You have made a subtle mistake, but what exactly did you do wrong?

You try to figure out why the mutated barman has been eying you so intensly. What did you do or say wrong? Suddently, it dawns in you. It was propably the brandy. Durenorian brandy is extremely expensive in these parts, nowadays. Only the most wealthy of nobles could afford it. Not just anyone. Especially not common whores and courtesans, like the one you are pretending to be. You sigh deeply, trying to relax. Well, what is done, is done. Now, you can only wait and see what happens. While you are waiting, you have the time to take a better look at the other patrons of the inn. By crossing your legs in an indifferent way, you lift your dress a few inches, fully exposing your tanned thighs to full view. instantly, more than a dozen gazes fall upon you.

  Unlike most other days, today the place is quite crowded. Unfortunately, as you can obviously see, you are the only female around today. No other courtesan has made an appearance yet. This would have normally been considered a strange thing, but considering what you have heard about Torgreg, it could be an indication that the Ogre will be coming today.The ogre has a reputation of a sadist, a depraved and wicked creature, whose actions are controled by his lusts. Few females have been known to have survived a session in his dungeons, and none without permanent damage. As a result no courtesan is willing to risk being caught and dragged back to the Ogre's mansion by his guards. The fact that soon you may have to find out the exact truth behind the reputations, sends a shiver down your whole spine.

  As you come out of your musings, you realise that you have been staring at a creature in front of you. It is a large muscular male ape-like beast known as Ragefur, but more commonly reffered to as an Ape-Man(though few would dare to say so in it's face).You can see that the creature is large, even for it's species, and has it's eyes set upon you. You instantly lower your eyes from him, not wishing to make him think that you were making a pass on him. Not that most other patrons are any more attractive. Two other creatures share the table with the Ragefur,  a Bugbear wearing the armor of a warrior from the southern continent of Tanimar, and a monstrous creature that has the features of a barbarian from the frozen steppes, but with scaled albino skin and large, leathery wings sprouting from his back.Yet his face is handsome after a fashion, yet a pair of tiny horns on his forehead, make his fiendish inheritage apparent. 

  On the other side of the room, near the fireplace, a group of five Devout swordsmen, foot soldiers of the Children of the Dark One, are playing a game of cards. Their laughs and cruel comments often involve you, and they are making no efforts to hide their remarks.they seem to be arguing about something, but you cannot clearly hear what. The words fuck, ass, pussy and whore come up very frequently in their conversations though.

  All of a sudden, you feel cold sweet running through your body. Slowly, even painfully at an extent, you turn your eyes towards the bar, where you see a creature clad in black, full-plate armour, staring towards you.You begin to panic, as you realise that the creature is a Dark Eye, sightless demons given flesh, that have the ability to read a persons' mind and soul!

 If you don't do something quickly, you will be discovered. But you cannot flee without drawing suspicions. It would almost be suicide. You could attempt to play deeper into the role of a courtesan and take one of the patrons as a "client". That might help you avoid being detected.