I've decided to be a pleasure house worker.

Drak'ja claps together in elation, at your response. "Ah, Wonderful!" he exclaims. "Just what we need. More workers at the Sybaris' Simmer. I know my daughter Vyrna will be more than happy to have you on. Well, so long as you prove reliable. She had one, a Lykin, who ran off with a sylf adventurer. Something about, he promised the girl a life of non-stop action and riches at every turn. Probably, she ended up sleeping in the cold, and judging by the caliber of the Sylf; he ended up dead, before he could even make love to her. Poor foolish thing. Well, her loss is your gain, I guess. I mean, sure this job only pays about 300 dragna. About enough to fulfill room and board, as well as meals. But still, you get the company of beautiful women and handsome men, who are paying for your company, instead of the other way around. And plus, you never know whose going to walk through that door. It might be someone who can get you into a higher station in this world. So what do you say, do you still want this job?