The MILF gives him a look that makes it clear she is not amused. “You are interrupting my writing for this? I admit I barely know the young lady, but even I know she is part elf and definitely not as young and innocent as she appears. For you to be her grandfather you would have to be... around 150 years old. And you humans don't live that long.” She gives him an “I gotcha” look – clearly she has no idea how old he really is and assumes he is just a regular old man.
"Hohoho, I see. But I must say, I am also older... well a lot older than I really am." Anton chuckles, as if his lie wasn't just seen through. Damn, I should have asked for more information about the lass. He thinks to himself, "You know, elves aren't the only race to live quite long." He said in an amused tone, "However, enough about my age. I'd like to inquire as to why you won't allow your son to spend time with my granddaughter?" He asked in an attempt to change the subject, "He seems like a young lad with a good head on his shoulders. So why prevent him from experiencing something special?"
“And you're really tasty.” Ellie grins, then her tongue goes back inside Lydia while her hands go to the thief's ass and start fondling her cheeks.
With her ass getting groped and her pussy tongued Lydia's arousal grows, her nipples growing hard and erect... but soon she notices that Ellie seems to be intentionally holding back, leaving her horny but unsatisfied. “How am I doing so far?” The girl asks as she looks up at her, smirking.
Lydia's breathing becomes ragged as her lust mounts, but she keeps her arms folded behind her back and lets Ellie have her revenge for now, moaning all the while.
"Perfectly!" The archer bends down slightly and hooks her hands under Ellie's shoulders. Lydia pulls the other woman to her feet and kisses her vigorously and aggressively. She pulls back a few seconds later, breathless. "Had to try the flavor for myself," Lydia jokes, releasing the tight embrace now that she's calmed down. She takes a couple steps towards the bed and lies down on it. "C'mere. We're both good and soaked, so let's get a little more comfortable, eh?"
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.
"Jonas!" Mylea, teeth chattering from the cold, shouts as she sees the woodsman take the frost breath intended for her. Gritting her teeth and looking away from the light as her head swells with pain, the priestess faces Avella as she attacks, raising her hand. There is no pain. She chants internally, raising her hands. Gathering her strength, she tries to cast a healing spell on the other settler, resting her tired muscles and filling her with more power and vigor than she would normally be able to muster.
(I figured that Mylea would probably be able to buff other characters. Let me know if she shouldn't.)
“W-well... let's start by showing me what you look like without clothes...” Milly suggests hesitantly, her blush returning. She is clearly not used to this, but if she has any second thoughts she does not show it.
"All right then." Ganith was far less meek about the situation that Milly was. He slowly removed his armor and left it on the top of the chest. He also unstrapped his blade and set it there too. He wasn't planning on needing either for the rest of the night. Once the heavy stuff was removed, he gave a brief stretch before wrapping his arms around his middle and slowly peeling his undershirt off. The movement slowly revealed his toned torso to the woman. He wasn't overtly bulky with muscle, but his Draconic heritage gave him more physical power than his form would suggest. As he mentioned, parts of his body seamlessly transitioned between pale skin and silvery scales. Mostly around vulnerable joints on his arms and along his spine. After removing his shirt, he moved to his trousers and unceremoniously unfastened and dropped them to the floor.
His thumbs hooked against his underwear and he gave the woman a cheeky smirk. He wasn't quite sure if she had meant getting completely naked or modestly just to his underwear, but he had no qualms about going all the way. Thus, his underwear dropped to the ground too. Ganith stood in front of her, completely nude. His cock was fairly large for a man his size and had a fair amount of length to it. It hung down only at about half-mast, but each pump of his heart slowly engorged the member more from his arousal at the situation. He had a hefty tuft of silvery pubic hair around his groin which hid some extra protective scaley plating wrapped around the base of his cock and much of his inner thigh region. the scales along these parts of his body were tiny. Nearly the size of pebbles and is quite smooth to the touch. not coarse at all. The vast majority of his girth was fleshy human cock though and was a non-issue for any sexual encounters.
“I... I'm sorry, I just... I have been stuck here for days...” The woman takes a few deep breaths and finally calms down. “Right, right. Let's see... My name is Sara and I am from Marika. I don't know if you've heard about it, it's a new village in the kingdom of Tarnia. I was going home after buying some food at the market when I spotted a small green gem. I figured someone must have lost it, so I went to pick it up, but when I touched it there was a flash of green light and suddenly I was at the edge of the cliffs...” The small green gem is nowhere to be found, but Arthuria remembers it well enough to describe it in detail. “That's it! That's the same gem I found!” Sara exclaims.
“Anyway, after I found myself here I tried to find my way back.” Sara continues her story. “I tried to reach the tower in the distance, but to do that I need to cross the river up ahead, and there's an armored ogre standing guard right next to the crossing. I was too scared to approach him – I mean, he could be friendly, but what if he's not? I can't fight an ogre! I'm just a housewife! So I backtracked and tried another direction. But to the west of here I saw some sort of orc village, and it sounded like they were having an orgy...” She blushes as she remembers what she heard “while to the east I found a forest, so dense it was impossible to traverse. That left crossing the river as the only option, and I was too scared to approach the ogre, so...” She takes a deep breath and lets out a sigh. “I've been hiding here, between the rocks, ever since. I'm not sure how long it has been since this place seems to have no day and night cycle, but it feels like a couple of days at least, possibly longer. I've been eating the food I bought before I ended up here,” she shows the half-empty basket “and hoping that someone will come help me. So, once more, please help me! I want to go home! I will do anything you want, just don't leave me here! Please!” She resumes begging, clearly desperate for a way home.
Arthuria nods. "Everything will be fine. We cant stay here, so You have to lead Me to this Ogre at The crossing. One way or another we will have to get past him. Just stay close and do as I say....I am Arthuria"
He successfully dodges Eike's next attack, only to receive another blow to the back, his weakened fire shield unable to stop the wraith's attack. He growls once more as he retreats inside the mine... not realizing that there's a trap waiting for him at the entrance. Ethereal chains wrap around the demon's body, trapping him in place.
Before the demon can free himself Ida unleashes another wave of green flame, scoring a direct hit. No! No! No! Not yet! Not like this! NO! The demon screams in impotent fury as his flames start going out and his body starts falling apart. In the end there's nothing he can do but shout insults at Ida as he finally dies. Soon allt hat is left is a large pile of ash in front of the mine's entrance.
After a long and difficult battle Ida has won and the fire demon is gone. She can't be sure if he's dead for good, or if he merely returned to wherever he was summoned from, but either way she won her first major challenge. Now she is free to search the mine before going back to report to Victoria.
Breathing heavily, Ida allowed herself to relax... finally, the demon was vanquished. Ida laughed, as she let go of power of tattoos that were boosting her. She doubted that there were opponents stronger then the demon... and despite her claims, the creature was challenging...
She rested for a moment, before taking action. She sent ghosts ahead into the cave scouting, before she Eike and wright advance into the cave, scouting it. She doubted she would find more enemies inside, but it was good to be careful.
"Jonas!" Mylea, teeth chattering from the cold, shouts as she sees the woodsman take the frost breath intended for her. Gritting her teeth and looking away from the light as her head swells with pain, the priestess faces Avella as she attacks, raising her hand. There is no pain. She chants internally, raising her hands. Gathering her strength, she tries to cast a healing spell on the other settler, resting her tired muscles and filling her with more power and vigor than she would normally be able to muster.
(I figured that Mylea would probably be able to buff other characters. Let me know if she shouldn't.)
Her headache flares up again, but Mylea overcomes it and manages to cast the intended spell on Avella. Then she grabs her head in pain as she watches the battle end at long last.
Headache penalty is now -25 until Mylea gets some rest.
(Mylea can try to cast spells, but it gets more difficult each time until she gets some proper rest. Fortunately she likely won't need any spells for a while.)
Avella charges again at beast, trying to use her shield to push away it from frozen companions, but 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.
Her following swing is far from perfect, but it is enough to strike the beast... barely. Even so, that is more than enough. As her blade cuts into the beast's body the golden glow shoots once more from her blade and into the wound. For a brief moment the beast's entire body glows with golden light, then it lets out a pitiful whine and falls down. In the last moments before it expires a bolt of darkness shoots from one of its horns, straight up in the air...
...but as it starts falling down it fizzles and dissipates before reaching the forest floor. The purpose of the bolt shall remain a mystery.
Moments later the wolf's body dissolves into a cloud of darkness, and then that too dissipates and vanishes, leaving nothing behind.
Finally, after a long battle, the horned wolf is no more. Mylea and Avella have won. All that is left is to go back, report, get their reward and then get some well-deserved rest. Possibly find a way to translate the diary and spell book, too.
As they rest and catch their breath in preparation for the track back to the lumber camp the sound of clapping breaks the silence of the forest. Looking to the source they see a dryad, an amused expression on her face. “Well done! That was way more entertaining than I expected!” Seems like she has been watching them fight the beast.
As a reward for their victory against the beast each lady gets a skill increase:
Mylea gets +1 to Nature Magic
Avella gets a choice:
+1 to Sword Fighting
or
+1 to Divine Magic
This reward will be received the next time each character takes a long rest.
The first book...she was a little taken aback by looking at. They really sold these kinds of things here? Her cheeks flushed a bit, as she slightly cracked it open to peek at the pages wondering if the title could just be metaphorical. It was not. She couldn't see a reason she would really need something like this, which left a hard choice.
The other three books together would all be expensive, but undoubtedly useful. She should still have more than enough left over for food and the like after. It would take a bit of time to properly study these, but all would be useful. While the enchanting was a bit beyond her grasp, far more technical than she was really used to, she still decided that this would be worth keeping eventually, or even possibly for someone who did know these things better. But in the time mean time, training her Alchemy and then finding a way to translate that other either by herself or if she was lucky having someone to help her might be a good move. There was no telling if it would even be useful or not, but it was the closest thing she had to a clue. If she improved her alchemy skills that might help her odds of some steady income in the village to fund her ressearch into better things. However, it might also be possible to find a expert on either subject in the village to work under in the meantime and pick up skills.
"Have any particularly good alchemist or enchanters set up any shops here yet?" Making up her mind, she put the money down for the three.
“Well, we have two potion shops, so those are your best bet for finding a good alchemist. Arissa seems to get most of her stuff delivered to her, though, so I'd guess the other shop is a better choice if you need an alchemist. As for an enchanter... not yet. But a sorceress will be opening her shop later today, and she's supposedly selling some enchanted stuff, so I guess she must have some enchanting skill. But I have not met her yet, so I can't be sure. Best to visit her later and see for yourself.” The orc merchant tells Komi and takes her money. “Thank you for your visit and for buying from me, miss! Enjoy the books and come back if you need anything more!”
"Hohoho, I see. But I must say, I am also older... well a lot older than I really am." Anton chuckles, as if his lie wasn't just seen through. Damn, I should have asked for more information about the lass. He thinks to himself, "You know, elves aren't the only race to live quite long." He said in an amused tone, "However, enough about my age. I'd like to inquire as to why you won't allow your son to spend time with my granddaughter?" He asked in an attempt to change the subject, "He seems like a young lad with a good head on his shoulders. So why prevent him from experiencing something special?"
Lusserina does not seem convinced, but seems to accept his explanation for now. “Ascal is my son and I want the best for him. What does... your granddaughter...have to offer him? Her big tits? Plenty of women are well-endowed in that area. I know Ascal has a crush on her, but that's temporary. He'll get over it as soon as he meets a better girl.” The MILF gives Anton an indifferent look. “Is there anything more, or can I go back to my writing?”
Lydia's breathing becomes ragged as her lust mounts, but she keeps her arms folded behind her back and lets Ellie have her revenge for now, moaning all the while.
"Perfectly!" The archer bends down slightly and hooks her hands under Ellie's shoulders. Lydia pulls the other woman to her feet and kisses her vigorously and aggressively. She pulls back a few seconds later, breathless. "Had to try the flavor for myself," Lydia jokes, releasing the tight embrace now that she's calmed down. She takes a couple steps towards the bed and lies down on it. "C'mere. We're both good and soaked, so let's get a little more comfortable, eh?"
Ellie returns the kiss, her hands squeezing Lydia's ass hard.
“Mmm, so tempting...” The whore licks her lips in anticipation and joins the thief on the bed. She sits on her face and leans forward to suck her clit while slipping a pair of fingers inside her wet pussy.
"All right then." Ganith was far less meek about the situation that Milly was. He slowly removed his armor and left it on the top of the chest. He also unstrapped his blade and set it there too. He wasn't planning on needing either for the rest of the night. Once the heavy stuff was removed, he gave a brief stretch before wrapping his arms around his middle and slowly peeling his undershirt off. The movement slowly revealed his toned torso to the woman. He wasn't overtly bulky with muscle, but his Draconic heritage gave him more physical power than his form would suggest. As he mentioned, parts of his body seamlessly transitioned between pale skin and silvery scales. Mostly around vulnerable joints on his arms and along his spine. After removing his shirt, he moved to his trousers and unceremoniously unfastened and dropped them to the floor.
His thumbs hooked against his underwear and he gave the woman a cheeky smirk. He wasn't quite sure if she had meant getting completely naked or modestly just to his underwear, but he had no qualms about going all the way. Thus, his underwear dropped to the ground too. Ganith stood in front of her, completely nude. His cock was fairly large for a man his size and had a fair amount of length to it. It hung down only at about half-mast, but each pump of his heart slowly engorged the member more from his arousal at the situation. He had a hefty tuft of silvery pubic hair around his groin which hid some extra protective scaley plating wrapped around the base of his cock and much of his inner thigh region. the scales along these parts of his body were tiny. Nearly the size of pebbles and is quite smooth to the touch. not coarse at all. The vast majority of his girth was fleshy human cock though and was a non-issue for any sexual encounters.
“Oh... oh, my...” Milly gasps as Ganith's body is gradually revealed to her. She seems embarrassed by the striptease, but does not try to stop him as he removed his underwear. Her gaze focuses on his hardening cock, but with some effort she forces her eyes to look elsewhere. Hesitantly she reaches with her hand and touches some of his scales. “Incredible...” Her eyes roam all over his body, eventually stopping on his dick again. Milly's blush deepens as she stares at it. She seems unsusre what to say or do next.
Arthuria nods. "Everything will be fine. We cant stay here, so You have to lead Me to this Ogre at The crossing. One way or another we will have to get past him. Just stay close and do as I say....I am Arthuria"
“Nice to meet you, miss Arthuria.” Sara bows politely and leads the way.
After a few minutes of walking Arthuria sees the river in the distance, a few large trees growing on each side. A few more minutes and they are almost there.
From up close Arthuria is able to take a better look, and is not happy to discover that the river is both wide and deep. The crossing they have reached seems the only easy way across. However, to the right, not far from the crossing, is a large tree, and its shade is the armored ogre Sara mentioned. He seems to be watching the river and gives no indication to have noticed them. Further to the right she spots a few large huts, one of them likely the ogre's home.
Looking back towards the places they came from Arthuria realizes that they seem to have traveled a much greater distance than it seemed.
“So... what now?” Sara asks hesitantly as she eyes the armored ogre.
Breathing heavily, Ida allowed herself to relax... finally, the demon was vanquished. Ida laughed, as she let go of power of tattoos that were boosting her. She doubted that there were opponents stronger then the demon... and despite her claims, the creature was challenging...
She rested for a moment, before taking action. She sent ghosts ahead into the cave scouting, before she Eike and wright advance into the cave, scouting it. She doubted she would find more enemies inside, but it was good to be careful.
As it turns out there are no more opponents left in the mine, thus Ida and her servants are able to explore undisturbed. Though there isn't much to see: A mostly straight path leading deeper in the mine, a bunch of short side paths that are all dead ends, and the scorched marks left behind by the demon as he walked out earlier. Soon the group reaches a larger chamber with some bedrolls in it – the place where the bandits were sleeping, apparently. There are a few bottles full of cheap alcohol, a few dozen empty bottles, various empty and half-empty cups and tankards, and a few plates with half-eaten food. Beyond this room the path continues, leading deeper into the mine.
Soon Ida and her servants reach another chamber, this one twice as big as the “bedroom” they passed through. In the center of this room is what must have been some sort of crude stone altar, but most of it has melted, likely as a result of the demon's summoning. Not far from the destroyed altar, on each side of it, is a small pile of ash – apparently there were indeed two mages that the wraith killed. There are two exits out of this room.
The right one leads to a small room dug into the rock. Unfortunately there's nothing of value inside, just a pair of bedrolls and a pair of red robes with flames embroidered in the middle of the chest area.
The other exit leads to a storage area with all sorts of crap thrown into several big piles.
1d100 = 54
Ida tries searching through the piles, but quickly gives up. It will take days, if not weeks, to sort everything out and find anything of value. The only things of interest she notices are some ore in a crate and a silver bracelet with a beautiful blue gem in the middle. The bracelet is not yet enchanted, but it could be enchanted later... something to think about on the way back.
Having defeated the demon and explored the mine Ida can now go back to Marika to report her findings and get her reward from Victoria.
Also, for her victory over the demon Ida gets a choice of:
+1 to Necromancy
or
+1 to Tattoos of power
or
+1 to Magical eye
This reward will be received the next time Ida takes a long rest.
Her headache flares up again, but Mylea overcomes it and manages to cast the intended spell on Avella. Then she grabs her head in pain as she watches the battle end at long last.
Headache penalty is now -25 until Mylea gets some rest.
(Mylea can try to cast spells, but it gets more difficult each time until she gets some proper rest. Fortunately she likely won't need any spells for a while.)
1d100 = 60
Magic – Divine: +20
Total: 80
In response to her prayer her sword lights up with golden light.
Her following swing is far from perfect, but it is enough to strike the beast... barely. Even so, that is more than enough. As her blade cuts into the beast's body the golden glow shoots once more from her blade and into the wound. For a brief moment the beast's entire body glows with golden light, then it lets out a pitiful whine and falls down. In the last moments before it expires a bolt of darkness shoots from one of its horns, straight up in the air...
...but as it starts falling down it fizzles and dissipates before reaching the forest floor. The purpose of the bolt shall remain a mystery.
Moments later the wolf's body dissolves into a cloud of darkness, and then that too dissipates and vanishes, leaving nothing behind.
Finally, after a long battle, the horned wolf is no more. Mylea and Avella have won. All that is left is to go back, report, get their reward and then get some well-deserved rest. Possibly find a way to translate the diary and spell book, too.
As they rest and catch their breath in preparation for the track back to the lumber camp the sound of clapping breaks the silence of the forest. Looking to the source they see a dryad, an amused expression on her face. “Well done! That was way more entertaining than I expected!” Seems like she has been watching them fight the beast. View attachment 5247
As a reward for their victory against the beast each lady gets a skill increase:
Mylea gets +1 to Nature Magic
Avella gets a choice:
+1 to Sword Fighting
or
+1 to Divine Magic
This reward will be received the next time each character takes a long rest.
“Well, we have two potion shops, so those are your best bet for finding a good alchemist. Arissa seems to get most of her stuff delivered to her, though, so I'd guess the other shop is a better choice if you need an alchemist. As for an enchanter... not yet. But a sorceress will be opening her shop later today, and she's supposedly selling some enchanted stuff, so I guess she must have some enchanting skill. But I have not met her yet, so I can't be sure. Best to visit her later and see for yourself.” The orc merchant tells Komi and takes her money. “Thank you for your visit and for buying from me, miss! Enjoy the books and come back if you need anything more!”
Lusserina does not seem convinced, but seems to accept his explanation for now. “Ascal is my son and I want the best for him. What does... your granddaughter...have to offer him? Her big tits? Plenty of women are well-endowed in that area. I know Ascal has a crush on her, but that's temporary. He'll get over it as soon as he meets a better girl.” The MILF gives Anton an indifferent look. “Is there anything more, or can I go back to my writing?”
Ellie returns the kiss, her hands squeezing Lydia's ass hard.
“Mmm, so tempting...” The whore licks her lips in anticipation and joins the thief on the bed. She sits on her face and leans forward to suck her clit while slipping a pair of fingers inside her wet pussy.
“Oh... oh, my...” Milly gasps as Ganith's body is gradually revealed to her. She seems embarrassed by the striptease, but does not try to stop him as he removed his underwear. Her gaze focuses on his hardening cock, but with some effort she forces her eyes to look elsewhere. Hesitantly she reaches with her hand and touches some of his scales. “Incredible...” Her eyes roam all over his body, eventually stopping on his dick again. Milly's blush deepens as she stares at it. She seems unsusre what to say or do next.
“Nice to meet you, miss Arthuria.” Sara bows politely and leads the way.
After a few minutes of walking Arthuria sees the river in the distance, a few large trees growing on each side. A few more minutes and they are almost there.
From up close Arthuria is able to take a better look, and is not happy to discover that the river is both wide and deep. The crossing they have reached seems the only easy way across. However, to the right, not far from the crossing, is a large tree, and its shade is the armored ogre Sara mentioned. He seems to be watching the river and gives no indication to have noticed them. Further to the right she spots a few large huts, one of them likely the ogre's home.
Looking back towards the places they came from Arthuria realizes that they seem to have traveled a much greater distance than it seemed.
“So... what now?” Sara asks hesitantly as she eyes the armored ogre.
As it turns out there are no more opponents left in the mine, thus Ida and her servants are able to explore undisturbed. Though there isn't much to see: A mostly straight path leading deeper in the mine, a bunch of short side paths that are all dead ends, and the scorched marks left behind by the demon as he walked out earlier. Soon the group reaches a larger chamber with some bedrolls in it – the place where the bandits were sleeping, apparently. There are a few bottles full of cheap alcohol, a few dozen empty bottles, various empty and half-empty cups and tankards, and a few plates with half-eaten food. Beyond this room the path continues, leading deeper into the mine.
Soon Ida and her servants reach another chamber, this one twice as big as the “bedroom” they passed through. In the center of this room is what must have been some sort of crude stone altar, but most of it has melted, likely as a result of the demon's summoning. Not far from the destroyed altar, on each side of it, is a small pile of ash – apparently there were indeed two mages that the wraith killed. There are two exits out of this room.
The right one leads to a small room dug into the rock. Unfortunately there's nothing of value inside, just a pair of bedrolls and a pair of red robes with flames embroidered in the middle of the chest area.
The other exit leads to a storage area with all sorts of crap thrown into several big piles.
1d100 = 54
Ida tries searching through the piles, but quickly gives up. It will take days, if not weeks, to sort everything out and find anything of value. The only things of interest she notices are some ore in a crate and a silver bracelet with a beautiful blue gem in the middle. The bracelet is not yet enchanted, but it could be enchanted later... something to think about on the way back.
Having defeated the demon and explored the mine Ida can now go back to Marika to report her findings and get her reward from Victoria.
Also, for her victory over the demon Ida gets a choice of:
+1 to Necromancy
or
+1 to Tattoos of power
or
+1 to Magical eye
This reward will be received the next time Ida takes a long rest.
"We dont have many Options. The Stream is deep and could pull Us with it. I will Talk with this Ogre. It could get ugly, so when it does You Run Back to The Tower. You understand?"
Lusserina does not seem convinced, but seems to accept his explanation for now. “Ascal is my son and I want the best for him. What does... your granddaughter...have to offer him? Her big tits? Plenty of women are well-endowed in that area. I know Ascal has a crush on her, but that's temporary. He'll get over it as soon as he meets a better girl.” The MILF gives Anton an indifferent look. “Is there anything more, or can I go back to my writing?”
"That is true, but can you say that those women will have feelings for him, as strong as my granddaughter's?" Anton replied, "What is there to lose if you let them try to court each other? Perhaps their relationship will blossom, or perhaps it won't. Either way, Ascal here will learn of an important lesson." The old man added, now thinking of a way to bed the busty milf. "Haah. Forgive me, we seem to have gotten on the wrong foot. I am Anton, an old man who came to visit his granddaughter for her special day. Might I inquire your name, miss? And if it's not too private, as to what subject you are writing about? I've travelled quite a lot in my youth you see, so perhaps I can be of assistance?"
Her headache flares up again, but Mylea overcomes it and manages to cast the intended spell on Avella. Then she grabs her head in pain as she watches the battle end at long last.
Headache penalty is now -25 until Mylea gets some rest.
(Mylea can try to cast spells, but it gets more difficult each time until she gets some proper rest. Fortunately she likely won't need any spells for a while.)
1d100 = 60
Magic – Divine: +20
Total: 80
In response to her prayer her sword lights up with golden light.
Her following swing is far from perfect, but it is enough to strike the beast... barely. Even so, that is more than enough. As her blade cuts into the beast's body the golden glow shoots once more from her blade and into the wound. For a brief moment the beast's entire body glows with golden light, then it lets out a pitiful whine and falls down. In the last moments before it expires a bolt of darkness shoots from one of its horns, straight up in the air...
...but as it starts falling down it fizzles and dissipates before reaching the forest floor. The purpose of the bolt shall remain a mystery.
Moments later the wolf's body dissolves into a cloud of darkness, and then that too dissipates and vanishes, leaving nothing behind.
Finally, after a long battle, the horned wolf is no more. Mylea and Avella have won. All that is left is to go back, report, get their reward and then get some well-deserved rest. Possibly find a way to translate the diary and spell book, too.
As they rest and catch their breath in preparation for the track back to the lumber camp the sound of clapping breaks the silence of the forest. Looking to the source they see a dryad, an amused expression on her face. “Well done! That was way more entertaining than I expected!” Seems like she has been watching them fight the beast. View attachment 5247
As a reward for their victory against the beast each lady gets a skill increase:
Mylea gets +1 to Nature Magic
Avella gets a choice:
+1 to Sword Fighting
or
+1 to Divine Magic
This reward will be received the next time each character takes a long rest.
Avella fall on her knees, tired after long fight. Holding before her face handpiece of her sword, elven paladin prays.
"Holly Sarenaer, Blessed Everlight. Thank you for your support and help in such battle, your humble servant thanks you by all her heart. I'm pride, that I could serve in your glory Everlight."
She speak prays and clean her sword, putting it back to her belf and shield on her back, looking at her companions.
"Well, we managed to defeat evil what treat this lands, thank you for teamwork." She said. After they wayh back to lumbers camp, they hear clapping and Avella saw dryad on the tree.
"Tell us dryad, are you only watcher who didn't want involed in the fight, or are you somehow connected to this evil wolf?" Avella asked in calm tone, didn't wanting another fight, but in the same time it was suspicious what happen.
(Avella will take +1 to Divine Magic)
"We dont have many Options. The Stream is deep and could pull Us with it. I will Talk with this Ogre. It could get ugly, so when it does You Run Back to The Tower. You understand?"
“Understood. Please be careful!” Sara remains where she is and watches Arthuria approach the ogre.
The armored ogre turns to look at her as he hears her approach, but after examining her for a bit seems to lose interest and goes back to watching the river.
"That is true, but can you say that those women will have feelings for him, as strong as my granddaughter's?" Anton replied, "What is there to lose if you let them try to court each other? Perhaps their relationship will blossom, or perhaps it won't. Either way, Ascal here will learn of an important lesson." The old man added, now thinking of a way to bed the busty milf. "Haah. Forgive me, we seem to have gotten on the wrong foot. I am Anton, an old man who came to visit his granddaughter for her special day. Might I inquire your name, miss? And if it's not too private, as to what subject you are writing about? I've travelled quite a lot in my youth you see, so perhaps I can be of assistance?"
The elven MILF does not seem convinced by his words. “My name is Lusserina Galesong and I am a writer.” She seems all too happy to change the subject away from her son. “I have written several novels so far. The one I am writing now is about a noblewoman who has fallen from grace after her husband was declared a traitor. She is trying to discover the real traitor and also find her kidnapped daughter. I appreciate the offer, but I doubt you can help me. You don;t strike me as a person who has experience with nobles. No offense.”
Avella fall on her knees, tired after long fight. Holding before her face handpiece of her sword, elven paladin prays.
"Holly Sarenaer, Blessed Everlight. Thank you for your support and help in such battle, your humble servant thanks you by all her heart. I'm pride, that I could serve in your glory Everlight."
She speak prays and clean her sword, putting it back to her belf and shield on her back, looking at her companions.
"Well, we managed to defeat evil what treat this lands, thank you for teamwork." She said. After they wayh back to lumbers camp, they hear clapping and Avella saw dryad on the tree.
"Tell us dryad, are you only watcher who didn't want involed in the fight, or are you somehow connected to this evil wolf?" Avella asked in calm tone, didn't wanting another fight, but in the same time it was suspicious what happen.
(Avella will take +1 to Divine Magic)
The dryad shrugs. “You people, whether human, elf, orc, or some other race, kill each other for all sorts of silly reasons. Someone summoning a beast in an attempt to kill other humans is just another example of such foolishness. But as long as the beast did not endanger the forest I had no reason to interfere.” She explains, clearly seeing nothing wrong with watching without getting involved.
(The next time Avella rests update her sheet to add the +1 to Divine Magic).
The dryad shrugs. “You people, whether human, elf, orc, or some other race, kill each other for all sorts of silly reasons. Someone summoning a beast in an attempt to kill other humans is just another example of such foolishness. But as long as the beast did not endanger the forest I had no reason to interfere.” She explains, clearly seeing nothing wrong with watching without getting involved.
(The next time Avella rests update her sheet to add the +1 to Divine Magic).
Avella nodded for that. She doesn't agree with dryad, but she understand her point of view.
"I see. But, did you saw who summon that beast and when it happen? It could sound foolish to you, but in our laws such crime must be punishment, to awoid similar disaster in the future." She calm explain to driad.
"Also, I'm curios, what are doing outside Dryad teritory? Did you full commands of your leaders or you just like to travel in the forest?"
The elven MILF does not seem convinced by his words. “My name is Lusserina Galesong and I am a writer.” She seems all too happy to change the subject away from her son. “I have written several novels so far. The one I am writing now is about a noblewoman who has fallen from grace after her husband was declared a traitor. She is trying to discover the real traitor and also find her kidnapped daughter. I appreciate the offer, but I doubt you can help me. You don;t strike me as a person who has experience with nobles. No offense.”
"Ohoho, intrigue, eh?" Anton replied, smiling as he got the milf to willingly talk about herself. "As a matter of fact, I do have experience with nobles, quite a lot actually." He replied with a grin, "While I haven't read the full story yet, a premise like that. Hmm, that is interesting. From my dealins with them, such a ploy would usually be lead by the nobleman's right hand man, who's more ambitious than he let on? Or perhaps a nobleman who wants his daughter, only to he denied? Maybe even a twist, where it was the daughter's plan all along, as she didn't want to be used for any political marriage?" The old man spout some interesting story lines, which may or may not be based on his experience in living in the capital for a few decades. "Well, did I get it right?" He asked with a smile.
Her headache flares up again, but Mylea overcomes it and manages to cast the intended spell on Avella. Then she grabs her head in pain as she watches the battle end at long last.
Headache penalty is now -25 until Mylea gets some rest.
(Mylea can try to cast spells, but it gets more difficult each time until she gets some proper rest. Fortunately she likely won't need any spells for a while.)
1d100 = 60
Magic – Divine: +20
Total: 80
In response to her prayer her sword lights up with golden light.
Her following swing is far from perfect, but it is enough to strike the beast... barely. Even so, that is more than enough. As her blade cuts into the beast's body the golden glow shoots once more from her blade and into the wound. For a brief moment the beast's entire body glows with golden light, then it lets out a pitiful whine and falls down. In the last moments before it expires a bolt of darkness shoots from one of its horns, straight up in the air...
...but as it starts falling down it fizzles and dissipates before reaching the forest floor. The purpose of the bolt shall remain a mystery.
Moments later the wolf's body dissolves into a cloud of darkness, and then that too dissipates and vanishes, leaving nothing behind.
Finally, after a long battle, the horned wolf is no more. Mylea and Avella have won. All that is left is to go back, report, get their reward and then get some well-deserved rest. Possibly find a way to translate the diary and spell book, too.
As they rest and catch their breath in preparation for the track back to the lumber camp the sound of clapping breaks the silence of the forest. Looking to the source they see a dryad, an amused expression on her face. “Well done! That was way more entertaining than I expected!” Seems like she has been watching them fight the beast. View attachment 5247
As a reward for their victory against the beast each lady gets a skill increase:
Mylea gets +1 to Nature Magic
Avella gets a choice:
+1 to Sword Fighting
or
+1 to Divine Magic
This reward will be received the next time each character takes a long rest.
“Well, we have two potion shops, so those are your best bet for finding a good alchemist. Arissa seems to get most of her stuff delivered to her, though, so I'd guess the other shop is a better choice if you need an alchemist. As for an enchanter... not yet. But a sorceress will be opening her shop later today, and she's supposedly selling some enchanted stuff, so I guess she must have some enchanting skill. But I have not met her yet, so I can't be sure. Best to visit her later and see for yourself.” The orc merchant tells Komi and takes her money. “Thank you for your visit and for buying from me, miss! Enjoy the books and come back if you need anything more!”
Lusserina does not seem convinced, but seems to accept his explanation for now. “Ascal is my son and I want the best for him. What does... your granddaughter...have to offer him? Her big tits? Plenty of women are well-endowed in that area. I know Ascal has a crush on her, but that's temporary. He'll get over it as soon as he meets a better girl.” The MILF gives Anton an indifferent look. “Is there anything more, or can I go back to my writing?”
Ellie returns the kiss, her hands squeezing Lydia's ass hard.
“Mmm, so tempting...” The whore licks her lips in anticipation and joins the thief on the bed. She sits on her face and leans forward to suck her clit while slipping a pair of fingers inside her wet pussy.
“Oh... oh, my...” Milly gasps as Ganith's body is gradually revealed to her. She seems embarrassed by the striptease, but does not try to stop him as he removed his underwear. Her gaze focuses on his hardening cock, but with some effort she forces her eyes to look elsewhere. Hesitantly she reaches with her hand and touches some of his scales. “Incredible...” Her eyes roam all over his body, eventually stopping on his dick again. Milly's blush deepens as she stares at it. She seems unsusre what to say or do next.
“Nice to meet you, miss Arthuria.” Sara bows politely and leads the way.
After a few minutes of walking Arthuria sees the river in the distance, a few large trees growing on each side. A few more minutes and they are almost there.
From up close Arthuria is able to take a better look, and is not happy to discover that the river is both wide and deep. The crossing they have reached seems the only easy way across. However, to the right, not far from the crossing, is a large tree, and its shade is the armored ogre Sara mentioned. He seems to be watching the river and gives no indication to have noticed them. Further to the right she spots a few large huts, one of them likely the ogre's home.
Looking back towards the places they came from Arthuria realizes that they seem to have traveled a much greater distance than it seemed.
“So... what now?” Sara asks hesitantly as she eyes the armored ogre.
As it turns out there are no more opponents left in the mine, thus Ida and her servants are able to explore undisturbed. Though there isn't much to see: A mostly straight path leading deeper in the mine, a bunch of short side paths that are all dead ends, and the scorched marks left behind by the demon as he walked out earlier. Soon the group reaches a larger chamber with some bedrolls in it – the place where the bandits were sleeping, apparently. There are a few bottles full of cheap alcohol, a few dozen empty bottles, various empty and half-empty cups and tankards, and a few plates with half-eaten food. Beyond this room the path continues, leading deeper into the mine.
Soon Ida and her servants reach another chamber, this one twice as big as the “bedroom” they passed through. In the center of this room is what must have been some sort of crude stone altar, but most of it has melted, likely as a result of the demon's summoning. Not far from the destroyed altar, on each side of it, is a small pile of ash – apparently there were indeed two mages that the wraith killed. There are two exits out of this room.
The right one leads to a small room dug into the rock. Unfortunately there's nothing of value inside, just a pair of bedrolls and a pair of red robes with flames embroidered in the middle of the chest area.
The other exit leads to a storage area with all sorts of crap thrown into several big piles.
1d100 = 54
Ida tries searching through the piles, but quickly gives up. It will take days, if not weeks, to sort everything out and find anything of value. The only things of interest she notices are some ore in a crate and a silver bracelet with a beautiful blue gem in the middle. The bracelet is not yet enchanted, but it could be enchanted later... something to think about on the way back.
Having defeated the demon and explored the mine Ida can now go back to Marika to report her findings and get her reward from Victoria.
Also, for her victory over the demon Ida gets a choice of:
+1 to Necromancy
or
+1 to Tattoos of power
or
+1 to Magical eye
This reward will be received the next time Ida takes a long rest.
Avella fall on her knees, tired after long fight. Holding before her face handpiece of her sword, elven paladin prays.
"Holly Sarenaer, Blessed Everlight. Thank you for your support and help in such battle, your humble servant thanks you by all her heart. I'm pride, that I could serve in your glory Everlight."
She speak prays and clean her sword, putting it back to her belf and shield on her back, looking at her companions.
"Well, we managed to defeat evil what treat this lands, thank you for teamwork." She said. After they wayh back to lumbers camp, they hear clapping and Avella saw dryad on the tree.
"Tell us dryad, are you only watcher who didn't want involed in the fight, or are you somehow connected to this evil wolf?" Avella asked in calm tone, didn't wanting another fight, but in the same time it was suspicious what happen.
(Avella will take +1 to Divine Magic)
“Understood. Please be careful!” Sara remains where she is and watches Arthuria approach the ogre.
The armored ogre turns to look at her as he hears her approach, but after examining her for a bit seems to lose interest and goes back to watching the river.
The elven MILF does not seem convinced by his words. “My name is Lusserina Galesong and I am a writer.” She seems all too happy to change the subject away from her son. “I have written several novels so far. The one I am writing now is about a noblewoman who has fallen from grace after her husband was declared a traitor. She is trying to discover the real traitor and also find her kidnapped daughter. I appreciate the offer, but I doubt you can help me. You don;t strike me as a person who has experience with nobles. No offense.”
The dryad shrugs. “You people, whether human, elf, orc, or some other race, kill each other for all sorts of silly reasons. Someone summoning a beast in an attempt to kill other humans is just another example of such foolishness. But as long as the beast did not endanger the forest I had no reason to interfere.” She explains, clearly seeing nothing wrong with watching without getting involved.
(The next time Avella rests update her sheet to add the +1 to Divine Magic).
Mylea rubs her temples, groaning softly as she feels the pain of her headache truly get to her, and moves to a more shady area to avoid sun glare. "Well, we kill one another too often - that's certainly true." The priestess says sadly. For the most part, she lets Avella take the lead in the conversation - her head's hurting too much, for one, and for two she's worried that the dryad will work out her mixed parentage and take offence to it - dryads might view her as kindred, or not care about her birth one way or another, but there's a very real possibility that the concept of a half dryad might be viewed as anathema, leading to her violent end, or being dragged into the forests to complete her transformation. Since Mylea's only experience with forest nymphs was with her mother, she plays it careful for now, letting Avella talk as she works on healing the unfortunately frozen Jonas.
Still, there's one thing she does have to establish. "The person who summoned the beast - was it the dead man in the circle, or is the summoner still on the loose?"
“Oh... oh, my...” Milly gasps as Ganith's body is gradually revealed to her. She seems embarrassed by the striptease, but does not try to stop him as he removed his underwear. Her gaze focuses on his hardening cock, but with some effort she forces her eyes to look elsewhere. Hesitantly she reaches with her hand and touches some of his scales. “Incredible...” Her eyes roam all over his body, eventually stopping on his dick again. Milly's blush deepens as she stares at it. She seems unsure what to say or do next.
Ganith grinned at her reaction. He certainly didn't mind anyone admiring his body. When she moved close to him to touch his scales. His cock quickly became fully erect in anticipation. However, she hesitated to go any further. She may just need one more push to move over the edge. He slowly reached an arm out as she gawked at him and pulled gently at one of the straps on her dress. "This is all nice, but don't you think that it's a little unfair that i'm the only naked one here?"
It was a bit of a gamble. Sex had never been suggested or even weighed in their interactions. The thought might have crossed her mind, but there was likely always the assumption that she could back out if he did anything untoward. Removing her clothes would be a commitment to what happened next.
“Understood. Please be careful!” Sara remains where she is and watches Arthuria approach the ogre.
The armored ogre turns to look at her as he hears her approach, but after examining her for a bit seems to lose interest and goes back to watching the river.
The elven MILF does not seem convinced by his words. “My name is Lusserina Galesong and I am a writer.” She seems all too happy to change the subject away from her son. “I have written several novels so far. The one I am writing now is about a noblewoman who has fallen from grace after her husband was declared a traitor. She is trying to discover the real traitor and also find her kidnapped daughter. I appreciate the offer, but I doubt you can help me. You don;t strike me as a person who has experience with nobles. No offense.”
The dryad shrugs. “You people, whether human, elf, orc, or some other race, kill each other for all sorts of silly reasons. Someone summoning a beast in an attempt to kill other humans is just another example of such foolishness. But as long as the beast did not endanger the forest I had no reason to interfere.” She explains, clearly seeing nothing wrong with watching without getting involved.
(The next time Avella rests update her sheet to add the +1 to Divine Magic).
Arthuria approaches but keeps some distance and coughs politely to get His Attention.
"Excuse Me....Uhm Me and my Friend over there want to cross The Stream but its a bit too deep. Would a Strong Ogre Like Yourself be able to help Us out?"
As it turns out there are no more opponents left in the mine, thus Ida and her servants are able to explore undisturbed. Though there isn't much to see: A mostly straight path leading deeper in the mine, a bunch of short side paths that are all dead ends, and the scorched marks left behind by the demon as he walked out earlier. Soon the group reaches a larger chamber with some bedrolls in it – the place where the bandits were sleeping, apparently. There are a few bottles full of cheap alcohol, a few dozen empty bottles, various empty and half-empty cups and tankards, and a few plates with half-eaten food. Beyond this room the path continues, leading deeper into the mine.
Soon Ida and her servants reach another chamber, this one twice as big as the “bedroom” they passed through. In the center of this room is what must have been some sort of crude stone altar, but most of it has melted, likely as a result of the demon's summoning. Not far from the destroyed altar, on each side of it, is a small pile of ash – apparently there were indeed two mages that the wraith killed. There are two exits out of this room.
The right one leads to a small room dug into the rock. Unfortunately there's nothing of value inside, just a pair of bedrolls and a pair of red robes with flames embroidered in the middle of the chest area.
The other exit leads to a storage area with all sorts of crap thrown into several big piles.
1d100 = 54
Ida tries searching through the piles, but quickly gives up. It will take days, if not weeks, to sort everything out and find anything of value. The only things of interest she notices are some ore in a crate and a silver bracelet with a beautiful blue gem in the middle. The bracelet is not yet enchanted, but it could be enchanted later... something to think about on the way back.
Having defeated the demon and explored the mine Ida can now go back to Marika to report her findings and get her reward from Victoria.
Also, for her victory over the demon Ida gets a choice of:
+1 to Necromancy
or
+1 to Tattoos of power
or
+1 to Magical eye
This reward will be received the next time Ida takes a long rest.
As she looked around, Ida sighed disappointedly. The Necromancer counted on finding treasures in the mine... and dead. The entire trip was a disappointment... but... maybe she could leverage the success somehow. Maybe she could be granted land of her own?
She shook her head and decided to lie down and rest - it was night anyway. After the night's rest, as she got up, Ida realised that the fight brought her a greater understanding of Necromancy.
With newfound understanding and greater skill of the art, Ida decided to enhance a bracelet she found. Its main purpose would be storing souls she could use later...
With that done, Ida made her way bag to her wagon with her retinue and returned to Lady Victoria for her reward.
Avella nodded for that. She doesn't agree with dryad, but she understand her point of view.
"I see. But, did you saw who summon that beast and when it happen? It could sound foolish to you, but in our laws such crime must be punishment, to awoid similar disaster in the future." She calm explain to driad.
"Also, I'm curios, what are doing outside Dryad teritory? Did you full commands of your leaders or you just like to travel in the forest?"
“Well the dead guy is the one that summoned the beast, so unless you plan to have a necromancer raise him as an undead there isn't much you can do to punish him now.” The Dryad informs her, then smirks. “What, you think all dryads live in the Empire? Of course not – plenty of us live in other lands. I have been living in this forest for centuries and consider the southern half my home. So far the humans stick to the north half, so I have no quarrel with them, but should they move too far south... we'll have to talk...” The last word sounds rather ominous and threatening.
"Ohoho, intrigue, eh?" Anton replied, smiling as he got the milf to willingly talk about herself. "As a matter of fact, I do have experience with nobles, quite a lot actually." He replied with a grin, "While I haven't read the full story yet, a premise like that. Hmm, that is interesting. From my dealins with them, such a ploy would usually be lead by the nobleman's right hand man, who's more ambitious than he let on? Or perhaps a nobleman who wants his daughter, only to he denied? Maybe even a twist, where it was the daughter's plan all along, as she didn't want to be used for any political marriage?" The old man spout some interesting story lines, which may or may not be based on his experience in living in the capital for a few decades. "Well, did I get it right?" He asked with a smile.
“Are you sure you have not read some of my earlier books?” Lusserina raises an eyebrow. “Because I have used all three of those plots in previous works... So of course this time I'm trying something different.” She smirks at him. “So, you've dealt with nobles before? Tell me more – I'm curious what you did, exactly...” This time she seems genuinely curious.
Mylea rubs her temples, groaning softly as she feels the pain of her headache truly get to her, and moves to a more shady area to avoid sun glare. "Well, we kill one another too often - that's certainly true." The priestess says sadly. For the most part, she lets Avella take the lead in the conversation - her head's hurting too much, for one, and for two she's worried that the dryad will work out her mixed parentage and take offence to it - dryads might view her as kindred, or not care about her birth one way or another, but there's a very real possibility that the concept of a half dryad might be viewed as anathema, leading to her violent end, or being dragged into the forests to complete her transformation. Since Mylea's only experience with forest nymphs was with her mother, she plays it careful for now, letting Avella talk as she works on healing the unfortunately frozen Jonas.
Still, there's one thing she does have to establish. "The person who summoned the beast - was it the dead man in the circle, or is the summoner still on the loose?"
The dryad turns to face her. “Yes, the dead guy summoned the beast. He set up some protective spells, but he must have screwed up something because the beast was able to kill him anyway.” She shrugs.
Fortunately with the beast gone the frost covering Jonas quickly melts. “Thanks, lass.” The man manages to say through chattering teeth, his body still cold but warmth slowly returning.
The dryad observes her help Jonas, then speaks again. “This might be unrelated, but some months ago a group of people wearing robes similar to the dead guy's visited the forest. They seemed to be searching for something, but apparently did not find it and left disappointed. Last I saw them they were headed north, to the other forest. Could be a coincidence, or the guy could be related to them. I don't know.” She shrugs again.
Ganith grinned at her reaction. He certainly didn't mind anyone admiring his body. When she moved close to him to touch his scales. His cock quickly became fully erect in anticipation. However, she hesitated to go any further. She may just need one more push to move over the edge. He slowly reached an arm out as she gawked at him and pulled gently at one of the straps on her dress. "This is all nice, but don't you think that it's a little unfair that i'm the only naked one here?"
It was a bit of a gamble. Sex had never been suggested or even weighed in their interactions. The thought might have crossed her mind, but there was likely always the assumption that she could back out if he did anything untoward. Removing her clothes would be a commitment to what happened next.
“I... I guess...” Milly does not try to stop him as he removes her dress, leaving her clad in simple white bra and panties. “I... um...” She bites her lips, still hesitating. But then she seems to get an idea. “Um, if it's not too much trouble... one of the other girls recommended that I get a massage because I am too stiff, at least according to her... you think you could... give me one? If it's not too much trouble...”
Arthuria approaches but keeps some distance and coughs politely to get His Attention.
"Excuse Me....Uhm Me and my Friend over there want to cross The Stream but its a bit too deep. Would a Strong Ogre Like Yourself be able to help Us out?"
The ogre looks at Arthuria, then shrugs and points at the nearby river crossing, as if saying Go ahead and cross, then, why are you bothering me?
Looking at where the ogre is pointing Arthuria sees numerous wide flat stones just under the water surface. As long as they take their time and don't rush, it should be easy for both of them to cross, though they will get their feet wet. The real question is which one of them should go first, or if they should go together. Other than more large boulders there's nothing of note on the other side to be seen, but who knows what might be hiding there? There must be a reason the ogre is watching the crossing...
As she looked around, Ida sighed disappointedly. The Necromancer counted on finding treasures in the mine... and dead. The entire trip was a disappointment... but... maybe she could leverage the success somehow. Maybe she could be granted land of her own?
She shook her head and decided to lie down and rest - it was night anyway. After the night's rest, as she got up, Ida realised that the fight brought her a greater understanding of Necromancy.
With newfound understanding and greater skill of the art, Ida decided to enhance a bracelet she found. Its main purpose would be storing souls she could use later...
With that done, Ida made her way bag to her wagon with her retinue and returned to Lady Victoria for her reward.
The trip back is long, boring and uneventful, giving her enough time to enchant the bracelet. It takes a few tries, but eventually Ida is able to enchant it the way she desires.
It is almost sunset when Ida arrives back in Marika. She is immediately led to the library, where the lady is searching the bookshelves for something. But she puts it all on hold as she sees her.
“Welcome back, Ida. I'm glad to see you are well.” The lady greets her once both women are seated. “I trust your mission was successful?” Almost immediately Ida feels the lady's foot start teasing her pussy again...
1d100 = 100
Flaw: Body reshaped for pleasure: -20
Previous experience: +10
Total: 90
...but this time Ida is expecting it and is able to easily resist the pleasure. The lady frowns for a brief moment, but then her smile returns. “Please, tell me everything! What you found, what sort of obstacles you encountered...” Victoria continues to tease her...
1d100 = 55
Flaw: Body reshaped for pleasure: -20
Previous experience: +10
Victoria's spell: -40
Total: 5
…then Ida feels it - some sort of spell she's not familiar with. A wave of arousal washes over her, starting from the toe that is currently inside her pussy, and spreading in every direction, until Ida's whole body is burning with desire, her nipples hard and her pussy dripping wet. The lady smirks at her. “Yes, be a good girl and tell me everything that happened...” Victoria's foot continues to tease her and keep her aroused.
Horny as she is Ida won't be able to focus enough to come up with believable lies. The most she can do for now is omit things as she tells the story.
“Well the dead guy is the one that summoned the beast, so unless you plan to have a necromancer raise him as an undead there isn't much you can do to punish him now.” The Dryad informs her, then smirks. “What, you think all dryads live in the Empire? Of course not – plenty of us live in other lands. I have been living in this forest for centuries and consider the southern half my home. So far the humans stick to the north half, so I have no quarrel with them, but should they move too far south... we'll have to talk...” The last word sounds rather ominous and threatening.
“Are you sure you have not read some of my earlier books?” Lusserina raises an eyebrow. “Because I have used all three of those plots in previous works... So of course this time I'm trying something different.” She smirks at him. “So, you've dealt with nobles before? Tell me more – I'm curious what you did, exactly...” This time she seems genuinely curious.
The dryad turns to face her. “Yes, the dead guy summoned the beast. He set up some protective spells, but he must have screwed up something because the beast was able to kill him anyway.” She shrugs.
Fortunately with the beast gone the frost covering Jonas quickly melts. “Thanks, lass.” The man manages to say through chattering teeth, his body still cold but warmth slowly returning.
The dryad observes her help Jonas, then speaks again. “This might be unrelated, but some months ago a group of people wearing robes similar to the dead guy's visited the forest. They seemed to be searching for something, but apparently did not find it and left disappointed. Last I saw them they were headed north, to the other forest. Could be a coincidence, or the guy could be related to them. I don't know.” She shrugs again.
“I... I guess...” Milly does not try to stop him as he removes her dress, leaving her clad in simple white bra and panties. “I... um...” She bites her lips, still hesitating. But then she seems to get an idea. “Um, if it's not too much trouble... one of the other girls recommended that I get a massage because I am too stiff, at least according to her... you think you could... give me one? If it's not too much trouble...”
The ogre looks at Arthuria, then shrugs and points at the nearby river crossing, as if saying Go ahead and cross, then, why are you bothering me?
Looking at where the ogre is pointing Arthuria sees numerous wide flat stones just under the water surface. As long as they take their time and don't rush, it should be easy for both of them to cross, though they will get their feet wet. The real question is which one of them should go first, or if they should go together. Other than more large boulders there's nothing of note on the other side to be seen, but who knows what might be hiding there? There must be a reason the ogre is watching the crossing...
The trip back is long, boring and uneventful, giving her enough time to enchant the bracelet. It takes a few tries, but eventually Ida is able to enchant it the way she desires.
It is almost sunset when Ida arrives back in Marika. She is immediately led to the library, where the lady is searching the bookshelves for something. But she puts it all on hold as she sees her.
“Welcome back, Ida. I'm glad to see you are well.” The lady greets her once both women are seated. “I trust your mission was successful?” Almost immediately Ida feels the lady's foot start teasing her pussy again...
1d100 = 100
Flaw: Body reshaped for pleasure: -20
Previous experience: +10
Total: 90
...but this time Ida is expecting it and is able to easily resist the pleasure. The lady frowns for a brief moment, but then her smile returns. “Please, tell me everything! What you found, what sort of obstacles you encountered...” Victoria continues to tease her...
1d100 = 55
Flaw: Body reshaped for pleasure: -20
Previous experience: +10
Victoria's spell: -40
Total: 5
…then Ida feels it - some sort of spell she's not familiar with. A wave of arousal washes over her, starting from the toe that is currently inside her pussy, and spreading in every direction, until Ida's whole body is burning with desire, her nipples hard and her pussy dripping wet. The lady smirks at her. “Yes, be a good girl and tell me everything that happened...” Victoria's foot continues to tease her and keep her aroused.
Horny as she is Ida won't be able to focus enough to come up with believable lies. The most she can do for now is omit things as she tells the story.
"Marika. We want to get to Marika. Is this The right Direction? Is there something on The other Side that troubles You? Maybe something I can help with?"
“Well the dead guy is the one that summoned the beast, so unless you plan to have a necromancer raise him as an undead there isn't much you can do to punish him now.” The Dryad informs her, then smirks. “What, you think all dryads live in the Empire? Of course not – plenty of us live in other lands. I have been living in this forest for centuries and consider the southern half my home. So far the humans stick to the north half, so I have no quarrel with them, but should they move too far south... we'll have to talk...” The last word sounds rather ominous and threatening.
Avella listen to dryad words and nod to her.
"Thank you for your explanation. No, necromancery is evil and it isn't necessery to drag this guy back. His soul is already in hands of gods, noty mortals judgement." She said and take deep breath.
"Alright, I will bring your words to local lord, I'm sure we managed to somehow life tougether as neiboors. And forgive me my poor manners after fight, but what is your name? My is Avella of the Everlight Order."
She asked before leaving dryad and heading back to lumber camp to inform Patric about solving his problem and later go to Marika, to lord Edward to get her share of reward for this quest.
"We managed to complish our task, thanks to teamwork and blessing of Everlight, good men. Maybe you would consider to take faith in Everlight, like your own? Everlight is deity, which is patron of good, law and redemtion."
