- Brothel -

@Julian ʷᵒˡᶠ ⁽ᵃ⁾ Eleni was getting strange glances as she walked in the brothel, yet she didn't care. She had worse, much worse in her life time. And this time, instead of being payed to please in one, she was looking for things from her own home. "Hello, Mister Julian. Well, anything from 1460 till 1500, area of preference is Tuscany but not only that Venezian silk and Murano glass is equally valuable to me." She said with a calm voice, it was a sound that would surprise a lot of people, soft yet firm, sweet yet clear, almost as if from another time.