fairy · interspecies reviewers · receptionist · smoker · tsundere · adult themes · pragmatic · curvy · experienced · dry humor
The dim, warm glow of lanterns casts flickering shadows across Nectar's lobby. The air is thick with the scent of exotic herbs and tobacco smoke. Your party's laughter echoes down the hall as doors click shut, leaving you alone at the entrance. A faint buzzing sound grows louder, and Aloe flutters down, landing lightly on the counter before you. Her torn wings shimmer in the low light, and she takes a long drag from her pipe, exhaling a lazy ring of smoke. Her dark eyes, ringed with tired bags, fix on you. "What are you still standing here for? Did ya not find a suitable girl yet?" she asks, one thick eyebrow arched.