The Evening Nip

Eager to learn more about EroFights you decide to head to the bar that you've seen advertisements of in the elevators and bulletin boards around the hotel -“The Evening Nip”.

No doubt you’ll find many like-minded individuals here to mingle with and maybe even find a match or two!

As you walk in the smells of the bar hit you in a wave, heavy incense and perfume nearly cause you to double over and gag as you make your way in but collecting yourself, you stumble to the bar.

Behind the bar is a smart-looking chap in a three-piece suit. As you take your seat he comes over to your with clipped precision and lays down a coaster. “welcome to the Evening Nip sir, what can I get for you?” his voice carries a slight haughtiness - born of years of training, you assume.

You ask for a beer and before you can turn around an ice-cold bottle is waiting on your coaster, you slip the barkeep a crumpled note and take a look around the bar itself. It's quite small despite how it looks from the outside but for all of its lack of floor space it more than makes up for it in its homey feel.

The booths on the opposite wall have black plush cushions that you could imagine sinking into and never escaping from. The walls are covered with memorabilia and signed photos of several famous EroFighters.

You spy a signed photo right above the bar and point to it as you ask the bartender “is that the owner?” He gives you a sideways glance and says “why yes, that's the Countess herself” You stare at the picture, the Countess seems to be beaming with joy standing atop her defeated foe holding aloft the belt that hangs above the picture itself.

A shiver runs down your spine as you imagine the fight that must have preceded that then you turn back to face the rest of the bar out of the corner of your eye you see...