People believe that danger comes with the night. The darker the night the greater the risk. Especially since, during the nighttime, the dark creatures come to watch the humans. It was late autumn and a rainy night. The town was covered in shadow. The shadow...the eternal ally of the dark elves, or drows, as they call themselves.
Only a few humans knew about them, but what they knew was that drows were merciless killers and great warriors. Drows were elves with black skin and white hair. Just as their cousins the light elves, drows had pointed ears and a long life span. In contrast to the light elves, they did practice more black magic than white magic.
A lonely figure covered with a long cloak was walking toward the town's gates. One of the guards woke up and saw him approaching.
"Hold right there! What business do you have, stranger? "He was ready to attack the stranger with his weapon if need be. The figure smirked.
"I am just looking for shelter. Will you let me in? "
"Why should I?" The guard was still suspicious. Who would look for shelter at this time of night?
"I can pay you. I only want a place to stay and something to eat". He was waiting patiently for the guard to decide. He did not have to wait too long.
The doors opened with a long creaking noise, letting him enter. He tossed a small bag to the guard.
"There is no shelter at this time of the night, but maybe you can find something in the local brothel. I have heard that they recently got some new girls, all beautiful. You can check it yourself if you want." The guard said in a now more friendly tone. The figure only nodded.
'Hm... the brothel. That sounded interesting.' he thought. After all, he was sick of the cruelty of the women he knew. All of them were the same and their main pleasure was torturing males and sometimes even females. Besides there was the fact that it was far too long since he felt a woman's touch on his body. 'Why not...' He surely had enough money to pay for a female, so he decided that he would let himself relax and enjoy.
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Madame Ruby, a woman in her late forties but still in very god shape, was smoking a pipe. She would do that every time she was not pleased with something. Today the reason for her bad mood was the rain. The damned rain was falling almost continuously for a week now and that was bad for her business. Because of the weather almost nobody visited the brothel. Maybe it was a bad idea to buy new girls after all.
Slaves were always expensive, especially young and beautiful girls. Because of the money she had spent on the girls, the whole brothel was almost out of the money. There were men who would come for pleasure and pay her, but itt was not enough to supply everybody in the brothel with food and other things.
There was a knock on the door. 'Oh, a customer! How wonderful!' she thought and hurried to the door to open it. There stood a tall figure covered with a cloak. She could not see his face, but judging by his body, it was a strong young man. For a second Madame Ruby wished that she could please this man herself.
"Good evening sir." She cheerfully addressed him.
"Good evening ma'am. I am looking for shelter and some food." His voice was deep and attractive.
"You chose a good place. Is there anything else that I can offer you?" she asked as he entered the brothel.
"For now food and a room to stay will be enough. Thank you."
"If you wish anything...anything else I will gladly make your wish come true." She let him in, never taking her eyes off this dark stranger. Although he entered, he did not remove the hood of his cloak from his head. However, she could clearly see the rest of his body. He wore heavy boots, brown pants, and a long blue tunic. He wore brown gloves, which also he did not remove. He sat down at the table near the window and ordered food.
Madame Ruby called her girls and they brought him the food and good alcoholic drink. Some of them were observing his body like Madame Ruby, some were wondering if he could pay them for the food and the drink, but most of them were slightly scared because of his covered face.
"Is he some kind of assassin?" one girl asked, watching him eat peacefully.
"He does not seem to be one", said another. "He is too calm to be an assassin."
"Are you sure? You never know and why is he hiding his face?"
"Girls, instead of talking, you could ask him if he wants some company." Madame Ruby was saying impatiently.
She needed money and was more than ready to do anything for him. The two prostitutes approached the stranger. He talked little, but was polite to them. They were lovable to him and after he finished his meal, the stranger asked for a girl.
"There are girls to suit all tastes... young, old, skillful, patient, impassioned..." Madame Ruby was enumerating the girls who were working in the brothel. The stranger was listening to her patiently.
"I want a girl who can massage and whose heart is pure, "he said.
"I just know THE girl for you sir." Madame Ruby said. She turned to other girls.
"Do you plan to send HER? ", one asked. Madame Ruby stared at her.
"Yes, and you know that she cannot stay untouched forever. Now show him the room and send her to him. "Madame Ruby connected her palms. " The little dove will have work tonight."
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