After asking a few rude inhabitants who scoffed at them Izzyr and Bidfrid found a stable to rest their mounts. It was right next to this stable that they found a three story Inn. It was more complex than just a regular Inn. This one had the resemblance of a Bawdy House, Drug Den, and Tavern molded into one. Rednight Fangsir did not appear to have much in the ways of restrictions. Next to the entrance a woman was getting known against the wall by some grotesque pale goblin hybrid who buried himself in her breasts. She was covered in a blue powdery substance and wearing very scantily clothing. Parts of her original skin complexion could be seen. Hers was an olive brown color. Passing them the two partners entered this small palace of sex, drugs, and rest. A blonde half elf-half orc spotted them. In a red scarf over her chest she wore a gold bodice over her revealing red tunic dress.
"Can I help you two gentleman?" She asked stopping them. Her hands brushed against both of them. Her smile appeared across her face. Izzyr felt himself become aroused, but realized he was on duty. Yet so was she. This bawdyhouse worker approached him closer. She put her hands on his duster coat then his hair. It had been two years since a woman touched his hair. His own wife divorced him over his constant absence due to cases, and missions. Izzyr took a good look at who was inside this establishment. Calculating heads as best he could the Drow detective counted 98 monsters who appeared to wear the same type of hat, and vest, 7 monster humanoids for hire, and 6 small reptillianoids who appeared to be banished from the eastern lands.
"Not going to talk huh? Well those 98 monsters all over the place are all under the command of one Vampire who rules this street." This half Orc vixen said into his ear.
"What does that have to do with anything?" Izzyr broke his silence looking at this beautiful female Orc.
"That got you talking? My my you are just here for business aren't you?" she said in a teasing voice. She played with his coat, sleeve, hair and buttons.
"You can call me Ivi. It is short for Iviim." This half Orc introduced her name to him. She pressed herself against him. "What is yours?"
"Detective Izzyr of, miss could you please just-" he was cut off.
"No, no, no men do not beg to be left alone here, Izzyr. Are you looking for someone?" She asked.
"We are looking for a female Dark Elf named Abane." Bidfrid answered for Izzyr whose balls were now in her grasp. Izzyr felt some relief the large bounty hunter said this in a low voice.
"Of course you are here for that. I can almost smell it, the scent of Neppetz on both of you. Seeing you are not from the underworld of the mountains brings me warmth, and pleasure inside. Most Drow who come here are either assassins, kidnappers, racketeers, or slaves that get shoved in the back." Ivi replied to them.
"This one is a maid to a wealthy family. She went missing a week ago. Someone else that resembles her was left at our city limits, dead." Izzyr answered as she rubbed her hands all over his stomach and chest. Ivi nibbled at a button to his coat and pulled on it with her teeth before letting go.
"I can take you to where the slaves are being held. However I'd have to do this without getting you killed. Around here slaves are not to be seen by outsiders unless they are at an auction." Ivi said to them.
"Is there a catch?" Izzyr answered her. A larger male Orc approached them,
"EY Ivi why you mess with these two? They don't belong here!" He barked at her. All she did was stop to give him a haughty glare.
"Let me do my business! Whatever you wanted can wait a week! Now beat it! Or the Mistress of the House knows you are sabotaging my work with clients!" She snapped back causing this Orc to back away in fear.
"Okay, okay Ivi don't let the Mistress know. Uh, you gentlemen have a fine day. I bow to you." This Orc removed himself from their presence exiting the establishment. They had one less patron to worry about. Ivi grabbed both of them and pushed them to tag alone.
"If you don't they will suspect things." Ivi hissed at them. She grabbed two glasses of green wine and handed them over to the new arrivals.
Without much objection they took the alcohol. Allowing her to pull them along Bidfrid and Izzyr had to step over a few drugged up patrons, walk around some orgies, and avoid the intoxicated brute like monsters. The room was a little too dim to tell who was who or what race was what despite their shapes. Doing the best to ignore this the two of them followed Ivi all they way to the back. Izzyr chugged his wine in one gulp catching the attention of a tusked green and orange spotted monster with a very voluptuous half elf riding him. This ugly looking brute winked and smiled at him before Izzyr passed him. Ivi kept on going towards the back of the establishment with everyone else too focused on the patrons or getting intoxicated to notice their movements. Izzyr was beginning to think this was a trap. Why would someone like her help them upon a swift note or just from a quick conversations. Just when he was about to nudge Bidfrid she turned around looking worried.
"I, I have to pleasure both of you, or else the others will get suspicious." She said covering their mouths so neither could speak. Ivi twisted a door knob to a door next to them. It slowly opened.
"Quick inside!" She pushed both men inside this dark room. She entered as well then closed the door and locked it. she lit a few candles and switched on a flickering cordless lamp. It barely illuminated the room. An expression of relief came over her face. It disappeared. "Oh no the walls have eyes and ears."
Ivi threw her clothes off revealing herself nude before them. Without even asked them she went for their pants which she undid and pulled down. Not even caring to look at their sizes she immediately started working them with her hands. Giving each male a quickie the Orc looked around noticing parts of the walls and portraits shifted a little. She let go of them. Feeling the sense of no one watching them.
"Will you take us to Abane now?'" Izzyr asked pulling his pants back up. Bidfrid did the same looking around the room uncomfortable.
"Yes, yes. There is a secret door inside that closet. Take it and move through the walls to the very end. It will lead you to the one you are looking for. I warn you though. You might not like what you find." Ivi answered with a warning.
Darting straight for the closet Bidfried pulled the door open and searched the walls inside. He found the secret door panel and pushed it. The bounty hunter had to slide the door panel into the wall. Entering the hall that was in the walls they pressed forward. Running into cobwebs, some rats, residue, mold, and some skeleton of a dwarf Izzyr and his companion made it to some end of this secret passage. Pushing the door open they come into another closet. Nothing but clothes on wooden hangers blocked their way. At their feet they stepped allover shoes, boxes and canes. Their movement caused some ruckus and noise inside the closet it door. Someone on the other side of the closet door opened it. There stood the very dark elf they went looking for. Abane Velnis looked surprised and scared to see them. Her eyes were wide with shock and awe. She wore a red and black lace dress. Abane backed away from them as if they intruded upon her and she was scared. Bidfrid and Izzyr got out of the closet and into her room. Abane's transformed from fear to full rage. She grabbed the closest them to a knife she could find a hair pin. Wielding it like a dagger she charged at them letting out a feminine roar. Izzyr and Bidgrid stopped her from stabbing them and wrestled the weapon from her grasp. The Bounty Hunter pinned her to the ground. She thrashed and wriggled to get free. Izzyr was about to knock her out when another voice emerged from behind them.
"Take the Dark Elf home. We do not want a war with Neppetz or the Gantronese." the voice said showing a slight hint of concern in its speech.
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