lilliofthenight (lilliofthenight) wrote in thedas, @ 2010-09-20 19:02:00 |
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Entry tags: | ! thread, & before 9:45, @ lillie tharelle, @ ordhan wyland |
Backscene: A Winter's Tale
Who: Lillian Tharelle, Ordhan Wyland
When: 10 Cassus, 9:28
Where: The Pearl, Denerim
Summary: After a particularly bad day at work Ordhan goes to the Pearl.
Rating: M
Complete
Outside the wind was gusting. Snow lined the edges of the glass and Lillie could see it swirling through the dark air of the night. Inside the fireplaces were both blazing, and regularly tended by the barkeep and the Mistress to keep the guests comfortable. After all, if they were cold then they would be less likely to take off their clothes.
Hot cider was simmering over the fire closest to the bar, and was the regular drink of the evening, doctored with a little bit of amber liquor and sipped out of squat mugs. There were only a few customers; those willing to brave the storm and chill to seek out the company of a pretty woman (or man). Mostly it was quiet though and Lillie sat on one of the low couches, her feet tucked up beneath her.
Tamrith sat beside her, clutching a mug between her thin hands and chattering about some pretty jewel one of her customers had brought her. Sometimes they brought gifts, but it was quite obvious the young man who visited Tamrith was infatuated with her. Lillie smiled at her friend and nodded, fingering the skirts of her dress.
It was bright blue, a color that played up her eyes, and made of a thick muslin that was warm enough for the winter weather. The bodice was fitted, as were the long sleeves, but the neckline was cut lower than would be proper for any other type of woman. The full skirt of the dress settled around her easily, keeping her slippered feet warm.
Other girls milled the room, some had retreated to their own rooms for the night, others lingered by the fire sipping cider and gossiping. A group of customers sat nearby, gathered around a table playing cards. They traded bets and barbs, but were less boisterous tonight than others. Still, many were on their way to being drunk enough that it could change.