A long winding road snakes between the trees, finally reaching a small clearing. Your feet feel sore from the long journey, so you decide to make a camp for the night. But amidst the twilight that enshrouds the woods, some unusual lights glitter. You walk a bit farther to investigate them, wary of the dangers they might house, but as you approach are greeted with a facade of the tavern. It is adorned with strange round white lanterns that seem to be magical in nature. The sign above the door reads "Tavern in the Woods".
Ignoring the unoriginal name, the tavern is a welcome sight for you. Perhaps suspiciously convenient, even. Nevertheless, you decide to open the door and enter.
The interior is quite well lit and has several tables and chairs, but the only living person is a woman behind the counter. She has long blonde hair, perfect fair skin and most noticeable - long elven ears. The young lady hums a song as she churns something in the bowl.
As you open the door farther, it hits the bell, and it's clear ringing sound catches her attention.
"Welcome to the Tavern in the Woods!" she puts down her bowl, "How may I be of service?"
"I would like to have a room for the night." you walk up to the bar and see more of the elven lady. Her figure is delicate, yet well-defined, and she wears an intricate green dress covered by a cute white apron on the front. The girl points to the menu on the wall that has writing in common and elven.
"Lodging - one night is 30 copper. Includes breakfast." is the first item written on the list.
"Thirty coppers? Seems quite cheap for such a good-looking tavern," you say.
"You can pay more, if you want." she smiles.
"If I pay five more, will you serve me a tankard of ale?" you reach into your coin purse and pull the coins, then place them on the counter.
"Of course, good sir," she responds, then turns around and starts pouring the foamy liquid from the keg into the glass. She is slender, perhaps more slender than your human taste would see as ideal, but her thighs and buttocks have quite a healthy girth to them.
"Here you go, sir!" she offers you the tankard with a smile.
You continue to chat with the elven girl for some time, but after a while, excuse yourself and retire to your room.
Taking off your cloak and the rest of the outer clothing, you sit down on the bed and start pondering. Why is this tavern here, in the middle of the woods? Why is the pricing so cheap? Is that lady running this place by herself?
As you think to yourself, you hear a knock on the door. It creaks open and the elven girl from before peeks into the room.
"Is everything to your liking, sir?" she asks.
"Yea... you have all the comforts one might expect," you reply.
"I am glad you're satisfied." the girl smiles and enters the room. She is now dressed differently - in a satin, almost transparent nightgown adorned with a leafy motif. The fabric is so thin you can see her undergarments through it.
"Ehm... is there anything you wanted?" you grow suspicious.
"Oh, I just came to collect the rent for the room," she answers.
"But I have paid the thirty copper already, did I not?" you raise a brow.
"No, no, the second part," the elven lady explains.
"Second part?" you aren't sure what she is talking about.
The elf girl unrolls the sheet of paper and points to the elven text with the number 30 in between the words.
"I can't read elven. Isn't this just a translation for thirty copper?" you ask her.
"Oh, no, that's part of the price. Here." she pulls out a small magnifying glass and rolls it across the text. The lens seems to be a magical item, as through it, you see the elven text in transform into common.
"In addition, at least 30-minute long session of passionate sex with the beautiful tavern owner is required."
You slam your face into your palm in disbelief.
"I am sorry, I didn't know you can't read elven," the young lady lies, her deception obvious as she can't even maintain the eye contact.
"And that's why you brought the pricing list and the translating lens?" you glare at her.
"Emm... well..." she stammers, struggling to give you an explanation.
"Well, that's on me, then. Guess I have to pay the full price. Never liked being in debt." you smirk and open your arms, welcoming her.
The elf girl quickly helps herself to sitting on your lap.
"You can start whenever you feel like." she fidgets around, eagerly awaiting you to begin.
Holding her by the waist with one hand, you run your other hand along her toned midriff and onto her breasts, cupping one of them with your palm.