LEX, CONSTANCE .

[constance LEX .]

CONSTANCE LEX .

CONSTANCE LEX . CON . 21 ON 18TH OF MOURNING STAR . IMPERIAL . PROSTITUTE . NEUTRAL N/A N/A BISEXUAL . N/A .

[atrb=border,0,true] WEAPONS & ARMOR . My profession allows me to not worry about armor, seeing as it's rare that anyone sees me in clothes. Being a prostitute, I am not one for combat unless I am in need of it, which is next to never in Madam Nymphia's. The sisters are good to us and they make sure that we are treated well, especially the girls who have been here since before they can remember. As for weapons, I usually just keep a dagger under my pillow, just in case a client decides that he wished to break the rules of the house. I've needed to use it once or twice when the client had got a bit too rough on me and tried to do things to me which I didn't approve of. Believe me, there is not much I don't approve of. SKILLS . A lot of my skills revolve around magic and the art of not getting caught. I have learned a bit of destruction magic that I use for both pain and pleasure; a lot of my clients enjoy my electric fingers, as well as a bit of play with ice. Though I also use it for self defense, if need be. As for not getting caught, I am exceptionally good at sneaking and eves dropping; knowing the house like the back of my hand, I am aware of the secret that my madam's keep from the girls. The skooma that is provided in the brothel is not imported, but made under our roof. I have obtained plenty of information over the years, just listening and sneaking around the house. Next is lockpicking, I know how to get myself out of any locked room thanks to many of the women in the brothel house being stuck with hostile customers that lock the door on them. Lastly there is pick pocketing. Having thieves come in and out as they please, I've learned a thing or two. It helps when the client is a terrible tipper. HISTORY . Let's be frank, my only home has ever been Madam Nymphia's. I knew her from the age of my birth until the day she died. My mother was a prostitute in the brothel and I was born into a world that many people would find disgusting, just like many of the other girls who now work here. My mother would always hide me whenever a client was in need of her or I would be handed over to another one of the girls. Unfortunately, I never really knew my mother; she died at the hands of one of her clients two years after I was born. I don't remember much about her except for her voice as she sang me to sleep. So, I was taken in by Madam Nymphia herself; I was never played as a favourite, especially since she already had two daughter's of her own. In fact, at times she thought of me as a nieusance but always told me that the reason she took me in was because she promised my mother than she would, should anything happen to her. I became close with the Madam, though, as well as her two daughters, My early life being nothing but helping the girls dress as well as clean up around the house. Sometimes I would get offers from sick, old men and the madam would promptly kick them out. There were to be no pedophiles in her establishment. By the time that I was sixteen, the Madam told me that she was going to sell my virginity and that whoever paid the highest price was to take it. I knew that this day would come, the girls all spoke about it and told me to not be afraid - to do whatever the client says, unless it endangered my life. It was sold to a man in his thirties, burly and drunk. I was terrified, but I never let it show on my face, not even as he forced himself into me. Instead, their were only tears. The man didn;t seem to mind, seeing as he just simply flipped me over so he didn't have to see my face and I didn't need to see his. After him, it took mea while to become comfortable enough to have a regular customer base, which was normal. The Madam gave me three weeks and then I was to start up my clientel. I was grateful for the weeks that followed, until it was time to go back to work. My second client was worse than my first; an orc and someone who really wasn't all that fragile, left me bruised and battered before he threw his coin on me and walked out with a snicker. I almost ran away then. However, when the Madam saw my state, she gave me a dagger, stating that I could pull it on a man if he ver tried to do such a thing again. No man was to treat her girls in the manner than this man had treated me. I was thankful and from then on I kept it under my pillow for protection. The men I had after them were much kinder and even somewhat cared about my well being, always asking if I was alright and if I liked what they were doing. Now a days, I get men like that almost every day, the sisters say it's because of my innocent look that the Madam told me to portray. I always wear white and I always look as though this time is my first. Of course, this look will change once I become older, but for now it works perfectly. Once I started to become used to my job, the Madam passed away, leaving her daughters and her legacy behind. The sisters are doing a fine job with the establishment and they treat us just as the Madam had, so I am in no different of a spot as I was before. Along the way, some of the girls taught me a few things about destruction magic; I learned how to use it in the ways of pleasure as well as in the ways of pain. My clients enjoy both sides of it and I happily oblige them. Lately, I have been the one that the sisters send the thieves guild members to, I do not know if they specifically ask for me or if they think I will leave them the most satisfied, but I don't really care. Most of the men are attractive and have their way about them, so I just simply am there for my own pleasure, as well as theirs. I wouldn't be in this job if I didn't enjoy sex the way I do - it's the way of nature.

CHARLES .

TWENTY OMG .

NINE .

I AM THE ALMIGHTY ADMIN .