[For Peregrine Bancroft]

The newly updated Treasure Trove was doing quite well. Known publicly as a 'gentleman's' club, it was a place that attracted high ranking nobles more than it used to though those who chose to attend also knew what else it was. A whore house. And one of the best. That part was kept rather under wraps of course, no one wanted to be outed as attending (or owning) such a place. But so far it was thriving and Peter was immensely pleased.

He had been hearing about a popular clothing designer as of late though and Peter decided he really wanted to improve the style and quality of the costumes of his 'performers'. Of course they were actual performers too but that wasn't their primary job. His treasures were what made the Treasure Trove so special after all.

He strolled through the marketplace to find he right boutique and found it close to the town square. An excellent location he had to admit. He stepped inside, a bell chiming above the door as he did so to alert the owner of his presence and he began to walk around the shop casually, admiring all that he could see as he waited to spot the owner.