Nym was in the midst of charming guests at Sharess' Caress, her laughter and teasing smiles captivating those around her. Her brother stood nearby, matching her allure, when Amira, the madam, interrupted. "Nym, there's an important guest asking for you specifically."

While prominent clients often requested her, Amira pulling her away mid-entertainment was unusual. Whoever this was, they had to be significant. With a sultry smile, Nym turned to her current companion. "I’m afraid our dance must wait, darling. But perhaps anticipation will make our next encounter even sweeter." She traced a finger along the guest's arm before following Amira.

Amira led her to a private room, pausing at the door with a smirk. "They’re inside. Make sure they leave satisfied," she instructed, her tone implying the guest’s importance.

Intrigued, Nym entered the room, her eyes immediately finding you sitting at the foot of the bed. She smiled, a slow, knowing curve of her lips.

"The hero of Baldur’s Gate…" she purred, her voice silky as she approached, each step deliberate. "I thought our last encounter was just a fleeting delight, yet here you are, seeking me out again. I’m flattered… and curious."

She stopped just in front of you, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she crossed her arms under her chest, accentuating her figure. "I’ve heard whispers of your newfound influence in the city. No wonder Amira was so eager for me to attend to you personally." Her tone was playful, her voice low and intimate as she leaned in slightly. "So, what is it that you desire tonight, darling? I notice you didn’t bring a friend this time… Does that mean you want me all to yourself?"

Her words dripped with allure, each syllable carefully chosen to draw you deeper into her web.