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In the Vein of the Viper (Alastyrr and Ontos)

"He'a, bredda. Ju'a Long Stride Brew," Ma'Lynn said as she set down a mug of some kind of foaming drink down on a table in front of one of the patrons in her Den. She offered him a wink and a gentle pat on the shoulder as she passed, the bangles looped around her wrists and ankles jingling together with her movements. The wink, of course, wasn't sincere at all, but was just a ploy in order to con the man out of leaving a few more coins than normal as a tip. Common practice in the Den, but apparently something often welcomed as it was something that rarely ever failed, even for the other barmaids she'd hired to help keep the Den running smoothly.

Grinning a little bit to herself, Ma'Lynn took a deep breath and inhaled the sweet scent some of the hookas being smoked in the corner were emitting, infusing the Den with one of the only kinds of shisha that 'Lynn allowed to be smoked in her establishment, mostly because of its pleasant, calming scent. The smoke wasn't allowed to linger and hinder vision inside of the Den however, as various holes near the ceiling of the Den provided ample air ventilation. Just one more way 'Lynn kept her pride and joy accessible to all.

Unfortunately, it was a somewhat slow day. Middle of the week wasn't usually the best for business, but even then, that didn't keep the Den from pulling in quite a few heads to partake in its services. It wasn't packed, but there were enough people for a quiet buzz of overlapping conversation to be present, drowning out any one conversation from being heard unless someone listened hard enough.

Listen is exactly what 'Lynn did though. Grinning to herself, she slowly wandered the Den, picking out tidbits of conversation before stopping to occupy herself with something somewhere nearby where she could eavesdrop, sometimes even not even hiding that she was listening in--or, chiming in on the conversation herself before moving on to different pastures. It was a slow day, but it was a good day.

Eventually, her wandering and slowly looking around made her attention catch on something she'd seen all too often in her time as the Den's owner: there was someone sitting at the counter, looking over at the stairwell that lead to the brothel that was the second floor with what they thought was probably an inconspicuous glance. Probably either someone trying to figure out a way to con their way up those stairs, or possibly just embarrassed by the thought of being there. It was all too amusing to her, as she never really understood what the big deal was. She had something for everyone up there, as well as some very experienced and extremely "friendly" staff.

Meanwhile, as Gale turned to the counter and ordered his drink, a somewhat attractive--if mostly plain--brown-skinned woman was the one that took his order. Her eyes were a stormy grey with what looked like a hint of blue upon closer glance, and her hair was tied into three 'tails'--two on either side of her temple, and one tied at the back of her head. Her hair seemed to have been dyed a mixture of purple with burgundy highlights. "Fine. One 'beer' coming up," she responded with a sarcastic roll of her eyes before retrieving his drink. A moment later, she set a wooden mug down in front of him and said, "Stonebreaker Brew. If that's not what you wanted, I don't care; be more specific next time you order," she said, a little annoyed. "You opening up a tab or closing it out?"

But a moment after she asked that, 'Lynn approached with a quiet jangle of her bangles and seated herself next to Gale as she addressed the woman behind the bar. "Ca'aful, lil' Nightingale. Ju ain't gonna get any tips bein' dat snippety." This was then met with this supposed Nightingale saying, "Yeah, I know that, L, but half these guys expect me to be a mind reader! I may be good but I'm not that good," she grumped, an irritated pout on her face. 'Lynn giggled at that and shrugged. "It be ju'a livelyhood, If it were me, I'd apologize to de..." she paused, glancing over to Gale to openly eye him up and down once before returning her attention to Nightingale. "Nice man. Neva' know, ju might even wind up goin' home wit' him if ju play ju'a ca'ads right," she laughed, all while Nightingale rolled her eyes in exasperation. "I'm 'sorry' for my 'insolence', ser knight. Truly, what a fool I've been. I can only pray you can find it in your heart to forgive me," she said after, her words nearly dripping with insincerity.

In the Vein of the Viper (Alastyrr and Ontos)

Name: Ma'Lynn, Paramour of the Viper Den
Gender: Female
Age: 31

Likes: humor, dance, good stories, acting, philosophy

Dislikes: mindless do-gooders, loss of freedom, being forced into something, attempts at guilting her.

Appearance: 'Lynn is a fairly tall woman with dark, chocolate skin and short, equally dark hair typically styled into a fauxhawk. Her ears, brows and nose are all pierced with silver studs and clips--though not to excession--each piercing easily standing out against her skin. Her lips are free of these adornments save for the usual smirk of amusement there, making it constantly seem as if she knew something that others may not, or that she was laughing at the situation at hand.

On her wrists and ankles are a multitude of loose fitting bangles, all of which jingle with every step and movement she makes, though this seems more to aid her dancing than to be obnoxious. Her clothes are usually kept simple: her preference seems to be a black, sleeveless vest that cuts short a little bit above her navel, and a flowing skirt whose hem ends about mid-calf, displaying the bangles on her ankles as well as her bare feet.

Personality: It's difficult to peg 'Lynn, even to anyone who's known her for some time. She's quick to change alliances when one faction no longer benefits her, or if a different faction amuses or interests her in a great way... mostly the latter, as history stands.

Even when she's having simple conversation with new people, her tendency to not take much seriously makes her confusing, and potentially dangerous to talk to. When one can actually understand her past her accent, her words and intentions are often not what they appear, given that she loves to act for her own amusement.

Bio: 'Lynn doesn't talk much about her past. Typically when the question is broached, she tells each questioner a different story, or just dodges it entirely. She enjoys keeping people guessing and thinking, and she's not afraid to lie to assist that.

Something commonly known however, is that she's the proud owner of the Viper Den.

Viper Den:
The Viper Den, often referred to by most residents of Quinn's Line as the Jewel of the Slums. This popular drinking hole is situated roughly in between Quinn's Line's harbor and downtown districts, and is referred to this way for its appearance and service. Besides being a renowned place for drinking and socializing, it's also a hot spot for rumors and information. The Paramour seems to enjoy this side of her Den's nature, and can often be seen partaking in these rumors, whether it be listening, creating, or spreading.

The Den boasts one other thing that has helped spread its popularity: prostitutes. The finest, cleanest prostitutes around, in fact. The second floor of the large establishment is where both men and women go to find a bit of companionship, and this floor--much like the rest of the Den--is kept safe by some of the bodyguards that the Paramour has on constant watch. These courtesans, both male and female, are deemed the cleanest because no one person is admitted entry without some official document stating that they themselves are clean.

Despite the less-than-moral character of the Den, the establishment is actually kept in pristine condition. Neither the Paramour or her bodyguards facilitate any kind of violence or conflict, and if any budding situation that could be deemed dangerous or hazardous raises its ugly head, it is quickly thrown outside without remorse. Their business is always welcomed back at later date, of course, but the Paramour prides herself greatly on her Den's reputation, and has strived to keep it a place people continue wanting to go back to.

In the Vein of the Viper (Alastyrr and Ontos)

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