The night was dragging on. The crowds had thinned to the ardent, the foolish and the desperate. Following the rumour, the hearsay and the word of the street, Luna and Brandi found their way to the place where Madam Xe held court.
It did not look particularly impressive, nor was it located in a prime spot: two stories of wooden banality faced a side street; windows shuttered but aglow with warm light; half hidden in a side street crammed with shuttered shops. The only reason the place seemed impressive was the two men standing watch and the lanterns casting a pool of light. Muted music played and tinkled; laughter rumbled into the night. A slow stream of people trickled to- and from- the building: gamblers, harlots, shadowy figures with a cruelty about them. The two men (one a brute with piggy eyes and cauliflower ear, the other rail thin with a dangerous gleam to his eye and a saintly smile) give the human traffic the once over, but make no move to stop them.
As the two kindred draw near, they slowly sense something else. There are other Beasts paying court to Madam Xe tonight.
If Brandi and Luna wish to discuss other matters we can work that in as they approach the building. It would also be appropriate to disclose any particular equipment they are carrying for the sake of clarity. Who knows what will happen at Madam Xe's tonight?
Beej
Fool