Visit the shop.

Just as the Black Hawk Rider described, down the way you see a finely painted pink shop with a brick foundation, and several roses decorating the windowsills. Though sandwiched between two larger buildings, Delicate Touch is not only cleaner, but far more vibrant than what surrounds it. A cute stone walkway leads up though a small yard of cut grass to a door half made of glass. Though shut, a sign hanging beside it reads, "Opened for Business".

As you open the door, a lovely melody plays. You can see the bell, though it doesn't sound like any you heard before. The music doesn't sync with its movement either. It seems to be some sort of magic spell. Inside, there's a faint, pleasant scent of perfume.

There are shelves and hangers covered in various styles and colours of lingerie, from the skimpiest panties, to the most erotic bras. There are some closer to costumes than undergarments. You do see ordinary underwear as well, though everything is made and displayed in a way more accustomed to jewellery than clothing.

The woman sitting behind the counter at the far end of the room is a sunheart, just old enough to begin showing her age with crow's feet by her eyes, and visible laugh lines around finely painted lips--vibrant and glossy yet a deep, dark, rich shade of crimson. Her dark hair is tied up into a bun. When you first see her, a moment before she notices your arrival, she's grooming her nails, each long and painted gold. But the moment the melody plays, she looks up.

Then upon noticing the size of your group, or perhaps how important you're seen as in your current wardrobe, surrounded by beautiful women, she stands straight up from her chair.

Her bright white teeth contrast her skin's dark tone in a captivating manner. She places down her nail file and steps quickly around to greet her customers. She wears a poofy black dress--modest, but it fits perfectly, and her slender legs are still quite present past her thighs--which is trimmed finely with golden thread, especially around her waist.

"Welcome to Delicate Touch! You can call me Ms. Nashiva." she says with enthusiasm. "What can I interest you all in today?"

Niki places a hand on both Amara's and Eva's shoulders and grins. "My two dear friends have been walking around commando, and they desperately need--"

"You've been driving me crazy lately!" In a fuss, Eva reaches up to grab the other's mouth.

"You trying to climb up here?" Niki asks.

"N-No! Don't you dare pick me up right now."

Amara nods her head with hands crossed in front of her waist. "We are looking for underwear, yes."

The shopkeep eyes your group over. With a sparkle in her eyes, she flips a sign up from behind the counter, and the loud click of her heels follows her past where you stand, and then out the front door. You briefly see that it reads, "Will Return Shortly," which she hangs outside the door that she locks upon closing it.

She then turns back to your group. "I welcome you. Delicate Touch has the finest lingerie in Tanver's Crossing, and you won't be disappointed." When speaking the word, "you," she seems to look specifically in your direction. "The gentleman should wait here. As for the rest of you, let's have some fun."

You watch as the girls are taken by the sunheart's lead. She gathers various garments along with them--rather swiftly, and more than they'd ever need--but they're then led to the backdoor.

She looks to you once more and curtsies politely. "Until our transaction is complete, you're my only customers, no matter how long it takes. Allow me to dress these fine women up. Be patient. I think it'll be worth it." Then with a wink, she shuts the door, leaving you alone in the shop.