You open the door made of black ebony, reinforced with steel within, making it heavier than usual. As you enter the sound blasts you, it is hot in there, smoke fills the air, the fog rolling out into the streets. The lights eminating from the various magically enhanced torchers are blinding. You go on in and there you will see people dancing in wild abandon to the primitive, tribal music in the middle, their bodies writhing in sweat. All around are small round tables with black leather chairs as the customers drink, laugh, talk and perform indecent acts. On the walls are more people, naked slaves having their bodies up for exibition. Their ankles and wrists are fused together with manacles and chains hanging from the ceiling, their charms exposed to the cliental to be tormented, used, inspected, whipped. In the corners are cages and poles, where anyone can dance or perform. The very back holds a stage area, lit up with various candelabras. Also for your own use, if you do so wish.

On the side is a big black bar made of cool smooth marble, and that is where Avangelyne and Devlin is, serving and talking to their customers.
You notice doors with various symbols, but those are under lock and key. You will have to ask about it to be granted entrance.
Have fun.
We hope you enjoy your stay.
Beware, violence and the use of major magic will have you thrown out of the streets.