You reply: "Only if you don't have the coin"

He smiles at her, "I'm not about to welch, you'll run right to my wife and make the rest of my week miserable." You think hard about what you say next, eventually you settle on firmness, "You shelter my horse, feed me, and let me have a room for tonight, and I'll trade you the throat of a follower of The Burning Rose, to use at your pleasure."

Thomas smiles, one that betrays his knowledge of bartering. "Oh, why would I go through all this trouble for something I can get for a few coin from a beggar?" You fire back "My throat isn't something equitable to a common whore."

He shrugs back, "You're right, common whores have nice tender necks that let me tickle em in the tonsils. Your, uncommon whoreness, will puke all over my floor."

He looks at her with penetrating eyes. "Is your pucker still closed or are you one of those members that let every dick-and-tom mount 'em in the shitthole? Most of the "Order" girls I've heard of, have been fucked more in the ass than most of the girls I've brought down here." He sighs, "Loopholes. If they're there, people are gonna use 'em."

"Sir, I am a maiden on a very important mission involving demons. I need my horse healthy, my belly full, and a warm bed to rest on." you say hoping to retake control, but Thomas quips "And I want to be married to a wife that isn't cold as the polar caps, it's nice to want things."

"Name your price, tavernmaster." You say through gritted teeth, fed up with negotiations already.

He smiles deeply before making his offer, "I'll feed you, if I can fuck those pert little melons and spill my seed on your face like a good little whore. You'll call me daddy, and **** my cock too! I'll pay to keep your horse, for the joy of your pucker. I'll even be charitable, and give it something to keep you warm tonight... But you don't get a room without taking a fat load of my seed in that cunt. I like thinking about my whore's bellied and as miserable as I am. Plus, keeping you off the books tonight will be too much effort."

The way he scratches his blonde beard with a scowl on his face makes it clear this his final offer... Take it, or leave it.