The Native Folk

[pathofsilence]

[Crescentia is a vast continent with a myriad of races, cultures, and people! There's a few natives one might encounter when visiting The Blushing Lotus that seem more or less at home. From adventurers, to clerics, and even the Empress herself, the Lotus is a location that seems to draw in all types for a little hot and steamy release!~]



Lethe Riven
~A kindly, mute woman who has quite a collection of horrible burn scars. While the Lotus would not be her first pick of an 'inn', she does enjoy the company of others...and the chance to relieve some stress is most welcome. She's likely only going to be able to afford one of the cheaper rooms, or be found soaking in the basement springs.~
-OTA-



Eleni Esellia
~A paranoid young woman with lavender hair. Despite her young appearance, she's over two hundred years old...and the current Empress of Crescentia. Not that she's going to be forthcoming with that information. She's typically forced to relax at the Lotus by her most loyal retainer and best friend, Viviri Ryvelle. She's only going to feel somewhat comfortable in the more luxurious rooms.~
-Slight M/F preference-



Kyrie Riven
~A devout priestess and chosen one of the Moon Goddess, Silennia. She's also a vampire. And a damn good cook! She's a little shy, but a gentle touch and a warm body will get her all cuddly and lewd with a little work. She'll probably take one of the cheaper rooms.~
-Slight M/F preference-



Vellsha Himri
~A young mage originally from Bethvoss, the City of Eternal Night. She comes from a long line of dark mages, despite her relatively cheerful personality. Unlike her family though, she became an adventurer and journeyed to Tiriliastar to continue her studies into magic, where she attempts to learn time magic...more or less successfully. Unfortunately, she's cursed to be almost perpetually frail and sickly. She has a bad habit of 'talking to herself' too. She's actually speaking to her sentient scarf, though.~
-M/F-



'Captain' Idell Harley
~One of the most well-known mercenary pirates from Sin Cove. She owes no loyalties but to the highest bidder...and if someone happens to outbid you? Ha. Sorry, no refunds. She has no qualms about having a roll in the hay with a pretty girl, or the occasional male. She'll splurge on the more luxurious rooms because that's more her style...unless you want her to show you her ship!~
-Slight F/F preference.-



Fesìr Sariev
~An archer who hails from Aemir, his marksmanship is said to be second to none. He's typically cool-headed and seemingly carefree, but has an arrogant side. The man has been more or less spoiled all his life. Rumor has it he's related to Queen LinYeh herself, and that he's trained with the all-female assassin's guild; The Silken Fangs. He doesn't have a room preference. Whatever's open, really.~
-M/F-



Lady Kiri
~The owner of The Blushing Lotus. She's a spectral Kitsune with...almost indescribable power, said to rival that of even the oldest dragons. She's bound to the city of Kiri-Tsza, but she makes the most out of it. She's a fairly kind woman, but she loves to tease. Pleasure is her business, after all. Try not to destroy anything in her establishment, or upset any of her regular patrons. You'll regret it.~
-OTA-

((ooc: Okay, so I figured putting up a bunch of my OCs from the setting would be a good idea! Feel free to put up a toplevel stating who you want and we can get started! If you want a little more information on the setting itself, check out Lethe's journal. It's WIP though.))

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Lady Kiri, c'mere!

[zenoh]

[ Ayame is a woman with a less than happy past while she was still human. So much that she retired and left that life behind, starting anew and traveled far and wide. Her heart settled on Kiri-Tsza, a city that matches her aesthetic and grants her a peace she's been longing for some time, keeping her identity as a transcendent entity a secret. This is where she met Lady Kiri, a woman with similar power and taste that Ayame couldn't help but be drawn to. Their frequent talks and listening in to certain radio idols together has helped Ayame feel more comfortable with her life overall, for it is nice to find a friend she can relate to... or someone to roll around in the sheets with. Ayame and Kiri have used a way to communicate subtly when one of them are in the mood for a passionate night together. Messages mailed to the Blushing Lotus or the Atelier shop that Ayame operates with seemingly innocent koans are the code that the sender is inviting the other, and one of them just so happened to send said code today.

Later that night, Ayame meets with Kiri at the lobby, acting casual with the other while Ayame books a room at the fourth floor. Ayame prepares the room while waiting for Kiri, donning a crimson robe over some lacy lingerie and lying down on the bed surrounded by the softest pillows. The flowery scent puts Ayame deeper into the haze she's feeling from all this anticipation. Sensing a presence approach and stop by the door to her room, Ayame sits up to greet her visitor ]

Took you long enough. I was about to get started on my own.

[ A giggle is audible in her speech, teasing her friend with an inviting look and gesture. Her robe isn't closed, so Ayame freely lets Kiri see her ample bust and the curves of her hips ]

[ OOC: Let me know if there's anything needs changing. I also have a kink list for Ayame. Let me know what sort of things you want to play with these two ]

[whatthefoxsays]

[The progenitor of an entire race and an extremely powerful spirit mage when she was still alive, her powers only compounded when Kiri transcended the boundaries of life and death. Needless to say it was rare for her to find someone she could actually relate to. While their little notes were typically subtle, Kiri tended to be anything but in person. The spectral woman was quite a flirt...and had quite the dirty mind.

She graciously accepted Ayame's money, although she still never let on what exactly she used currency for. The dead had no need for belongings! The upper floors were her favorite of course. Kiri designed them all, although she still remained surprised that the adorable Empress had granted her permission to create this establishment.

In need of a little 'stress relief' herself, the Kitsune woman made her way to the top floor, and paused in front of the door...before just flickering through it. Pfff...who uses doors anyway?]

Now, is that any way to greet a friend?~

[She teases, but smirks as she gets an eyeful of the other woman's curves.]

Appearance aside, anyway.

[zenoh]

[ The messages were more Ayame's idea, since she usually can't keep up with Kiri's flirting before she is reduced to a blushing mess, especially when Kiri turns up the forward sordidness of their conversation. Seeing Kiri before her, and alone in this room with her, makes Ayame's heart pause. She takes a quiet breath in of that aphrodisiac aroma. ]

Apologies.

[ Then she vanishes, appearing behind Kiri to wrap her arms around the kimono clad woman. Ayame nuzzles on the back of Kiri's neck, brushing the kitsune's long locks with her cheek. Ayame's hands caress the silken fabric over Kiri's waist as she whispers to her lover's ear ]

Well? How about this for a greeting, hm?

[whatthefoxsays]

[At least Ayame knows where the Kitsune got their flirtatious and seductive nature from!~ Kiri's own attire consists of a lovely purple kimono that's still completely on her. Her partner knows by now that she doesn't have to physically undress.

The ancient spirit lets out an amused hum as Ayame suddenly embraces her from behind, tracing a finger over one of the woman's hands. However, the thought of making herself intangible just for fun did cross her mind.]

Much better.~

[zenoh]

Good.

[ Ayame focuses on feeling the touch that finger over her hand, sending some pleasing goosebumps along her arm. Ayame's caress lingered just a bit more on Kiri's waist before running along that obi, going up towards the sides of Kiri's breasts, mostly to entice the Kitsune.

One hand flew gently to touch Kiri's chin to lead it towards the side, with Ayame's eager lips waiting to give Kiri a kiss, all while the other hand drifts along Kiri's chest until the palm of Ayame's hand runs along to cup Kiri's breast. The aphrodisiac in the room has already heightened Ayame's lust to the point of just wanting Kiri here and now. ]

So what sort of fun do you want us to have tonight, darling?

[whatthefoxsays]

[Kiri's touch is cool, but not icy as some might expect of a spirit. She can't help but let out a soft giggle as Ayame's hands wander upwards, just shy of the curves hidden by her kimono.

She doesn't resist the kiss, and instead wholeheartedly leans into it, even nipping playfully at the other woman's bottom lip. The Kitsune woman is immune to her own magic, but appreciates what it does.~]

Mm!~ Oh, the usual. I expect to see you made into a quivering mess by the end of the night.~

[She teases, her tail splitting into nine, the fluffy appendages caressing and wrapping around Ayame's body.]

[zenoh]

I look forward to it.

[ Ayame just dove in for another kiss, considering it a part of her response to her lover's expectation of what would result of their night. She senses the soft appendages that wrap around her body, locking her in a tight yet gentle embrace all over. The act made Ayame feel like firing back, no longer skirting the swell of Kiri's chest and going straight for the attack with one hand cupping Kiri's breast, while the other hand finding someplace more intimate, further down Kiri's chest.

While they share a passionate kiss, Ayame's hand drift down the flat of Kiri's abdomen, heading towards the dip between her legs where the pads of her fingertips seek to find those folds to touch and please ]

I'm calling Lethe

[im_gonna_heal_u]

[ Honestly? Konoka just wanted a bath.

This entire inn was kind of an adventure to itself, being both so close to home and yet not quite. The baths are just like the inns she knows, the decor is familiar to someone steeped in Japan like she is. But there are differences, the conversations seem different, describing places she's never been but sure don't exist on the old world she calls home. She hadn't been everywhere on the magical world, but the names there aren't familiar either. Getting lost through teleportation is a thing that can happen, as she has learned all too well... twice now.

But she does appreciate just how accommodating this place is. The Blushing Lotus is perhaps a bit more saucy than she'd normally take, but Konoka is an adventurous sort, and if she can navigate the magical world, then surely she could survive in another world entirely.

But having been all over the place today just looking for gainful employment and a place to continue developing her magic, Konoka had found herself somewhat exhausted and in need of a soak. The hot springs are a wonderful place to soothe her bones and deal with the sweat on her skin. With her hair done up, she laid down and relaxed completely naked, unaware that she wasn't alone, and hadn't been since she stepped in the bath. She had just randomly decided to look left when she saw the other woman. Jumping up in surprise, she only stopped herself when she realized that yes, it was another woman and no, she was not a threat, furthest from it, actually! ]

Wow, you surprised me!

[pathofsilence]

[Lethe enjoyed spending much of her time here soaking in the hot water. It made it a bit easier for her to move for a while. That, and it was just so easy to sit back and relax. Something she honestly didn't get to do all that often. Kiri-Tsza had always been one of her favorite cities. It was just so beautiful, and even at night everything seemed to glow with magic. Just like these little hot springs. Fireflies and lanterns fueled by magic lit the area just enough to be able to see where you're going.

Needless to say, the ex-inquisitor enjoyed her soak in silence, although she did hear someone else enter. Lethe took a moment to sink just a bit deeper into the water, up to her shoulders before the other girl managed to spot her.

While she was unable to vocalize her response, she raised her hands nonthreateningly and gave Konoka a sheepish smile. There's clearly no threat here.]

[im_gonna_heal_u]

[ Konoka paused once she saw there was no threat. It didn't yet register to her that the other woman in there with her had no voice to speak of, but rather than wait for an answer it seemed the gesture was enough. ]

I'm fine! It's just like I said, you surprised me.

[ She settled back down now, attempting to get a look at her guest. It was then she noticed some of those burn scars and their severity. Concern graced her features, but she wasn't entirely sure if bringing it up was a good idea. ]

[pathofsilence]

[Gestures are really the most Konoka's going to get from her. She can't exactly use pen and paper down here. She gave the younger girl a nod, followed by a slight apologetic bow.

She did notice that Konoka seemed to be staring a bit at her, and she immediately knew why. Her scars were pretty extensive...and the other girl couldn't even see most of them yet. A faint blush crept across her cheeks before she glanced away.]

[im_gonna_heal_u]

[ Konoka had to think a little faster than she was. The girl's reaction told her that she had already come across a sore point, and the last thing she needed was to make a bad impression on the first person she had met face to face! Still, the curiosity of it compelled her to wonder if she could do something for the woman. She couldn't heal them as they were probably far too old, but she could at least see if she could do something about the pain.

...some time later. No need to press her right now. ]

It's alright. I'm sorry for staring.

[ Konoka decided herself to just sink in the water and relax for a little bit, and strike up some different subject a little later. ]