gives you any trouble," she adds, jerking her thumb in Calia's direction, "just remember: I'm the boss around here."