Lust. It is definitely lust that burns in him.

  You take a look at yourself in a mirror on your left. You have a body that could kill any male, man or beast! With fire-red hair and eyes of jade green, long slender legs and a 34C breast size, your soldiers often reffered to you as Bri the Godess. If they could see you now, dressed in a super short black dress with an extremely revealing bosom (which nearly reaches your belly!), they would call you Bri the whore. You were dressed as scandally as you would possibly allow yourself to, in such a slutish fashion that would have the most debased courtesan feeling uncomfortable. Nothing in your appearance reminded of a glorious knight of the Empire. So, as if it wasn't logical, the bartender must have a personal interest in you. Oh boy! 

 Great...

   You sigh slowly and turn your head towards his direction, as you see the barman arriving with your order. a small, shy smile forms on your lips as he places the order on your table. "Here you go, sweetbums", he says a wicked smile appearing on his face as if he is about to reveal some great discovery. "It will be 10 gold crowns", he continues and his smile becomes so wide that it's nearly touching his ears. Anger starts rising into you, as you realise that this fool must surely be trying to rob you blind. 

"You must be kidding asshole", you reply, barely able to keep calm enough not to directly **** him. He keeps his smile as he replies with a friendly, but obviously victorious tone "No, my dear, i am not. It's 1 gold for the meal and 9 for the Durenorian brandy. This brand is nearly impossible to find in these parts nowadays. Those pigs of Durenor don't want to have any deals with our kind, you know"! He extends his left palm awaiting for the payment, while his eyes are lustfully examining your body.

 Checking your coin pouch, you realise that you only have 9 gold crowns, the remaining of your money. You could easily get away with only paying these, but then you would have to spend the night in the streets. You don't like the sound of what you've heard about things prowling the streets at this part of the ruined City, and don't look forward to finding out the truth behind the rumors.Then again, if the Ogre Torgreg appears, you may not have to. Or you could try to talk your way out of paying the bill, although 10 gold crowns is a lot of money. Of course there is always the possibility of just walking away without paying, but that would be dishonorable, and besides, the place seems to be well-guarded.

Suddently, as you sip your drink while trying to decide on a course of action, a large hand starts fondling your breasts, and you realise that unless you want things to get...complicated, you will have to make your move now