It all started in the brothel in Silvermoon.
One of the other apprentices at the Academy (who I think had a crush on me) whispered in group about The Wandering Songbird. Word on the street was that all desires could be fulfilled there and he was going to check it out, and did I wish to come along? At first I was unsure, but he smirked and said that a mature woman such as myself should have nothing to fear from such a place. He was daring me of course, hoping I would come along and perhaps something would develop from there. I suppose I wasn’t above being baited at that point, even though I shrugged it off.
I admit I followed him there one evening after class. The bouncer saw me lingering outside and whispered to one of the...