Talk with Zara

As Krystal reached her destination she noticed Zara behind the bar with a wide grin on her face clapping in a congratulating manner. Zara then said "You really know how to party now don't you? You drew the largest crowd of warriors I've seen yet not to mention I think you've "serviced" more than serving than any of my girls on average. most girls just let the warriors have their way and get back to work or do both at the same time if possible. But you're a real wild one, I had a good feeling about you... and it's good to see I was right." Krystal taking these words pridefully then remembered her current situation after "serving" the warriors. "As fun as that was do you have some place to clean myself off ?" Krystal asked, as she caressed her hand across her breast drawing a large swab of semen onto her hand to which she then examined in a inquisitive manner. Trying to resist the urge to lick the substance from her palm and keep a level of decorum if not just a minute amount of self control.

Answering Krystal's question without hesitation Zara threw her thumb to the side and replied "Sure in the back is a wash tub you can use, once your done come talk to me." Krystal noded to Zara thankfully and followed her instructions. As Krystal maneuved to the very back, behind the bar past a hanging cloth she finds the wash tub with warm water coincidentally already within. Krystal then enters and sinks waist deep into the tub letting out a sigh of relief as the warm water relaxes her muscles. She then reclined into the tub letting her legs spread wide open and dangle off the edge of the tub as her arms support her on the sides preventing her from slipping into the tub. The thought then crossed her mind to not let the moment go to waist as she began to grope at her own mounds and knead her bead. Just as Krystal was starting to fully indulge herself in this line of action she remembered Zara was waiting for her so she in a act of **** reached for a wash cloth and begun scrubbing herself clean. When she was finally done after drying herself and exiting from behind the cloth, Krystal noticed she had taken more time than she thought as the bar had no more than a hand full of patrons left.

There was no staff in sight seemingly to have left for the evening. The four last bar patrons that seemed to be left consisted of three Warrior males at a table, the fourth by themself near the entrance of the bar. The fourth drunkenly hunched over a table, clutching a beer mug with one hand and holding his half-cocked cock with the other, seemed to be a blacksmith cemented by a leather apron and his scaled hands adorned with multiple scars mostly those from burns that were black against its natural green hue. One of the Warriors noticing the time stood up, in doing so tapped the table twice getting the other two warriors attention motioning them to leave possibly for guard duty. As they exit the warriors noticing the blacksmith growl a sigh and haul the drunkard out.

The bar besides Zara and Krystal is was now completely empty.

Returning to Zara, still behind bar, Krystal asked "well What now?". Quick to reply Zara answered. "Well party girl I'd say usually you'd be working for some one else tomorrow. But after your little show I don't think the bars patronage are going to want to let you go, you've become quite popular. Maby you could even the see chieftain if you wanted, or you could move on to work for some one else its up to you. I would miss that hot body of yours if you decided to leave though." This information left Krystal pondering what she would do next. Liz mentioned if she was popular enough, she could see the chief and possiably be allowed to leave, although leaving was not much of a priority anymore. As Krystal was now more curious to see how the chief would "treat" her. Then there was the option to Stay working for Zara. She liked the atmosphere and the opportunities working with Zara presented. Lastly Krystal pondered the thought that she could see what else there was too "do" in a manner of speaking in the Village.