Whats with this "?" Crap?! (Yes i want to be seated at the bar!)

"Id like to be seated at the bar," you explain. Taking a 'let them come to me' kind of approach. Its best to see how this place works... and what kind of women they have here before you decide to just stick your dick in some disease infested whore.

Besides you could use a drink before you talk to the king... and find out whatever new headache of an adventure your going to be on soon.

She smiles at you... "SURE THING suga, just follow me!"

The two of you saunter over to the bar, she has a brief dialogue with the bartender who gives you an ale on the house. You smell it first... noting that its not very strong, possibly watered down tho you dont try it yet.

"You let me know if ya need anything alright hun?" her voice is like nails on a chalk board but you forget that when her soft creamy skin touches your rough and scarred hand. Electricity shoots up your arm and suddenly you realize how long its been since you got your dick wet.

Before you say anything she walks away. Her tits leading the way.

You turn back to the bar... huddled over your drink, you take a look around.

There are a number of pros working various johns all around the room. Some of them drop dead sexy, some of them looking like they got jacked up with the ugly stick more than once.

There is a man descending the stairs with a lute...possibly a bard or a minstrel... maybe live entertainment? You groan at the thought of it.

On the other end of the room, huddled in a corner you notice a security ogre.

Other than that the only thing of interest is the bar and a cute young looking girl sitting alone in the middle of the room. For some reason no one is bothering her.