A tavern in the mythical lands of Ytria. The Wrinkled Feather is the drinking, gambling, and whoring capital of the underground. Come on by.

Down on your luck, you approach the tavern. The sign outside says, "The Wrinkled Feather."

I make my way down the stairs and call out, "Hello? I'm here about the help wanted sign out front?"

An older balding man walks out of a smoke filled office, his greasy combover and still lit cigar only adding to his slimy vibe, "Ah yes, and thats for the tavern whore position"

"What are you, deaf?" he says, "For the whore position. Alright now tell me about yourself. Gender, name, age, and your physical stats." After I don't immediately respond he says, again, "Well?!"