3/7 Tavern Wenches

1. Allicent of Ashtenshire

Allicent is fairly on the norms for a buxom bar wench, with adequate breasts cinched up to her chin and a lot of skin showing in that vicinity. She has long curly black hair and her generally attire can be described as a mix of high fashion and tacky taste, mixing the garishly bright blouses of the traveling folk with very expensive bustiers or corsets. Her voice is loud, high pitched, and she has a laugh that would send a mule scurrying back to the stable. What makes Allicent different is that years ago she gave her service to the Dark Powers in exchange for revenge and money, both of which she received. She owns the tavern, and enjoys working there because it makes her money for her to spend on clothing, boots, maintaining a lavish home in Ashtenshire, and enjoy a high quality of life. Working tables lets her get the attention she likes, and move information for the dark powers, and as a Friend of Evil, Allicent has seen that more than one group of Dudley Do-Rights have been done off on their travels, or in their beds.

2. Ganoral du Djillagar

Going by Mazoga, she is an odd-looking woman. She has the refined features of the aristocracy, or maybe some elfin blood in the family. Her skin is pale, hair long and red, and she would be a stunning beauty if not for the artistic scarification on her arms, her shoulders, and the tattoos that cover her chest, neck, and the lower part of her face. She is a rude tavern wench, but she will also sometimes let a man 'hire' her to go back to a private room. She generally murders said men in a paroxism of blood, blades, and extreme violence.

Ganoral was taken by the Gjallarmen when she was only nine, her father and older brothers slaughtered, her mother made into a camp slave, and her young brother made into a Gjallarman recruit. She was the only one to survive, but only after gaining the attention of one of the tribe war leaders who took her as his prize after a bloody confrontation that left two others dead. He carried out her scarification, named her Mazoga, and made her one of the female leaders within the tribe. She bore him several children, oversaw the running of a section of the tribe, and participated in several raids before the war party she was in was destroyed. The knights would have butchered her too, but one of them recognized her, dragged her back to the nearest village, and saw that she was magically leashed to not return to the tribe. Mazoga has almost no connection to her life before and not so secretly craves returning to the barbarian lifestyle of carnage, plunder, and the rest of the horrorshow.

3. The Wenches of the Sloppy Mimic Tavern

There are seven women who work the floor of the Sloppy Mimic serving ale, bowls of 100 year stew, and flirtacious smiles. Wiz is a smart pretty girl with dimples and curly hair. Perky is just that, from her tits to her toes. Melly is kinda sad with her long brown hair and large eyes. Giggles can't control her laughter or mischief. Brazzy can't keep her hands to herself, be it grabbing the handsome male guests or picking their pockets to return it later with a shy come hither smile. Chipper has a pretty smile and an unfortunate nose. Finally, Rose is a mute who never speaks but always has a smile.

They are all mimics and if a bold adventurer decides to take one to bed, the creature will try to eat them. The owner of the Sloppy Mimic is an ascended mimic that has gained frightening intelligence and the ability to hold a humanoid form. The girls were all once real women, but it ate them and then used what it learned from their memories to bud off new mimics to staff its honeypot operation. The ale is a mimic excretion that is tapped off of a horrific seven legged bovine monstrosity, and the 100 year stew is made of leftover adventurers, foraged animal carcasses, and the mimics budding parts of themself off to keep the pot full in lean times.