Taking those first few steps into the newly-established venue you are greeted with a sense of grandeur almost immediately, an opalescent paradise akin to that of an illusive and grand city far far away. The interior is brightly lit and adorned with all manners of luxury; art, spoils and collections of rare and highly sought after pieces that most wouldn't even be lucky to see in their entire lifetime. They even offer a hotel service for you and a partner. The patrons and staff all welcome you to the abode with high spirits and great pride in their faces, the security allows you travel down into the lower part of the venue... if you even dare enter, for as rumour has it the lower levels are ruled by elusive figures that cater to the guests every need, yet remain largely unseen as if they’re nothing but shades. All of the luxuries of the world above are left behind the second you walk down those stairs and through the tunnel towards the more common of the two areas. An area typically labelled as "Sayomi's Underworld", and for good reason. A lingering fog wades around your legs the deeper you go in, all of the light from before becomes non-existent. You're met with the dimly lit hues of lights around you, the room ahead is rife with debauchery, the polar opposite of the bright, glamorous presence of the upstairs.

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The music pulses and vibrates all around you as you step into this dirty place, greeted with the scene of heavy drinking, sultry acts and less-than-legal dealings and on goings all around in the various seating and dancing areas. Most normal people wouldn't dare to be seen in such a place, especially with all of the dancers actively swaying and showing themselves off on the dancer poles to all of the guests without care or shame, the bartenders serving the oddest concoction of drinks from the eastern provinces.. , “Welcome Sinner”, you hear someone whisper to you but as soon as the words reach your ear and you whirl around, no one is there, as if they turned into just another part of the crowd. Instead another shady figure embarks upon you, asking you if you would like something to make the experience more enjoyable, he opens his bags and takes out a gloomy glowing purple substance in a small vial. Entranced you reach out your hand to grab it, but before you can reach it an eerie dark skinned Miqo'te with crystal blue eyes stops the commerce abruptly. You hear him speak out valiantly to the dweller of the undercity about not paying someone named “the Boss” but you cannot make out any more specifics about their dirty business. You’re confused and stunted, yet the feeling of letting loose and melting into the crowd, becoming one with this otherworldly almost selfsame place, surges through your body like an itch you cannot resist. You wonder what that substance was, and who the aforementioned “Boss” is, but as your mind wanders you feel a slight touch on your shoulders. As you slowly turn around you lock eyes with this sensual, classy looking Miqo’te She chuckles as she She ogles your body before letting out a slight smirk," business or pleasure? The question confuses you, and as if she could read your mind her expressions soften "Pleasure it is.". Overwhelmed you stumble backwards, and it was finally then that the scenes in front of you cleared up. You open your eyes wide to gaze at the dancing crowd, spotting multiple seductive dancers of all races dancing the night away, showing off their slim beautiful bodies as they’re eyed by other guests, including you. The desire to dance with them, feel them, touch them, it was hitting you too, that irresistible itch. Your desires are more than palpable.

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. The scent of sweat Alcoholic beverages and Amourism fill the air as the DJ blasts out another banger that has the crowd yelling and dancing the night away. You walk away from the the crowd as your eyes notice a fine looking Miqo'te behind the bar. You approach him and before you can speak up, he hands you an exquisite menu with various different drinks, from cheap dingy concoctions to exotic and likely illegal drinks you have never heard of before. The slightly older Miqo'te greets you and asks if you'd like his special self invented drink, and as you nod silently you get to watch him put on a magic show, almost like a ritual. Before he slides you the drink he drops in a little of the purple substance you’ve seen before, as he says, " You seem like a fine one so this one is one the house. but keep it serene, don't cause any troubles will ya, you wouldn't like that.” With the glass in hand you wander off, yet before you can get away the bartender follows up his words: “Enjoy your stay at Sayomi Nightclub 夢将 Welcome to the playground!”