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"There's no beetles in the wine...Our wines are made from the fermented fruits that are grown by some of the most experienced and trained farmers under Araland's care." Keris informs, watching Titiani down the glass without hesitation. She takes her seat on the floor, sitting on her knees, back straight. She refills Titiani's glass and awaits any further questions.

"Our workers come from a range of services, we keep only a limited amount of them within the building itself, but we offer hire and purchase of all members." She begins to motion around the room, three very attractive, lovely blended hybrids stand in a group discussing with each other. "Those three are 9's, they have extremely rare traits for Nalizarins as Takaku tends to blend some sort of mythical beast into his hybrids, so if the randomization gives way to humanoid hybrids they are highly desired. They are fighters, lovers, servants, artists, dancers, and realmists; hiring one for a session will cost you 500k, but you get what you pay for. Purchasing one starts the bid at 500k, but I've never seen one go under 30 million." Keris explains. She then gestures to a pack of scantily clad men and women, the elven hybrids came from this group.
"There's a mix of 5-8's in that group, though there are some attractive in the bunch appearance isn't everything. For example, Seli..." She points to a thin, short, nymph faced, satyr. "She's a 6 like me, she's very skilled in her specialty, but she doesn't take orders well, she has one trick, and we've had complaints on her behavior. But, if you're looking for a great ******** that's who you'd go to. Where as Kirick..." She gestures to a tall, well built man, his left half looks burned, his right half is a sickening green color, he has long dread lox, and is an odd humanoid hybrid mix. "He is an 8, he works well with others, makes a wonderful lover, advisor, or fighter, and his style is...breathtaking to watch. The price ranges of most of that group starts at 25k, an 8 averaging at 5million, a 5 150k. There's special cases of course, I for example am priced at 46,710 because I have been here for a very long time, we have a sort of...pricing that after such a long time passes our overall price goes down as obviously we're not a new commodity. Once I pay off my price I have the option to sell myself back into this business for a sum of money, I've done this 12 times now. I love my job." Keris happily states.
"Now, I could continue to list off hundreds of prices to each specific case of worker here, but as you're paying me hourly to advise, I advise against that. We have catalogues that display each of our workers and their price; if you have any specifications you're looking for I could assist you in finding one more appropriate to your tastes so you have an idea of specific pricing. Araland also takes interest in items of unique value, so you might be able to work out a trade." Keris suggests, politely refilling the wine glasses as they empty.

"We have many copies, may I ask for a specialization category? Currently we don't have any 9's or 10's for sale." Keris asks.

Two catalogues appear on the table, one pink, one red. "We'll starts with a bed companion." Keris opens the pink one first, flipping to the back of it. The book has drawings of the many different workers and writing in Nalizarin. "Any...particular traits for a bed companion?"

Keris keeps flipping through the book. "Most of these will be up for auction, pricing will depend on the interested parties." Keris informs. "This also doesn't include our volunteer workers."

"I assume there is a garment store around here? May I inquire as to where."

"You plaaaaaannin' on buyin' a sessy outfit and workin' Llangion?" Titiani jokes, the wine getting to her already. She lays back, a warm glow on her cheeks. "Altho..Althooough what's his...Ararararaland did ssssay if my oddssss be good...mayhaps I'll make some money..." Titiani slurs.

"Certainly." Keris responds. A pen appears which she jabs into the back of her hand and writes in the book. "Shall we continue looking or should I move onto fighters?" She asks, refilling the wine glasses except for Titiani's.