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Isabela had soon found her place in the third sector. This place was bustling with bars, brothels and brawls. Felt exactly like Kirkwall, if she was being honest with herself. She blended in rather nicely, having to fend off the odd cretin here and there for trying to get up in her face, or up in her other parts, but that was a story for another day. She paused outside a place that reminded her of the Blooming Rose back home. She did notice a few people selling their bodies to anyone who was willing to spend the coin, though one person she eyed up in particular didn’t look as though he knew where he was.
Sidling over to the young male, Isabela placed a confident hand upon his shoulder, to grab his attention. She chuckled as she smiled at him, staring up at the signs that showed her exactly what this place was. Perhaps he was shy of going in, or perhaps he had no idea what he was getting into. Either way, Isabela, ever the helper, was here to set his mind at ease.
“So, a pretty boy like you walks over to a place like this and for what reason? Are you feeling a little lonely~?” She crooned, followed by a small giggle. Oh she enjoyed teasing the pretty boys, half the time they were complete virgins and were flushed easily. Finally glancing at the boy, she smiled once more, “I’m not sure your type want to meddle with people like these, you deserve something more... Committed...~”
