Who: Rose Wilson, Raven, OTA anyone else who might frequent The Brothel... When: Late 1800s ish Where: Wild West! Junction City What: General brothel stuff. Feel free to jump in on this thread if your character might or want to have any interactions at The Brothel... (We won't judge...) Rating: High. It's set in a brothel. Potential for seedy people, sex, violence, and language is high. Plus, Tarot Card readings and all the gossip you can handle. Giddy up!
It had been some time since Rose's mother had died, killed by a terrible man who did it solely because he was trying to go after her father. She had lost her left eye then, but few people knew the truth of that. Her mother, Lillian, had been the Madam of this brothel and she'd made it actually quite a high class place. So, Rose had ended up taking her place, becoming a rather young Madam herself.
Since taking over, the other painted ladies had no need to keep knives tucked away in the corsets or even had to lift a finger if a fellow roughed them up or didn't pay up: Rose always took care of them.
There was little else for a young woman to do, anyways. And it paid the bills. Rose certainly didn't abhor it, no, not in the slightest. She liked what she did. But what she really loved was that she knew everyone's business. It came with the territory. People liked to gossip when they didn't have their clothes on.
Other than that, Rose was friends with one or two of the other girls. She was friends with a girl who called herself 'Raven' and who lived on the main floor of the Brothel. She could read cards for some of the clients.
Sitting on Raven's bed, Rose flipped over one of the cards. "So. What does this one mean?"