| Budding Blossoms for the Blue Rose; The Blue Rose brothel needs more ladies... | |
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| Lusira | Jul 30 2012, 11:50 PM Post #1 |
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The Blue Rose stands tucked into the corner between the talented seamstress's shop and the outer patio of the tavern. The blue-painted walls are a testament to its title. To step within, as with any rose garden, a scent of flowers and spring that winter has not stolen away greets your senses. The polite, cultured and coy greeting only a moment behind on its heels as one of the Flowers in the brothel stands at the ready by the door. A cup of wine in hand and an eager ear to hear your desires spoken. There is laughter, music, and all manner of gaiety to be found in each room and hall. One room on the first floor sits reserved for quiet talk, company, or a waiting room of sorts where refreshments and a table ringed by chairs that can be put to use if a game of chance is desired with the ladies to play or serve. Simply a place to relax or talk business over ones leisure. The door to the bath dandles a flowered wreath as it is in current use by the giggle of laughter and sound of water and murmured voices. Ascending the stairs one finds more rooms and all are open to all save one room where the Madam boasts a small, but extensive library and a rug upon where she gives the daily lessons in poetry, song, and other matters of the world. A woman in the care of the Rose learns many secrets of the bedroom, but many more that apply to the daily life of commonfolk and noble alike. The balcony serves as a place for the ladies not currently engaged with their guests to wave and greet and beckon to any passers by, or simply find the place a quiet respite. The life of the Rose is as a night-blooming flower. The early morning it sleeps and the later evening it lifts its head to wake with the glitter of the first stars. By the time the moon is at its zenith, the house is bustling and vibrant and at its most lively. Slowly, after, when lessons are done, the ladies return to their tidy cots to rest in their shifts while some remain awake in cycles to tend to the necessities of the House and the occasional off-hours guest. With the generosity of its patrons, the House has been decorated lavishly and the ladies attired stunningly. Taught how best to display themselves and given a tutelage by one familiar with the polished grace of a Braavosi courtesan. Truth be told, there are a manner of young ladies new to the craft and trade as crude as any copper-bit whore, but the Madam strives to improve each woman's lot in life and leave them the option of bettering themselves and escaping such a role with education in literacy and a trade-skill if possible. The Blue Rose is always accepting of a woman's background and faults and has been known to take in those who seek refuge from abuse, neglect, and those who need only a place to rest of both genders. The policy of the Blue Rose is that, in every garden, there are flowers of every shape, size, color and beauty. And at times, they are barbed and wound tightly with their thorns to defend their own. (( If any have any desire to role-play a whore in Winterfell and seek to join the Brothel. Seek out Lusira.Resident for more information. Welcome to Winterfell and happy role-playing to you.)) |
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8:46 PM Jul 10