“Right away!” Vivian leaves for a bit and comes back with her breakfast.
This early in the morning the place is practically empty – only Vivian and two other waitresses are present, even Patricia is not there. The other guests are either still asleep, or already out and about. Arthuria is able to finish her breakfast in peace before Vivian takes the empty plate away. The blonde knight is now ready to face the day.
1d100 = 42
To Anton's disappointment he does not meet anyone of particular note. He hears a rumor about two people competing who will open a better brothel, but that seems to be for the future. He also stumbles upon a small, family-owned potion store, but that's about it.
Ellie obediently lifts up her hands and allows Lydia to remove her dress. Her bra and panties are dark red, and quite sexy and provocative. “Certainly, miss.” She starts by removing the short skirt and letting it fall to the floor. Next she lifts up and removes the top, dropping it on the floor as well. “You have such nice skin, miss...” she comments as she lightly touches Lydia's exposed back, though her hands do not stray to any inappropriate places just yet.
1d100 = 67
Magic – Divine: +20
Total: 87
In response to her prayer Avella can feel the holy shield around her grow stronger.
Her attack lands, but the beast's horns prove difficult to cut and all she manages to do is break off a small part of one. In response the monster opens its jaw and unleashes a frost breath right at her. She has no time to dodge and is pushed back several steps. Thankfully her holy shield holds fast and absorbs all the damage, a few cracks the only indication that it has been weakened by the beast's attack.
Avella notices that the damaged horn has darkened less than the intact one, though both continue to grow darker.
“Gladly!” Galza grins, takes aim, and punches the crystal...
[spoilr=Galza's attack]1d100 = 12
Galza's Combat skill: +30
Crystal's damage resistance: -10
Total: 32[/spoiler]
“Ouch!” Galza grimaces in pain as her fist collides with the blue crystals. A few large cracks and numerous smaller ones appear on its surface, but it remains intact. Looks like it will take a few more blows to break it.
1d100 = 23
Agility: +20
Total: 43
The beast growls angrily when the crystal is damaged and attempts to rush Galza, but Jonas blocks its path. He doesn't get a chance to attack, the monster quick to pull out of his range, but he has bought Mylea and her orcish companion time to finish the job.
All the ingredients coast her 10 Gil in total – a bit on the expensive side, but Arissa explains that quality has a price.
As Komi comes out of the potion store she notices that the general store is now open, so she could visit it if she still wants to before leaving the market.
1d100 = 71
Eike's Necromancy: +30
Total: 101
Eike nods and gets to work. Soon green skeletal hands burst from the ground and grab the demon's legs. He is still too strong so they are unable to pull him into the ground, but he is immobilized for the time being.
While the demon is focused on the hands holding him in place the ghostly hand strikes with unerring accuracy. The demon lets out a hiss of pain followed by an angry growl. Insolent- He starts, but then manages to calm down. Instead he raises his hands in the air, looks up at the night sky, and starts chanting in some guttural demon language Ida has never heard before. Soon flames appear up in the sky: First a few, then a dozen, several dozens, hundreds... the demon finishes chanting, then brings down his hands and the flames start falling down, exploding as they hit the ground.
1d100 = 52
Fire Magic: +40
Total: 92
The demonic spell has a very wide area of effect - Ida estimates that it must cover everything in about 100 meters radius around the demon. Avoiding a direct hit is easy, since the flames are not aimed. Avoiding damage, however, is impossible – there are simply too many. Some of them explode close to where Ida and Eike are, and both women feel the sting of the demonic flames. While they receive no physical damage they feel weaker as pain wracks their bodies.
1d100 = 68
Luckily her ghosts also avoid a direct hit, so while weakened they have not been destroyed.
Last chance, wench! KNEEL BEFORE YOUR MASTER! The last shout is so loud and powerful that a regular person would have been terrified into compliance. Unfortunately for the demon Ida and Eike are not regular people and are not so easily swayed.
As the rain of fire finally ends Ida notices her wraith come out of the mine at last. She also notices that the demon has been weakened – both from her spell, and from his own, having wasted a lot of power for a spell that ultimately did very little. Yet he still seems confident in his victory. Either this demon is really powerful, or really arrogant and overconfident. Or a mix of both options – with demons one can never be sure.
"Again!" Mylea shouts, using the same vine spell from before in an attempt to both hold the crystal steady for Galza to punch, and crush it at the same time.
“Right away!” Vivian leaves for a bit and comes back with her breakfast.
This early in the morning the place is practically empty – only Vivian and two other waitresses are present, even Patricia is not there. The other guests are either still asleep, or already out and about. Arthuria is able to finish her breakfast in peace before Vivian takes the empty plate away. The blonde knight is now ready to face the day.
1d100 = 42
To Anton's disappointment he does not meet anyone of particular note. He hears a rumor about two people competing who will open a better brothel, but that seems to be for the future. He also stumbles upon a small, family-owned potion store, but that's about it.
Ellie obediently lifts up her hands and allows Lydia to remove her dress. Her bra and panties are dark red, and quite sexy and provocative. “Certainly, miss.” She starts by removing the short skirt and letting it fall to the floor. Next she lifts up and removes the top, dropping it on the floor as well. “You have such nice skin, miss...” she comments as she lightly touches Lydia's exposed back, though her hands do not stray to any inappropriate places just yet.
1d100 = 67
Magic – Divine: +20
Total: 87
In response to her prayer Avella can feel the holy shield around her grow stronger.
Her attack lands, but the beast's horns prove difficult to cut and all she manages to do is break off a small part of one. In response the monster opens its jaw and unleashes a frost breath right at her. She has no time to dodge and is pushed back several steps. Thankfully her holy shield holds fast and absorbs all the damage, a few cracks the only indication that it has been weakened by the beast's attack.
Avella notices that the damaged horn has darkened less than the intact one, though both continue to grow darker.
“Gladly!” Galza grins, takes aim, and punches the crystal...
[spoilr=Galza's attack]1d100 = 12
Galza's Combat skill: +30
Crystal's damage resistance: -10
Total: 32[/spoiler]
“Ouch!” Galza grimaces in pain as her fist collides with the blue crystals. A few large cracks and numerous smaller ones appear on its surface, but it remains intact. Looks like it will take a few more blows to break it.
1d100 = 23
Agility: +20
Total: 43
The beast growls angrily when the crystal is damaged and attempts to rush Galza, but Jonas blocks its path. He doesn't get a chance to attack, the monster quick to pull out of his range, but he has bought Mylea and her orcish companion time to finish the job.
All the ingredients coast her 10 Gil in total – a bit on the expensive side, but Arissa explains that quality has a price.
As Komi comes out of the potion store she notices that the general store is now open, so she could visit it if she still wants to before leaving the market.
1d100 = 71
Eike's Necromancy: +30
Total: 101
Eike nods and gets to work. Soon green skeletal hands burst from the ground and grab the demon's legs. He is still too strong so they are unable to pull him into the ground, but he is immobilized for the time being.
While the demon is focused on the hands holding him in place the ghostly hand strikes with unerring accuracy. The demon lets out a hiss of pain followed by an angry growl. Insolent- He starts, but then manages to calm down. Instead he raises his hands in the air, looks up at the night sky, and starts chanting in some guttural demon language Ida has never heard before. Soon flames appear up in the sky: First a few, then a dozen, several dozens, hundreds... the demon finishes chanting, then brings down his hands and the flames start falling down, exploding as they hit the ground.
1d100 = 52
Fire Magic: +40
Total: 92
The demonic spell has a very wide area of effect - Ida estimates that it must cover everything in about 100 meters radius around the demon. Avoiding a direct hit is easy, since the flames are not aimed. Avoiding damage, however, is impossible – there are simply too many. Some of them explode close to where Ida and Eike are, and both women feel the sting of the demonic flames. While they receive no physical damage they feel weaker as pain wracks their bodies.
1d100 = 68
Luckily her ghosts also avoid a direct hit, so while weakened they have not been destroyed.
Last chance, wench! KNEEL BEFORE YOUR MASTER! The last shout is so loud and powerful that a regular person would have been terrified into compliance. Unfortunately for the demon Ida and Eike are not regular people and are not so easily swayed.
As the rain of fire finally ends Ida notices her wraith come out of the mine at last. She also notices that the demon has been weakened – both from her spell, and from his own, having wasted a lot of power for a spell that ultimately did very little. Yet he still seems confident in his victory. Either this demon is really powerful, or really arrogant and overconfident. Or a mix of both options – with demons one can never be sure.
The stop to the general store, seemed like something she may as well do. It had been a relatively mundane day, but not every day could be full of adventure. Somethings you just needed to get basic things done. Perhaps this store would possess something more interesting though. Determining she'd never know without looking, she went that way.
With a disappointed sigh, the only good news seemed to be for the future brothels to open. Which gave the old man an idea, with his meals, and lodging already taken care of for the week. He attempts to invest in the future brothel owner's endeavors, hoping to allow them to open their business even just a day faster. The old man searches for the source of the rumor, trying to see if they're worthy of running such a "fine" establishment.
Anton tries to learn more, but all he keeps hearing are the same few rumors. He is about to give up when he gets a lucky break... possibly.
The old man finds himself near the Golden Brooch. Two of the maids working at the fine establishment are outside, chatting, likely taking a short break. With no better options he decides to try asking them, and finally gets an answer he has not heard before. The two busty beauties look at Anton, then at each other, and then at him again. Then they shake their heads. “I am sorry, sir, but we are not allowed to discuss the inn's guests.” One of them informs him.
Ida frowned as something struck her... how did the demon know she was a woman? That... was something to look up later.
Now, it was best to take the demon's attention away from wright and bring its attention to her, so that her undead had an easy opening to strike demon's back while it was distracted.
She gathered her power, in another powerful strike - as both she and Eike cast their powerful spells, Ida taunted the demon.
"You demand submission!? You are yet to prove your strength, demon!" Ida called with a laugh, as she cast a powerful death spell! A string of green fire crashed against the demon, slowing him down, weakening him and damaging him.
The demon turns towards Ida as he hears her voice. Your taunts mean nothing to me, wench! He growls at her. Hmm? There are two of you? Strange that I can't sense the other wench... Recognizing that they are about to attack again the demon raises his right hand and draws some sort of flaming rune in the air. In response a wall of flames erupts from the ground in front of him.
Eike's spell is swallowed by the wall of raging flames, never reaching the demon. Ida's, however, is too powerful and breaks though, green flames washing over the demon.
1d100 = 57
Sneak Attack: +25
Total: 82
Futile! Your- GAH! The wraith wastes no time, striking the demon from behind and causing him to growl in anger and pain.
1d100 = 23
The mighty beast of flames attempts to backhand the attacker, but the wraith easily dodges the lackluster blow.
Insolent wenches! I will make you suffer for this! Soon you will beg to serve me! He declares. Yet, despite his bravado, the demon sounds slightly less confident than before, as if he finally begins to realize that he could lose this battle.
I grow tired of this game! Time to break you and make you my pets! The demon growls as his body is wreathed in flames, briefly hiding him from sight. When the flames subside the demon has changed.
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With the help of her magical eye Ida examines the demon's new body and realizes this form seems to be weaker than the previous, but it has some advantages, too. It is floating in the air and no longer bound in place by Eike's spell, and it is wreathed in flames, making melee attacks difficult and limiting the effectiveness of her Wraith. Last chance! Bow before you new master, wenches! The demon demands, sounding as confident as ever. Still, it is clear to Ida that all the attacks so far have been more effective than the demon would like to admit. This battle seems to be coming to an end, one way or another...
On her way to the barracks she notices a few guards patrolling the village while staying out of sight – it seems Captain Garlan's men take their jobs seriously (or at least some of them do).
As Arthuria approaches the barracks something catches her attention. Out of the corner of her eye she spots a small green gem, possibly an emerald, fallen on the ground. No one else seems to have noticed it yet.
"Well, at least you're here willingly" Ganith shrugged idly. He then began to tell her his story...or at least parts of his story that might resonate with her and some elaboration. "I'm a bastard, obviously. My mother was a barmaid and I never knew my father. I probably don't want to, dragons aren't particularly known for taking care of their young. I am grateful in a sense though, because it left me with some of the better traits of being one without all the anger issues. So i decided to put my natural abilities to work. I help people and solve problems that others normally couldn't. I guess you could call me a bit of an adventurer."
Of course, Mercenary would be the better term, but she doesn't have to know that.
"And of course, Obviously I came to Marika because I thought i could help out." He examined how his words had an effect on her(if any), then leaned in closer to her and spoke in a hushed tone "Which brings me to my next question. Your boss doesn't seem to be a particularly savory sort of man. His words seemed to suggest that every woman here has her price. You say the pay isn't bad and the work isn't demanding. He doesn't force you to sleep with the clientele, does he?"
“You're part dragon? I didn't know that was possible! Well, as long as you are not part demon it's fine.” Milly seems to not be bothered by him being the son of a dragon, maybe even a little curious. “I hope you'll enjoy your time in Marika. If you're here to help the village grow and not just to help lighten people's purses – yes, we've had some of those – then I wish you good luck.” She lowers her voice as well after his next question. “No, he doesn't force us. When I first got the job I warned him that I will not tolerate anyone trying to force me to do something I don't want to and he said that's fine. I later found out that some of the girls working here have stabbed and almost killed people who tried to rape them, so eventually everyone decided it was cheaper and safer to pay for the... company.” She blushes slightly as she says the word. “Thus no one has tried to force themselves on me.” Milly finishes.
Anton tries to learn more, but all he keeps hearing are the same few rumors. He is about to give up when he gets a lucky break... possibly.
The old man finds himself near the Golden Brooch. Two of the maids working at the fine establishment are outside, chatting, likely taking a short break. With no better options he decides to try asking them, and finally gets an answer he has not heard before. The two busty beauties look at Anton, then at each other, and then at him again. Then they shake their heads. “I am sorry, sir, but we are not allowed to discuss the inn's guests.” One of them informs him.
"Oho? A guest are they?" Anton smiles, "Come now, you don't need to discuss them with me. Just a simple description would do." He tries to bribe an answer out of them, flashing five gil for each of them.
Anton tries to learn more, but all he keeps hearing are the same few rumors. He is about to give up when he gets a lucky break... possibly.
The old man finds himself near the Golden Brooch. Two of the maids working at the fine establishment are outside, chatting, likely taking a short break. With no better options he decides to try asking them, and finally gets an answer he has not heard before. The two busty beauties look at Anton, then at each other, and then at him again. Then they shake their heads. “I am sorry, sir, but we are not allowed to discuss the inn's guests.” One of them informs him.
1d100 = 48
The demon turns towards Ida as he hears her voice. Your taunts mean nothing to me, wench! He growls at her. Hmm? There are two of you? Strange that I can't sense the other wench... Recognizing that they are about to attack again the demon raises his right hand and draws some sort of flaming rune in the air. In response a wall of flames erupts from the ground in front of him.
Eike's spell is swallowed by the wall of raging flames, never reaching the demon. Ida's, however, is too powerful and breaks though, green flames washing over the demon.
1d100 = 57
Sneak Attack: +25
Total: 82
Futile! Your- GAH! The wraith wastes no time, striking the demon from behind and causing him to growl in anger and pain.
1d100 = 23
The mighty beast of flames attempts to backhand the attacker, but the wraith easily dodges the lackluster blow.
Insolent wenches! I will make you suffer for this! Soon you will beg to serve me! He declares. Yet, despite his bravado, the demon sounds slightly less confident than before, as if he finally begins to realize that he could lose this battle.
I grow tired of this game! Time to break you and make you my pets! The demon growls as his body is wreathed in flames, briefly hiding him from sight. When the flames subside the demon has changed.
With the help of her magical eye Ida examines the demon's new body and realizes this form seems to be weaker than the previous, but it has some advantages, too. It is floating in the air and no longer bound in place by Eike's spell, and it is wreathed in flames, making melee attacks difficult and limiting the effectiveness of her Wraith. Last chance! Bow before you new master, wenches! The demon demands, sounding as confident as ever. Still, it is clear to Ida that all the attacks so far have been more effective than the demon would like to admit. This battle seems to be coming to an end, one way or another...
1d100 = 55
On her way to the barracks she notices a few guards patrolling the village while staying out of sight – it seems Captain Garlan's men take their jobs seriously (or at least some of them do).
As Arthuria approaches the barracks something catches her attention. Out of the corner of her eye she spots a small green gem, possibly an emerald, fallen on the ground. No one else seems to have noticed it yet.
“You're part dragon? I didn't know that was possible! Well, as long as you are not part demon it's fine.” Milly seems to not be bothered by him being the son of a dragon, maybe even a little curious. “I hope you'll enjoy your time in Marika. If you're here to help the village grow and not just to help lighten people's purses – yes, we've had some of those – then I wish you good luck.” She lowers her voice as well after his next question. “No, he doesn't force us. When I first got the job I warned him that I will not tolerate anyone trying to force me to do something I don't want to and he said that's fine. I later found out that some of the girls working here have stabbed and almost killed people who tried to rape them, so eventually everyone decided it was cheaper and safer to pay for the... company.” She blushes slightly as she says the word. “Thus no one has tried to force themselves on me.” Milly finishes.
Arthuria frowns and bends down to Pick it Up and examine it closely but at The same Time looks at her sorrounding If She spots anyone who might have dropped it.
“You're part dragon? I didn't know that was possible! Well, as long as you are not part demon it's fine.” Milly seems to not be bothered by him being the son of a dragon, maybe even a little curious. “I hope you'll enjoy your time in Marika. If you're here to help the village grow and not just to help lighten people's purses – yes, we've had some of those – then I wish you good luck.” She lowers her voice as well after his next question. “No, he doesn't force us. When I first got the job I warned him that I will not tolerate anyone trying to force me to do something I don't want to and he said that's fine. I later found out that some of the girls working here have stabbed and almost killed people who tried to rape them, so eventually everyone decided it was cheaper and safer to pay for the... company.” She blushes slightly as she says the word. “Thus no one has tried to force themselves on me.” Milly finishes.
" i dont know how common it is, or how often the mothers survive birth, but I can't say it's all bad. The wings are mostly for show. I can't fly with them, but that's not the only thing I inherited from him." He eyes Milly a bit more hungerly, " I also have quite a bit of stamina and could probably lift you over my head if I wanted to. Amongst other various physical changes."
"Again!" Mylea shouts, using the same vine spell from before in an attempt to both hold the crystal steady for Galza to punch, and crush it at the same time.
The headache Mylea got after trying to decipher the journal flares up and worsens, but she endures and manages to cast her spell, vines coiling around the crystal in an attempt to crush it.
Galza's second attempt is much more successful, striking one of the cracks with full force. The blow, combined with Mylea's vines and the damage from the previous attack, is too much. With a brief flash of blue light the crystal shatters into dozens of small pieces, none of them glowing.
The blue glow in the beast's eyes rapidly fades, leaving behind eyes that are more akin to small pools of endless darkness. The beast growls angrily, clearly pissed. It dodges Avella's next blow and unleashes its frost breast at Mylea and her companions.
1d100 = 69
1d100 = 26
1d100 = 17
1d100 = 66
Galza is the only one able to barely react on time and get out of the way. Jonas chooses to protect Mylea and take most of the attack, leaving him covered in frost and temporarily stunned. The priestess is spared the worst of the cold, but some reaches her regardless, the icy breath washing over her and sapping some more of her strength.
Joanes won't be able to act, skipping a turn, and Mylea now has a -20 to any complex actions such as casting spells until she gets some rest.
Avella gets pushed away from beast but protection of Everlight shield her from the frost breath of the beast. It look like that monster didn't managed yet charge up his claws attack, but horns grow darker, so she can't let it finish.
Elven paladin get up and charge again at beast, aiming again to horns. Avella noticed that part of beast body didn't get healed, so it must be weak point.
The headache Mylea got after trying to decipher the journal flares up and worsens, but she endures and manages to cast her spell, vines coiling around the crystal in an attempt to crush it.
Galza's second attempt is much more successful, striking one of the cracks with full force. The blow, combined with Mylea's vines and the damage from the previous attack, is too much. With a brief flash of blue light the crystal shatters into dozens of small pieces, none of them glowing.
The blue glow in the beast's eyes rapidly fades, leaving behind eyes that are more akin to small pools of endless darkness. The beast growls angrily, clearly pissed. It dodges Avella's next blow and unleashes its frost breast at Mylea and her companions.
1d100 = 69
1d100 = 26
1d100 = 17
1d100 = 66
Galza is the only one able to barely react on time and get out of the way. Jonas chooses to protect Mylea and take most of the attack, leaving him covered in frost and temporarily stunned. The priestess is spared the worst of the cold, but some reaches her regardless, the icy breath washing over her and sapping some more of her strength.
Joanes won't be able to act, skipping a turn, and Mylea now has a -20 to any complex actions such as casting spells until she gets some rest.
1d100 = 16
Sword Fighting: +30
Total: 46
1d100 = 42
Agility: +20
Total: 62
Alas, the angry beast seems to have predicted her attack as it easily avoids it and unleashes its breath at Mylea and her companions.
The beast's intact horn is now almost as black as its eyes, while the damaged one is dark gray.
Avella charges again at beast, trying to use her shield to push away it from her frozen companions, by hitting in the knee of back limb.
"Everlight, let's me smite the evil!" She call the pray, as she again take swing of her enchanted sword again at it is horns. Elven paladin tried to get beast attention on her, to protect her companions from finishing blow.
"I adore your lingerie! You'll have to tell me where it's from." Lydia's undergarments are white, simple, and utilitarian, a stark contrast from the expensive dress. She melts a little into Ellie's touch, leaning back into the faux-chaste girl. "If you say so, love. I was never able to take much care of it." She shrugs, though the compliment still warms her heart. Lydia abruptly turns around, standing intimately face-to-face with the whore, and reaches her arms around the working girl's back. "Let's get these last bits off, eh?" She whispers, low and sweet, as she unclasps the other woman's bra before kneeling to pull down the red pair of panties, blowing on them a little first to tease the girl before removing them.
“As you wish, miss.” Ellie nods in agreement and allows Lydia to remove her underwear.
Once she is naked Ellie finally drops the innocent act. Instead she strikes a sexy pose in front of the still-kneeling guest. “I hope you like what you see...” Up close it is easy to notice that she has a neatly trimmed bush. “Would you like me to help you with anything else?” She asks with a suggestive smile.
The stop to the general store, seemed like something she may as well do. It had been a relatively mundane day, but not every day could be full of adventure. Somethings you just needed to get basic things done. Perhaps this store would possess something more interesting though. Determining she'd never know without looking, she went that way.
Walking through the door Komi finds herself in a rather cramped shop full of all sorts of items. An orc is standing behind the counter.
“Ah, a new customer! Welcome, welcome! How may I help you, miss? Looking for anything in particular, or just browsing?” He asks as he looks her over. There are a couple of other customers already there, but they ignore her for now.
"Oho? A guest are they?" Anton smiles, "Come now, you don't need to discuss them with me. Just a simple description would do." He tries to bribe an answer out of them, flashing five gil for each of them.
The maids look at him and shake their heads. “I'm sorry, but we are not so easily bribed. In fact, we would be required to report this if we were on duty. Luckily we are on break right now.” Says the first.
“But perhaps you could help us with something instead?” The second pipes up. “One of our colleagues has her birthday tomorrow, and we would like to give her a special present: A date with the boy she has a crush on. The problem is, her crush is a young and shy elf living with his overprotective mother. We know he likes our friend as much as she likes him, so the only obstacle is convincing his mother to let him go out unsupervised. What do you think, old man? Do you have what it takes to convince a busty elf that it's fine for her son to go out on a date with the girl he likes? We will be very grateful if you help us with this issue.”
“That doesn't give you the right to eavesdrop on us as we discuss the guests, though.” The first maid warns him, her lips curved in a mischievous smirk.
The maids look at him and shake their heads. “I'm sorry, but we are not so easily bribed. In fact, we would be required to report this if we were on duty. Luckily we are on break right now.” Says the first.
“But perhaps you could help us with something instead?” The second pipes up. “One of our colleagues has her birthday tomorrow, and we would like to give her a special present: A date with the boy she has a crush on. The problem is, her crush is a young and shy elf living with his overprotective mother. We know he likes our friend as much as she likes him, so the only obstacle is convincing his mother to let him go out unsupervised. What do you think, old man? Do you have what it takes to convince a busty elf that it's fine for her son to go out on a date with the girl he likes? We will be very grateful if you help us with this issue.”
“That doesn't give you the right to eavesdrop on us as we discuss the guests, though.” The first maid warns him, her lips curved in a mischievous smirk.
"Urgh." Anton grumbles as he got his reply, sadly he wasn't willing to give out more info, after all, he could use the money to invest for more future perks. He was about to give up, and simply try his hand at listening around the inn's bar. But, as those girls gave him a job to do, inexchange for the information. The old man listened intently, though helping a young lad get laid wasn't in his best intentions. The moment those barmaids mentioned a busty elf mother. "Ohoho." Anton wears a perverted grin, "Very well, so I just need to convince, or distract this mother of his, while he goes on to meet his crush?" He asked, making sure he got the conditions cleared up. Though even if he didn't, trying to fuck the busty elf milf was already his top priority. Hell, if things go smoothly, maybe he wouldn't need a brothel anymore. "Hohoho, alright. Just point this old man in the direction of their home, and I'll see what I can do." He fights the urge to lick his lips, "Don't worry young lady, in a village like this, I'm sure the walls are quiet thin." He returns the smirk, waiting for them to tell him where the busty elf lived.
“As you wish, miss.” Ellie nods in agreement and allows Lydia to remove her underwear.
Once she is naked Ellie finally drops the innocent act. Instead she strikes a sexy pose in front of the still-kneeling guest. “I hope you like what you see...” Up close it is easy to notice that she has a neatly trimmed bush. “Would you like me to help you with anything else?” She asks with a suggestive smile.
Lydia's face grows nearer to Ellie's pussy, only an inch or two separating the thief's mouth from the whore's lower pair of lips. "Gotta make sure you're warmed up for what I need help with next, love." She moves just a touch closer and runs the tip of her tongue up and down the sides of Ellie's cunt, slow and deliberate. Lydia keeps her eyes turned upwards toward the "maiden's" face to gauge her reactions.
Arthuria frowns and bends down to Pick it Up and examine it closely but at The same Time looks at her sorrounding If She spots anyone who might have dropped it.
Looking around Arthuria sees no one who might be the owner. The only people nearby are a pair of guards out on patrol.
The moment Arthuria touches the gem there's a bright flash of green light and suddenly she's somewhere else...
In front of her are a bunch of large gray boulders. To her left is the edge of a cliff, and looking over it she estimates that it is at least a hundred meters to the sea below. Had she appeared just a step to the left she would now be falling down to her death. To her right and behind her are more gray rocks and boulders. Above her is a strange purple sky. There are no clouds to be seen, but also no sun or moon (or anything else).
1d100 = 14
Looking around there's noting in Arthuria's immediate vicinity, but in the direction away from the cliff there is a hill with a stone tower on top. That is the only thing of note she can see right now.
" i dont know how common it is, or how often the mothers survive birth, but I can't say it's all bad. The wings are mostly for show. I can't fly with them, but that's not the only thing I inherited from him." He eyes Milly a bit more hungerly, " I also have quite a bit of stamina and could probably lift you over my head if I wanted to. Amongst other various physical changes."
“So you can't fly? That's too bad, I imagine being able to fly would be quite useful.” Milly blushes slightly as she notices his hungry look, but does not object. “W-what other changes?” She inquires, her face growing a little redder under his gaze.
"Urgh." Anton grumbles as he got his reply, sadly he wasn't willing to give out more info, after all, he could use the money to invest for more future perks. He was about to give up, and simply try his hand at listening around the inn's bar. But, as those girls gave him a job to do, inexchange for the information. The old man listened intently, though helping a young lad get laid wasn't in his best intentions. The moment those barmaids mentioned a busty elf mother. "Ohoho." Anton wears a perverted grin, "Very well, so I just need to convince, or distract this mother of his, while he goes on to meet his crush?" He asked, making sure he got the conditions cleared up. Though even if he didn't, trying to fuck the busty elf milf was already his top priority. Hell, if things go smoothly, maybe he wouldn't need a brothel anymore. "Hohoho, alright. Just point this old man in the direction of their home, and I'll see what I can do." He fights the urge to lick his lips, "Don't worry young lady, in a village like this, I'm sure the walls are quiet thin." He returns the smirk, waiting for them to tell him where the busty elf lived.
“The mother's name is Lusserina Galesong and the son's name is Ascal Galesong. Their home is close to here.” The first maid gives him directions and it turns out to be only a few houses away. “It would be ideal if you can convince Lusserina to let her son go out on a date with his crush, but distracting her is fine too. But time is of the essence, so it would be great if you can get this sorted out today.”
Finding the house is easy thanks to the instructions received. Anton knocks on the wooden door and a minute later a young-looking and rather shy elf opens the door.
Lydia's face grows nearer to Ellie's pussy, only an inch or two separating the thief's mouth from the whore's lower pair of lips. "Gotta make sure you're warmed up for what I need help with next, love." She moves just a touch closer and runs the tip of her tongue up and down the sides of Ellie's cunt, slow and deliberate. Lydia keeps her eyes turned upwards toward the "maiden's" face to gauge her reactions.
“You know... ah!” Ellie lets out a gasp as Lydia's tongue gets to work. “Mmm, that feels good... You know,” she tries again, “there's something exciting about a pretty girl kneeling before me in the nude... maybe that's why some noblewomen like this sort of thing so much...” Lydia notices that the not-so-innocent waitress is starting to get wet.
“As you wish, miss.” Ellie nods in agreement and allows Lydia to remove her underwear.
Once she is naked Ellie finally drops the innocent act. Instead she strikes a sexy pose in front of the still-kneeling guest. “I hope you like what you see...” Up close it is easy to notice that she has a neatly trimmed bush. “Would you like me to help you with anything else?” She asks with a suggestive smile.
Walking through the door Komi finds herself in a rather cramped shop full of all sorts of items. An orc is standing behind the counter. View attachment 5239
“Ah, a new customer! Welcome, welcome! How may I help you, miss? Looking for anything in particular, or just browsing?” He asks as he looks her over. There are a couple of other customers already there, but they ignore her for now.
The maids look at him and shake their heads. “I'm sorry, but we are not so easily bribed. In fact, we would be required to report this if we were on duty. Luckily we are on break right now.” Says the first.
“But perhaps you could help us with something instead?” The second pipes up. “One of our colleagues has her birthday tomorrow, and we would like to give her a special present: A date with the boy she has a crush on. The problem is, her crush is a young and shy elf living with his overprotective mother. We know he likes our friend as much as she likes him, so the only obstacle is convincing his mother to let him go out unsupervised. What do you think, old man? Do you have what it takes to convince a busty elf that it's fine for her son to go out on a date with the girl he likes? We will be very grateful if you help us with this issue.”
“That doesn't give you the right to eavesdrop on us as we discuss the guests, though.” The first maid warns him, her lips curved in a mischievous smirk.
“I have no idea what I’m looking for at the moment.” She laughed a bit, not really sure what she had in mind, it moved aside for other people to buy things while she examines what looks available.
“I’m just settling in a new place, so there’s a variety of things I still need. Among other things….but I don’t think I’d be that lucky to find them here. Aside from just things to settle in, I’m also searching for possibly some reading material and perhaps something to help with meditation.”
Looking around Arthuria sees no one who might be the owner. The only people nearby are a pair of guards out on patrol.
The moment Arthuria touches the gem there's a bright flash of green light and suddenly she's somewhere else...
In front of her are a bunch of large gray boulders. To her left is the edge of a cliff, and looking over it she estimates that it is at least a hundred meters to the sea below. Had she appeared just a step to the left she would now be falling down to her death. To her right and behind her are more gray rocks and boulders. Above her is a strange purple sky. There are no clouds to be seen, but also no sun or moon (or anything else).
1d100 = 14
Looking around there's noting in Arthuria's immediate vicinity, but in the direction away from the cliff there is a hill with a stone tower on top. That is the only thing of note she can see right now.
“So you can't fly? That's too bad, I imagine being able to fly would be quite useful.” Milly blushes slightly as she notices his hungry look, but does not object. “W-what other changes?” She inquires, her face growing a little redder under his gaze.
“The mother's name is Lusserina Galesong and the son's name is Ascal Galesong. Their home is close to here.” The first maid gives him directions and it turns out to be only a few houses away. “It would be ideal if you can convince Lusserina to let her son go out on a date with his crush, but distracting her is fine too. But time is of the essence, so it would be great if you can get this sorted out today.”
Finding the house is easy thanks to the instructions received. Anton knocks on the wooden door and a minute later a young-looking and rather shy elf opens the door.
“Y-yes? May I help you, sir?”
“You know... ah!” Ellie lets out a gasp as Lydia's tongue gets to work. “Mmm, that feels good... You know,” she tries again, “there's something exciting about a pretty girl kneeling before me in the nude... maybe that's why some noblewomen like this sort of thing so much...” Lydia notices that the not-so-innocent waitress is starting to get wet.
Arthuria is taken back but quickly collects her thoughts to Not panic. The Stone was clearly Magic and deliberatly 'placed' to be found by someone. She could only speculate If this was meant to happen to her specificly or not. She decides to head to The Stone Tower to investigate and find clues where she is.
“You know... ah!” Ellie lets out a gasp as Lydia's tongue gets to work. “Mmm, that feels good... You know,” she tries again, “there's something exciting about a pretty girl kneeling before me in the nude... maybe that's why some noblewomen like this sort of thing so much...” Lydia notices that the not-so-innocent waitress is starting to get wet.
Lydia withdraws her tongue to respond, inserting a lone finger into Ellie's passage proper to keep stoking her ardor. "It's gotta special charm, eh?" She smiles, breath tickling the other woman's clit. "Now imagine gettin' one of those rich pricks servicin' you like this--waitin' on you hand and foot for a change..." The fantasy has Lydia wet with desire as she trails off, forming a dark spot on her brown panties. She quickly shakes herself from the daydream, refocusing on the woman in front of her. The finger which has been slowly sliding in and out of Ellie curls inward, rubbing the tip's fleshy pad against where Lydia guesses the whore's g-spot is. Simultaneously, the thief's lips close around Ellie's hood. The archer gently sucks, her tongue circling and flicking the sensitive nub almost as though she's deeply kissing it. Lydia keeps her ministrations methodical, not wanting to drive Ellie to orgasm just yet.
Anton tries to learn more, but all he keeps hearing are the same few rumors. He is about to give up when he gets a lucky break... possibly.
The old man finds himself near the Golden Brooch. Two of the maids working at the fine establishment are outside, chatting, likely taking a short break. With no better options he decides to try asking them, and finally gets an answer he has not heard before. The two busty beauties look at Anton, then at each other, and then at him again. Then they shake their heads. “I am sorry, sir, but we are not allowed to discuss the inn's guests.” One of them informs him.
1d100 = 48
The demon turns towards Ida as he hears her voice. Your taunts mean nothing to me, wench! He growls at her. Hmm? There are two of you? Strange that I can't sense the other wench... Recognizing that they are about to attack again the demon raises his right hand and draws some sort of flaming rune in the air. In response a wall of flames erupts from the ground in front of him.
Eike's spell is swallowed by the wall of raging flames, never reaching the demon. Ida's, however, is too powerful and breaks though, green flames washing over the demon.
1d100 = 57
Sneak Attack: +25
Total: 82
Futile! Your- GAH! The wraith wastes no time, striking the demon from behind and causing him to growl in anger and pain.
1d100 = 23
The mighty beast of flames attempts to backhand the attacker, but the wraith easily dodges the lackluster blow.
Insolent wenches! I will make you suffer for this! Soon you will beg to serve me! He declares. Yet, despite his bravado, the demon sounds slightly less confident than before, as if he finally begins to realize that he could lose this battle.
I grow tired of this game! Time to break you and make you my pets! The demon growls as his body is wreathed in flames, briefly hiding him from sight. When the flames subside the demon has changed.
With the help of her magical eye Ida examines the demon's new body and realizes this form seems to be weaker than the previous, but it has some advantages, too. It is floating in the air and no longer bound in place by Eike's spell, and it is wreathed in flames, making melee attacks difficult and limiting the effectiveness of her Wraith. Last chance! Bow before you new master, wenches! The demon demands, sounding as confident as ever. Still, it is clear to Ida that all the attacks so far have been more effective than the demon would like to admit. This battle seems to be coming to an end, one way or another...
1d100 = 55
On her way to the barracks she notices a few guards patrolling the village while staying out of sight – it seems Captain Garlan's men take their jobs seriously (or at least some of them do).
As Arthuria approaches the barracks something catches her attention. Out of the corner of her eye she spots a small green gem, possibly an emerald, fallen on the ground. No one else seems to have noticed it yet.
“You're part dragon? I didn't know that was possible! Well, as long as you are not part demon it's fine.” Milly seems to not be bothered by him being the son of a dragon, maybe even a little curious. “I hope you'll enjoy your time in Marika. If you're here to help the village grow and not just to help lighten people's purses – yes, we've had some of those – then I wish you good luck.” She lowers her voice as well after his next question. “No, he doesn't force us. When I first got the job I warned him that I will not tolerate anyone trying to force me to do something I don't want to and he said that's fine. I later found out that some of the girls working here have stabbed and almost killed people who tried to rape them, so eventually everyone decided it was cheaper and safer to pay for the... company.” She blushes slightly as she says the word. “Thus no one has tried to force themselves on me.” Milly finishes.
"You still bark... where is your bite, cur!?" Ida taunted again as she prepared the next spell along with Eike... But the duo started moving - each moving away from the other in arc - splitting, not to stay as one target. "All I heard you throwing demands - yet what I saw was not so impressive!" She could feel the tattoos heating up, as she threw another spell, one as powerful as the previous one - she pointed at the demon, casting the necromantic fire...
Ida, Eike and Wright moved around the demon, each attacking when the demon had its back to them...
Arthuria is taken back but quickly collects her thoughts to Not panic. The Stone was clearly Magic and deliberatly 'placed' to be found by someone. She could only speculate If this was meant to happen to her specificly or not. She decides to head to The Stone Tower to investigate and find clues where she is.
With no better options Arthuria starts making her way to the tower in the distance.
1d100 = 94
A few minutes later, as she passes by another large boulder, the blonde knight stops as she spots a human-sized footprint in the dirt. As far as she can tell it is no more than a few days old. Looking around she finds a few more footprints to the left of her current location. She follows them with her eyes and sees a figure hiding in the shadows between two boulders taller than Arthuria is. (pretend the bucket is in fact a basket)
It is a blonde human woman, holding a basket with some food in it and looking terrified. But as she realizes that she has been found by a fellow human her fear is replaced by desperation and she rushes to Arthuria.
“Please! Help me!” She starts begging as soon as she stops in front of the blonde knight. “Please! I don't know where I am, I don't know how I got here, I don't know how to get home... Please! I'll do anything you want! Anything! Just... just help me get home! I want to see my husband again! Please!”
Lydia withdraws her tongue to respond, inserting a lone finger into Ellie's passage proper to keep stoking her ardor. "It's gotta special charm, eh?" She smiles, breath tickling the other woman's clit. "Now imagine gettin' one of those rich pricks servicin' you like this--waitin' on you hand and foot for a change..." The fantasy has Lydia wet with desire as she trails off, forming a dark spot on her white panties. She quickly shakes herself from the daydream, refocusing on the woman in front of her. The finger which has been slowly sliding in and out of Ellie curls inward, rubbing the tip's fleshy pad against where Lydia guesses the whore's g-spot is. Simultaneously, the thief's lips close around Ellie's hood. The archer gently sucks, her tongue circling and flicking the sensitive nub almost as though she's deeply kissing it. Lydia keeps her ministrations methodical, not wanting to drive Ellie to orgasm just yet.
“Mmm, yes... Having that slut Victoria on her knees, servicing me, would be fun...” Ellie grows wetter as she fantasizes about the lord's wife. “Oooohh!” She lets out a long moan as Lydia's finger finds a sensitive spot. Another follows as the thief beings to tease Ellie's clit.
“You meanie! Stop teasing me!” Ellie pouts and whines as she realizes that Lydia will not let her cum just yet.
"You still bark... where is your bite, cur!?" Ida taunted again as she prepared the next spell along with Eike... But the duo started moving - each moving away from the other in arc - splitting, not to stay as one target. "All I heard you throwing demands - yet what I saw was not so impressive!" She could feel the tattoos heating up, as she threw another spell, one as powerful as the previous one - she pointed at the demon, casting the necromantic fire...
Ida, Eike and Wright moved around the demon, each attacking when the demon had its back to them...
For better or worse this time Ida's taunt is a lot more successful. Arrogant wench! KNOW YOUR PLACE! The demon roars and focuses his attention on her, ignoring Eike and the Wraith.
The demon brings his hands close, a flame igniting between them. Just as Ida unleashes her necromantic fire he unleashes a torrent of red hot flames at her. The two spells meet in the middle and start pushing against each other, about equal in power. The wraith attempts to strike the demon from behind, but is unable to, the flames around the beast getting in the way. But there's nothing to stop Eike, and her spell slams in the demon's back, causing him to roar in pain and anger.
Suddenly there's an explosion, its origin the spot where Ida's and the demon's spells met. Ida, Eike, the demon, and even the wraith are pushes back a couple of steps by the shock wave, but are otherwise unharmed.
The demon's flames begin to dim and go out, and he roars again. No! Not yet! Not like this! Damn you, insolent wenches!
1d100 = 60
As if in response to his anger the flames reignite. The demon starts floaing backwards, toward the mine entrance, while trying to keep both Ida and Eike in his sights. It seems he has been weakened so much that he is now attempting to retreat.
With no better options Arthuria starts making her way to the tower in the distance.
1d100 = 94
A few minutes later, as she passes by another large boulder, the blonde knight stops as she spots a human-sized footprint in the dirt. As far as she can tell it is no more than a few days old. Looking around she finds a few more footprints to the left of her current location. She follows them with her eyes and sees a figure hiding in the shadows between two boulders taller than Arthuria is. View attachment 5242 (pretend the bucket is in fact a basket)
It is a blonde human woman, holding a basket with some food in it and looking terrified. But as she realizes that she has been found by a fellow human her fear is replaced by desperation and she rushes to Arthuria.
“Please! Help me!” She starts begging as soon as she stops in front of the blonde knight. “Please! I don't know where I am, I don't know how I got here, I don't know how to get home... Please! I'll do anything you want! Anything! Just... just help me get home! I want to see my husband again! Please!”
“Mmm, yes... Having that slut Victoria on her knees, servicing me, would be fun...” Ellie grows wetter as she fantasizes about the lord's wife. “Oooohh!” She lets out a long moan as Lydia's finger finds a sensitive spot. Another follows as the thief beings to tease Ellie's clit.
“You meanie! Stop teasing me!” Ellie pouts and whines as she realizes that Lydia will not let her cum just yet.
1d100 = 52
For better or worse this time Ida's taunt is a lot more successful. Arrogant wench! KNOW YOUR PLACE! The demon roars and focuses his attention on her, ignoring Eike and the Wraith.
The demon brings his hands close, a flame igniting between them. Just as Ida unleashes her necromantic fire he unleashes a torrent of red hot flames at her. The two spells meet in the middle and start pushing against each other, about equal in power. The wraith attempts to strike the demon from behind, but is unable to, the flames around the beast getting in the way. But there's nothing to stop Eike, and her spell slams in the demon's back, causing him to roar in pain and anger.
Suddenly there's an explosion, its origin the spot where Ida's and the demon's spells met. Ida, Eike, the demon, and even the wraith are pushes back a couple of steps by the shock wave, but are otherwise unharmed.
The demon's flames begin to dim and go out, and he roars again. No! Not yet! Not like this! Damn you, insolent wenches!
1d100 = 60
As if in response to his anger the flames reignite. The demon starts floaing backwards, toward the mine entrance, while trying to keep both Ida and Eike in his sights. It seems he has been weakened so much that he is now attempting to retreat.
Arthuria raises her hand to stop her from coming any closer while one of her Hands rests on the hilt of her sheated Sword.
"Please calm down, Take a deep breath. I Just arrived here aswell. Tell Me what You remember....where do You come from? How Long were You here? Did You meet other People?"
She reveals The Small Green Crystal should it still be in her posession.
".....Did You Pick Up something similar Like this?"
“Mmm, yes... Having that slut Victoria on her knees, servicing me, would be fun...” Ellie grows wetter as she fantasizes about the lord's wife. “Oooohh!” She lets out a long moan as Lydia's finger finds a sensitive spot. Another follows as the thief beings to tease Ellie's clit.
“You meanie! Stop teasing me!” Ellie pouts and whines as she realizes that Lydia will not let her cum just yet.
Lydia pulls off of Ellie's buzzer and chuckles lightly at the barmaid's choice of words. "You're nice and ready now, eh?" She withdraws her digit from it's temporary home inside her partner and stands. She presses her finger to Ellie's mouth, prompting the whore to taste her own juices.
"Get this underwear off me, love." She kindly orders, the brown undergarments still keeping her barely modest. As the girl works on removing Lydia's bra and damp panties, the thief asks about the shared fantasy she stirred in the other woman's mind, leading it along. "It's only Victoria kneelin' under you? What about her husband? Is he behind you, fondlin' those perky tits as his cock presses into your back? ...Or maybe he's farther down, on his knees eatin' your other hole and doublin' just how good it all feels?" Lydia smirks, enjoying toying with her prey.
With no better options Arthuria starts making her way to the tower in the distance.
1d100 = 94
A few minutes later, as she passes by another large boulder, the blonde knight stops as she spots a human-sized footprint in the dirt. As far as she can tell it is no more than a few days old. Looking around she finds a few more footprints to the left of her current location. She follows them with her eyes and sees a figure hiding in the shadows between two boulders taller than Arthuria is. View attachment 5242 (pretend the bucket is in fact a basket)
It is a blonde human woman, holding a basket with some food in it and looking terrified. But as she realizes that she has been found by a fellow human her fear is replaced by desperation and she rushes to Arthuria.
“Please! Help me!” She starts begging as soon as she stops in front of the blonde knight. “Please! I don't know where I am, I don't know how I got here, I don't know how to get home... Please! I'll do anything you want! Anything! Just... just help me get home! I want to see my husband again! Please!”
“Mmm, yes... Having that slut Victoria on her knees, servicing me, would be fun...” Ellie grows wetter as she fantasizes about the lord's wife. “Oooohh!” She lets out a long moan as Lydia's finger finds a sensitive spot. Another follows as the thief beings to tease Ellie's clit.
“You meanie! Stop teasing me!” Ellie pouts and whines as she realizes that Lydia will not let her cum just yet.
1d100 = 52
For better or worse this time Ida's taunt is a lot more successful. Arrogant wench! KNOW YOUR PLACE! The demon roars and focuses his attention on her, ignoring Eike and the Wraith.
The demon brings his hands close, a flame igniting between them. Just as Ida unleashes her necromantic fire he unleashes a torrent of red hot flames at her. The two spells meet in the middle and start pushing against each other, about equal in power. The wraith attempts to strike the demon from behind, but is unable to, the flames around the beast getting in the way. But there's nothing to stop Eike, and her spell slams in the demon's back, causing him to roar in pain and anger.
Suddenly there's an explosion, its origin the spot where Ida's and the demon's spells met. Ida, Eike, the demon, and even the wraith are pushes back a couple of steps by the shock wave, but are otherwise unharmed.
The demon's flames begin to dim and go out, and he roars again. No! Not yet! Not like this! Damn you, insolent wenches!
1d100 = 60
As if in response to his anger the flames reignite. The demon starts floaing backwards, toward the mine entrance, while trying to keep both Ida and Eike in his sights. It seems he has been weakened so much that he is now attempting to retreat.
"Come now... aren't you forgetting something?" Ida attacks again while making the demon retreat more. "Is your arrogance all... demon?" She continues to put the pressure... but while the demon is defending, and retreating, Ida cast a spell on the entrance... another trap. Since the entrance was small, the trap would easily trap the demon... make him honourable to be finished off...
But... it might be that the tree of them would finish the demon before he reached the entrance... that also did not mean that Ida stopped moving... being in a move, made it easier to dodge.
