Some Would-Be Heroes

[Demetri Malius]

"Of course, here is my payment for the night. Yes, I am sure we haven't met before, perhaps I just have a familiar face."

Lisette bounced around the inn after paying for her room, her burgundy dress fluterring as she twirled and smiled. It had been a while since she had come to Minas Tirith, and all too often it was for work. She supposed she might be able to do her scouting her while she had some fun, but if not, at least there was still the fun.

Along with her burgundy dress, she wore a full corset and bronze bracers, playing off of a royal design. Her long blone hair was pulled back into a low braid, and she seemed all to happy to frolick about. She then approached the bar, requesting a small glass of wine. She waited patiently before feeling a tug on her skirt, yelping as a small dwarf came out from beneath her dress.

"No peekin from me miss, promise. Ye were in me way."

The dwarf gave a giggle and wandered off.

"Damned little pervert." Lisette straightened herself up and pulled on her dress, keeping it close as she sat down at the bar, her drink now ready.

"No class at all from the damned dwarfs. They act like they own the place." Lisette squirmed in her seat, flustered by the encounter.

"Once you get used to them, it ain't so bad." The bartender spoke up.

"So says you, I don't think I can ever come close to tolerating them around me."

Lisette turned in her seat, watching the stairs. While she was taking a moment to calm down, she might as well see who else spent the night here. It was the first inn visible when you entered the city, so it was a perfect spot to find adventurers and the like, or what Lisette liked to call, 'poor milksops'. Every so often you did get the occasional bad boy, and Lisette was always sure to work to her full extent to woo them. Those were the best challenges, but men were so easily swayed by even the slightest lift of her skirt, so typical. Even the baddest couldn't help but give in to their animal instincts. Plus, they tended to pack the best goods to take, in more ways than one.

In all of her thoughts, she hadn't realized that her drink was now empty, that is until she was staring at the bottom of it.

"Another dear 'tender. My thirst is not yet quenched."