milkmaiden38
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Penny
The 16 story Oakwood Office building stood on the corner of Summer Street and Citadel Ave. It was a stately building solidly constructed. Everything you would expect from the dwarven stonemasons who had designed and built it. But the building’s better days were in its past. Formerly a bank, it was now a collection of small offices and shops. Everything from a tailor shop for Tree-folk to a cleric for your pet.
Penny from the 10th floor insurance adjuster’s office had made her way up to the 11th floor and now stood in front of the Detective’s door. The door had fogged glass in the upper half with big bold black letter stating “Mitch Dard, Private Investigator”. Like the building, Mitch’s business had seen better days.
Penny did not think so. She had a small crush on the detective, but would never ever ask him out. He was a minotaur, after all. She stood at the door a moment before knocking. She could hear Mr. Dard inside… it sounded like he was brewing coffee. Which made sense, it was 9:30 in the morning. But then she heard a hard liquor decanter being opened, liquid being poured into a coffee cup, followed by drinking and “aww”. She knew the coffee was not done as it continued to brew. She was confused.
She decided it was now or never. She knocked softly on the door. Penny was a good looking human but with so many sexy elves around, you might not think to look twice at her. She had brown straight hair and a kind face. She wore very little makeup, but she did not need a lot.
“Are you busy, Detective Dard?” she asked. “It’s Penny from one floor below.” She added.View attachment 2138929
The 16 story Oakwood Office building stood on the corner of Summer Street and Citadel Ave. It was a stately building solidly constructed. Everything you would expect from the dwarven stonemasons who had designed and built it. But the building’s better days were in its past. Formerly a bank, it was now a collection of small offices and shops. Everything from a tailor shop for Tree-folk to a cleric for your pet.
Penny from the 10th floor insurance adjuster’s office had made her way up to the 11th floor and now stood in front of the Detective’s door. The door had fogged glass in the upper half with big bold black letter stating “Mitch Dard, Private Investigator”. Like the building, Mitch’s business had seen better days.
Penny did not think so. She had a small crush on the detective, but would never ever ask him out. He was a minotaur, after all. She stood at the door a moment before knocking. She could hear Mr. Dard inside… it sounded like he was brewing coffee. Which made sense, it was 9:30 in the morning. But then she heard a hard liquor decanter being opened, liquid being poured into a coffee cup, followed by drinking and “aww”. She knew the coffee was not done as it continued to brew. She was confused.
She decided it was now or never. She knocked softly on the door. Penny was a good looking human but with so many sexy elves around, you might not think to look twice at her. She had brown straight hair and a kind face. She wore very little makeup, but she did not need a lot.
“Are you busy, Detective Dard?” she asked. “It’s Penny from one floor below.” She added.View attachment 2138929