:Lemac woke to a knock at her door. She pulled a dressing robe about her naked body and crossed to the door. With sleep filled eyes she pulled the door open a crack.:
"What is it."
:The messenger looked to Lemac and smiled.:
"M'lady, we are an hour from the Salamander docks."
:Lemac nodded, and failed to hold back a yawn.:
"Thank you, tell my coachman to be ready to leave as soon as possaiable once the carriage and horse team is unloaded onto the dock. My bags will be waiting at the foot of my bed to taken to the carraige when we dock. See that they get there before we leave. You may go."
:Lemac closed the door and removed her robe, tossing it up lovingly onto the bed. She went to the only bag that was opened durring the voyage and set out clothes for the day. Cursing that there was not a bath on this ship. After a while Lemac was dressed, awake, and heading to deck of the ship. The messenger that before woke her sped off to retrive the courtesans bags and load them into the carraige. Lemac looked about the deck of the ship and smiled, the Dawn's Passage had one of the best sailing crews in the region, and also the only crew that was mostly female. Each one a seasoned deck hand, and hand picked by Lemac herself. Lemac walked to the bridge of the ship, and looked back towards home. It was two days away at the best speed of the Dawn's Passage, three to five for most other ships. She looked back towards the bow of the ship, the Salamander port in full view and 15 minutes away. Lemac wished that the ship could travel faster. Waiting to get where she wanted to go, and knowing that time was important was frustrating her. She simply leaned aginst bridge rail and waited.:
:Soon after docking and unloading the carriage was ready to go. The coachman helped Lemac into the carriage and then took the drivers seat and set out for Cartes, using what magic he had to shave days off the trip. About 12 hours after leaving the dock the carriage pulled in to Cartes. The coachman began to navagate the streets of the city to find his way to Lemac's destation, the Dancing Dryad. Lemac slept durring most of the trip. She was awake when they pulled into the city, she watched closely as the traveled the street. The city changes so often, and she needed to know everything she could about its current state. They soon found themselves out side the Dancing Dryad, a local and leading Gentleman's Club. The coachman pulled the carriage to hault and steped to the street open the door for Lemac to exit the carraige. Lemac steped out of the carriage, night was just begining to embrace the city, and the line at the Dryad was growing longer. She turned to the coachman.:
"See that my room is ready at the Red Garter, I will send for you when I ready to go."
:Lemac turned to face the club, as the coachman set off to tend to his orders. She gently walked to the door of the Dryad, the doorman stubled for words.:
"M'lay, Courtesan, er... M'Lady Courtesan Lemac Samporna, right this way."
:The doorman lead Lemac past the line and into the club. When Lemac entered she smiled at the sight before her. The entrance to the building opened into a large hall, where supporting the ceiling are actual oak trees installed like pillars spaced evenly down the corridor. The hall opened up into the center stage display where a pond and fountain make first catch Lemac's eye. There is large stage there, where already a woman was performing. The stage was in toe parts, in the pond, as well as a platform that rises out with the water in the fountain to give a truly magnificent performance. A large platform also extended out from the pond as catwalk, which drives directly down the center of the hall. On each side are seats for clients. Skirting the walls are couches and large chairs, as well as tables for drinks and behind them on both the right and left walls are platforms with trees mounted at even intervals. The trees create a canopy within the main hall, swings hanging down from them.:
:Lemac looked past the pond to where on either side is stair cases that leads to the second level which houses VIP guest boxes that give a secluded view of the shows as well as any other private entertainment that is requested. The level creates a full circle around the center stage below. Lemac looked about and then walked off up the left stair case. She walked along the row of seats untill the came to the 13th table from the stair case she just came up. She pulled up a seat and sat down. Soon after a waitress came to took her drink order and removed the reserved sign from the table. Lemac looked about and waited for her contact to arive.: