The Silken Siren Brothel
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Return to the World of Ice and Fire and enjoy one of its many pleasure houses. The Dornishmen are quite liberal when it comes to sexuality...
As you open the outwardly simple and yet quite heavy door of the establishment, you can tell that you are somewhere special. A warm rush of perfumed air (spiced incense, sweet wine, and the musk of sweat and silk) greets you. Inside, the brothel hums with low laughter, the gentle strum of a lute, and the occasional sigh of pleasure from shadowed alcoves. Golden lanterns glow softly, almost feeling warm. In the lounge, a statuesque Lysene woman with silver-gold hair piled high, draped in shimmering Myrish lace is undoubtedly the madam here
Madam Lysarra turns her violet eyes toward the newcomer, a smile playing on her lips like a cat who's spotted a plump mouse.
Welcome, sweet stranger! she purrs, gliding forward with the grace of a woman who has spent a lifetime making men forget their own names The Silken Siren does sing for you tonight. Do you come for pleasure... perhaps privacy as you relax, or... something more?
Welcome, sweet stranger! she purrs, gliding forward with the grace of a woman who has spent a lifetime making men forget their own names The Silken Siren does sing for you tonight. Do you come for pleasure... perhaps privacy as you relax, or... something more?
In the back, a dusky-skinned Summer Islander drapes herself over a chaise, sipping Arbor wine with a lazy grin, while a pale, freckled girl in gauzy silk pretends to be shy (though her eyes gleam with mischief). They are all watching you with curiosity.