The party went down to Murky Street and onto Beggar's Street without incident, though the package seemed to get heavier in Rovan's hand as they continued while the night grew darker and chillier as a deep fog settled in.
They took a right after the Tripping Trident and onto Hedonist Street, with its red lamps hung over doorways, casting crimson light over lithe forms that beckoned the party to come closer. The group ignored the offers of the purchasable women as well as the strange devices and services offered by the occasional decadent shop until they reached the opening of the Plaza of Profuse Pleasures.
There were a number of women in the Plaza, more than on Hedonist Street to be sure. Most congregated in groups until they saw a mark among the various nobles, mercenaries, and sailors who had come for either curiosity or business.
Three approached the party themselves, a young lady just out of her teenage years, a more middle-aged one who still retained a hint of her former attractiveness, and an older woman who should have given up the career long ago. The young one asked,"What have you got there young man? A gift for me and my lady friends? Well, we like gifts..."
They attempted to block your path, the three women taking turns making offers to each of the men while ignoring Lola.