Intoxica

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It was a private little bar, off the beaten path, yet somehow all manner of humans and non humans ended up there. Lustia had seen more ways of copulating then she thought possible and she was just the barmaid. She knew more deviant and perverse things were going on upstairs by the moans and screams of pleasure and pain that echoed through the night and sometimes part of the day.

OOC so this little thread is a bar in a pretechnology age, where all manner of beasts are familiar (orcs, ogres, minotaurs, centaurs, fairies, succumbi, incumbi, etc...)

My character is just the barmaid and has no idea that the food, wine, and the beer are heavily spiked with an ingredient that induces lust and passion.

So drop on by and have something to eat.....*grin*
 
Torg "Ed" Srgiuos

Torg hated travel even though for a goblin he blended fairly well in the human world. Though clearly not human his skin was scaly and almost human colored with a slight touch of green in it. His head was not deformed much at all from the humans, he only had two scale covered horns starting at his forehead and hugging the ridges of his skull till it started curving down at which point they stuck out about 4inches. His face however was not at all deformed in fact it was quite breathtaking. At 7 foot 243 lbs he was also taller and bigger than most humans his goblin muscles always made him stronger. All this kept humans from hassling him but they were just scared really and could let him go since he looked good. Being near humans made him upset and he needed a drink and some rest, so he stopped at some little bar off of the path a little way intent on getting drunk and if he was lucky killing some asshole human. Torg walked in and found the bar emty except for the barmaid, who was quite cute in Torg's opinion. He sat at a table and ordered a bottle of whatever was the strongest
 
I served up a pint of the strongest ale we had as I sized up the latest visitor to the Inn. I found myself watching him carefully as he slammed down the grog and ordered another. I obliged and took the coins and suddenly noticed that I was alone with this strong creature.
 
OOC: My character is a succubus, her name is Xidia, she walks naked, her bat-like wings fold around her body, red glowing eyes and hair red like the flames of her home...

IC: Xidia walked into the bar, the place was empty for exception of some kind of goblin and the barmaid... she walks to the bar and takes a seat... looking around the place, she had heard a lot about this bar...
 
Lustia

I walked over to the new customer wondering what kind of being she was. There was something primal about her as I asked her if she needed anything.
 
Xidia / Succubus

The pretty barmaid came to me, and asked if there was anything she could get for me...

Xidia looks at the barmaid up from her feet to her head... she grins... " Well why dont you bring me something to drink?... anything you recomend? "
 
Lustia

I kept my eyes down, trying not to stare at her as I said, "Dwarven Ale is rather robust, or we have Elven Wine, if you would rather have something sweeter I think there is some Fairy Dew in the back."
 
James Rayner

ooc: Name: James Rayner
Height :6'5
Weight: 220
Class: Ranger

The rest..up to your imagination. :D


IC:

*The door swings open, a soft breeze wafts through the room..A Darkly Mantled...tall young man walks in through the door, and closes it behind him, his sky blue eyes glinting brightly*

Hmm...


*he glances around the sparsely populated room..wondering if he'll be tossed out of THIS bar too..*
 
Frezhan Bovis

Her kind was rare... no, not female minotaurs - for had it been left to the magi who created the original males, the race would long since have been wiped out - but female minotaurs who escaped the drudgery of serving the bull males. Frezhan was different. She, of all cows she knew, had beaten several bulls to a pulp in her homeland, and left to make coin and seek adventure.

In this new land, she had found it. She worked freelance for any militia or noble who needed someone powerful and foolish enough to hunt down fleeing enemy. She stood taller than many of the bulls, at 7'8", but her frame, or was that her anger, was built for speed as well as strength and, together with an almost psychotic drive for danger and death, that made her an enemy to be reckoned with.

She slung her giant axe across her back as she strode into the tavern. Her money pouch bulged at her belt with the rewards of her last successful hunt. Her eyes took in the patrons before finding the barmaid.

"Mead!" she bellowed, and flicked a gold coin over to the barmaid.
 
Lustia

I brought out a strange looking green elixir to the strange woman, took a mug of foaming mead to the minotaur. I tried not to stare as I had heard the females had the ability to be as strong as the males but with the shortage of females most had been, pardon the term, cowed into breeding.

I finally deposited the money and got around to the tall young man who seemed more interested in the occupants than in drinking. I had to lean over to get his attention.

The air seemed charged as drinks were finished and I wondered what this night would bring Intoxica.
 
Xidia / Succubus

Thw maid gave me a green elixir and a mug of mead to the female minotaur that had taken a seat next to me... A man had arrived also... the maid walkes to the stranger... I taste the elixir brought to me by the maid... good taste...
 
Frezhan Bovis

Frezhan tipped the tankard back against her black face. She drained the mead almost in one swallow, then glanced around the bar to see which males were present for an evening's entertainment... females too come to that. One glance showed her the current selection was fairly good, if a little limited. Some had glanced in her direction when she entered, and stayed looking at her as she sank her first drink. She smiled and flicked out her long purple cow's tongue, licking around the inside of her tankard. Then, with a laugh, she called for another mead.
 
*he chuckled* Elven wine please Madam. It's naught been an easy journey...Sit with me, and share a cuppa?

*he smiled a little faintly..*
 
Lustia

I blushed as I fetched the elven wine. I slowly poured him a glass and seeing things were slow for moment took the offered seat but didn't drink anything myself. Last time I had eaten something after work my skin had burned with desire and I felt warm even thinking about it.
 
*The Man smiles*

Please have a drink. It's on me.

*He pours the wine, and offers for her, his eyes glinting*

It wont get busy for a time yet lass. and ye'll need somthin to fortify ye.
 
L

I took the money and tucked it away and I took a little sip of the wine. The bar seemed warm and my skin tingled a little as I glanced around making sure everyone had a drink as I sat and talked to this stranger who had not even given me his name.
 
James Rayner, Ifn ye please.

*He smiles, Taking a long sip of the wine ,and pausing...somthing extra in that wine, which soon made itself apparent to him, he smiled broadly*

Very fine quality. So, Miss...

*he let the name hang in the air, when awansered, he smiled*

Lovely name, are ye attached to anyone?
 
Lustia

"Lustia Heart, sir and no I'm not attached to anyone." I look down at my body wondering who I would be attached to and how as I take another sip of the drink feeling my blood coursing through my body and a strange warmth from between my legs.
 
Frezhan Bovis

"Lustia Heart?" Frezhan laughed. "Aye now there's a name with a story to tell and a tail to wag! Listen, honey, if you're gonna get down to business with this man, can you serve a customer first? Stack me up a dozen tankards of mead and I'll work my way through." She slammed down some more gold and added several coins extra. "Get something yourself - I think your man wants you loose tonight."
 
Lustia

I scurried off to fetch her a pitcher and and a foaming tankard. I returned not meeting her eyes as I gathered up the coins and checked on the other patrons. The name was actually the owner's idea and I had been in no position to argue. Everyone seemed fairly focused on their own drinks as I went back to the young man's table feeling as if I were watched as I took another sip of the drink.
 
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