In the dimly lit corners of a medieval tavern, a woman with long hair and a simple dress adorned by a corset stood, her bare breasts tantalizingly visible as she leaned over to fill mugs. The fire in the stove cast an eerie glow on the room, highlighting the candlelight flickering around her. Her status as a whore was clear, yet there was a certain elegance about her, like a work of art carved from the rough-hewn timbers of the tavern.