Michael was just curious, at least that was the reasoning he gave before he, Ollie, Marcus, and Pyotr made their way down the street in their cleanest sets of clothes. Davi, obviously, was otherwise occupied with Francesca, though there was just the smallest bit of regret in his eyes as he watched the rest of them go.The Velvet Embrace was a surprisingly nice brick building toward the center of town with a sign of a feminine hand clutching fabric that had been carved with great artistry. The wood of it actually had the appearance of fabric which was very impressive.“I thought we were trying to be smart with money,” said Michael as they walked.“Easy for someone who's already gotten laid since we got here,” said Marcus. “We do need to save money, but I can’t think of anything better to spend it on. Who knows what opportunities we’ll get once we find a mercenary company to sign up with? Best to get it while we can.”Michael couldn’t find fault in his logic or perhaps he didn’t want to. He wasn’t entirely sure he’d partake, but he wasn’t against it. His new gods didn’t seem to have anything against a roll in the hay based on the lack of changes in the gentle murmuring he was receiving from them on a regular basis. Just repetitions of godseeker~pilgrim~haha et cetera.If he chose not to partake, they did serve wine and he was certain there would be some pleasant sights to see at the very least. He felt that his libido was no longer in the same overdrive it had been when they’d first left the academy. Possibly the distance from the drugs they’d given him, though the others hadn’t stopped being red-blooded Earth males. Maybe it was like Marcus said, and it was because he’d already had a taste.There was a gruff looking man at the entrance who looked them over. He had some deep scars across his face, and arms as thick as his head.“You got coin?” He asked.Marcus held up (...)