Ilynia Ashina, Drow Bard Dancer from Xhorhas.

There was a whistle as the woman stepped out onto the stage to the music. She had long white hair and black skin that shimmered under the lights of the club, her clothing was tiny and barely held her ample breasts and ass confined as the music picked up pace. It was a small club in Asarius, the city of beasts and as such it rarely saw Drow performing on their stage.

Ilynia smiled as she danced, allowing her breasts to jiggle a bit. Her body glistened under the lights from the sweat and liquids that covered her. She looked out at the gathered Goblins, Orcs, a few Humans, and a couple of Drow and gave them a sultry smile.

She was a Bard, a professional entertainer, but where most of them were singers or storytellers, she was a dancer. Most Drow in the Kryn Dynasty didn't put their bodies on display like this, but she loved it. She enjoyed seeing the looks on their faces as she did it, placing her fingers in her bottoms she shimmied a little, turning her body to give them a good look at her ass as her hair twirled around her a bit.

The gathered crowd cheered as she pulled off her bottoms, her ass swaying to the music as she did. She smiled back at them, calling out. "Do you like what you see?" She asked, which just resulted in more of a cheer from the crowd.

This was the life. She could enjoy dancing, make money, and give the crowd a fun show all at once. She unhooked her top, throwing it off to the side as she turned around, putting her fully nude breasts and bare pussy. Her dancing picked up pace as the music did, magic dancing from her fingertips.

She finally let out a cry of pleasure as she thrust herself out to the crowd. As the music died down, she waved to the crowd, walking back out with her ass wiggling. That had felt good, she gathered up her discarded clothing and slipped them back on once she was in the back, this wasn't her normal place to work but she had owed a favor, and wanted to peform anyway.

She started making her way down the back hallways, that had been the last show for the night so she needed to get paid and move on to the next job. She sighed a bit, and was about to open the door to the owner's office when she heard someone talking inside.

"She's certainly bringing in the crowds," one female voice said. "Such a shame she can't work full time."

"Ah, well, there's nothing you can do about that," the Goblinoid voice of the owner of the club answered. "She's a hot number, but..."

"Are you sure you don't want to reconsider our offer?" The woman asked. "I'm sure we can find good work for her elsewhere. And maybe I can get her to do more than just dance."

"You know these girls, she's not interested in the sex work."

"You say that like we're going to give her a choice.

Ilynia's eyes went wide. She knew what that meant, these bastards were going to try and grab her and force her into prostitution, or worse. She liked sex sure, but she didn't want to do it with anyone she didn't know. She placed her hand on her waist, thinking about how she was going to fix this.