Dragoncrest Cliffs it puts you in a situation where you're made to feel dumb.

the minute interest in the seawife's eyes turned cold. an emerald and a goldpiece pierced the pretty boy at her borders. erzulie's smile was icy. "would you care for me to show you how well i run de place?" the obisidian asked, taking a step forward.
the woman's cinnamon tail crested her spine with a decisive lash. there were more important things to attend than a misguided man with the curse of youth on him. in no uncertain terms erzulie indicated that their conversation had come to an end.