Music from various instruments blared throughout the mansion, despite the soft straw flooring, the sounds of countless people walking and dancing could still be distinctly heard everywhere in the buildings, people drank to their heart's contents and watched with lecherous gazes the dancers, some of them imported from distant lands to add more exotism.
But the main hall where the main festivities were taking place was far from the only area inhabited by guests, countless rooms were also available to them, some were simply private areas where more distinguished clients could do the same thing stated before, feast until their stomachs seemed ready to rupture, or for more private events, there were auctions of various sizes happening everywhere, rooms where copulation seemingly never ended, some were people's darkest desires could be fulfilled, all just with money.
Curiously, amidst all the raunchy debauchery, there were people simply practising the arts of combat, one could even tell that once inside the spatially distorted manor, a basement area had become available, where bloody fights where the competitors were from various species, be it sapient, animals, monsters and everything else you could think off.
Nothing seemed out of the realm of possibilities here, stretching into what seemed like infinity, everyone could enjoy themselves in some way, above the basement and various floors of nothing but personal entertainment rooms, across various wide areas like the first one, on the topmost floor, a single room was located, this one significantly smaller than the rest, for one could easily see the end of it.
An office decorated in a simple manner, the door left open and allowing the sounds from below to seep inside for the head of the operation to revel in, this was the sound of money and success, this was simply perfection to the ears of Lady Syklon.
The person in charge of the highly condemnable activities below and all over the city was satisfied with today's surge of customers, yet it was utterly impossible to infer this from her face, the two guards standing in the room alongside her were convinced that she couldn't possibly be more mad.
Eyes colder than ice, the pale blue inspired nothing but a chilling sensation, her expression was a bit more expressive, but it was she wore all day and nights, always appearing displeased with something, in spite of everything going exactly as she wished, a pigeon could come over and spread its faeces on her shoulder and her day would still be great.
Going nicely with her eyes, her skin was snow white, rather than giving her the appearance of a sickly complexion, it simply gave her a special feel to her, her hair was also perfectly white, combed into a simple ponytail slumped over her shoulder, though, out of all the unusual physical aspects of the ringleader of a criminal operation, what was most noticeable where her fuzzy eyebrows, white as well, it would remind someone of one of those cute moths.
"Find someone to get rid of that filth, and go tell the beastfolk whores to get in action already" her voice was beautiful, but the content wasn't in correlation.
The two guards executed the orders immediately and stepped out, the sound of the pest still ringing in her ears, she sighed and jumped off the chair, landing in the ground, the top of her head barely protruding above the desk as she walked to the center of the office.
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Dressed entirely in bright blue, dragging behind her, her hands brought together against her body, a refined walk as she tried to pinpoint the location of the critter, well aware that her men could go for days without finding something so simple.
But that couldn't be allowed, the way that thing sounded as it scuttered around was greatly displeasing, it didn't sound like something normal either, leading her to wondering if one of the monsters hadn't managed to escape, somehow.
The guys in charge of them better pray that it wasn't the case.
'Those fuckers really think they can get paid when making egregious mistakes on the regular? If they can't take care of the beasts, then they'll feed them, lazy bastards must have stacked up on some fat' she cursed them already, listing off every minute mistake they had committed in the last years.
She moved into the hallway, heading straight for the annoying little creature.