Lusserina hesitates for a few long moments. “No, I... I'm fine. I... don't need to lie down.” She manages to say, after clearly fighting with herself. “Let's stay here for now. Continue the story.” Despite her attempts to sound firm her voice sounds almost begging as she says the last line.
"Very well, I was being nice so that you wouldn't ruin any paper." Anton said in a devious tone, "Let's start with the "noblewoman's" anal training, shall we?" He grins, figuring how the milf must have a sensitive ass with how she reacts to his touch. "At first the "old man" used a finger, teasing her taint, making her mewl." He whispered, grinning as he does just as he says. "And then he slowly starts thrusting his finger, spreading her asshole open, while at the same shallowly exploring her back hole." Once more, Anton makes sure that he was doing exactly as the old man in the story was, to ensure Lusserina was completely immersed. "But then, sometimes the noblewoman would be stubborn, refusing to retire to her chambers. Do you know what the old man did?" He asked, but before she could reply. "Stand up, and place your hands on your desk." Anton said in a commanding tone, hoping that she's too aroused to refuse.
For a brief moment the two women are surrounded by the color green, then they find themselves back in Marika, close to where Arthuria found the gem... and about a step above the ground. Sara yelps in surprise as gravity does its thing and both women fall down, much to the surprise of all the nearby guards.
Their sudden appearance causes a bit of a commotion, but things calm down soon, after a guard goes and gets Captain Garlan. Another guard goes and brings Sara's husband, who is very happy to see his missing wife again.
Some twenty minutes later Arthuria, Sara, and Sara's husband are inside a rather small room in the barracks. “I see... so that's what happened...” the captain nods thoughtfully, having just heard what happened (except for the part where Sara had to ride a stone dildo). “I'm gad you were able to find your way back, and even rescue Sara along the way. Some four hours ago a pair of guards saw you vanish, and we have been trying to figure out what happened, but we were not having much luck.” He informs Arthuria. “Well, take some rest. After that there are some recruits that need to be trained in properly using swords, if you are up for it.” He then looks at Sara and her husband. “You should go home and take it easy. You have earned some rest after everything you have been through. The lord will probably want to speak with you and hear what happened, but that will be later, likely tomorrow.”
“Well, I do need some of the reward money too. Can't afford to give you the whole amount, I am afraid.” The elf gives her an apologetic look. “Anyway, while waiting how about you tell me a bit more about yourself? Where you are from, why you are here... what sort of sexual stuff you like and don't like... I want you to enjoy yourself. Where I come from men are expected to at least try to make their partners feel good.”
“Well, there is a reward for the heads of these guys, which is why I was chasing them in the first place. Seeing as you killed half of them I think it is only fair that you get half the money.” Asuka tells him as she takes out a dagger and starts removing the dead guys' ears. “Client's demand.” She explains as she works. “I'm not very good with herbs, but if you tell me what you are looking for I will try to help you find it. Two sets of eyes being better than one, and all that...”
“Depends on what you mean.” The woman gives a rather cryptic answer as she keeps turning to face Lydia.
1d100 = 68
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 78
1d100 = 70
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 80
1d100 = 45
Opponent's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 55
Maybe it is the shield throwing her off, or maybe it is just Lydia still being inexperienced, but her first attack doesn't go as well as she would have liked, the woman easily deflecting her blade with the small shield. Thankfully she is unable to properly capitalize and Lydia is able to dodge the retaliation.
1d100 = 86
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 96
Lydia's second attempt goes much better and she is able to strike the woman's leg as intended. Again there is no wound, but the warrior grimaces in pain and jumps away, putting some distance between them.
If this one is the same as the previous, then two more good hits will be enough to take her out.
To Ida's disappointment things don't go quite the way she would have liked.
1d100 = 46
First she finds no potential servants during her walk. Maybe she searches the wrong parts of the village, maybe this is a bad time, or maybe she is just unlucky, but she finds no one.
1d100 = 13
Magical tome of necromancy: +10
Knowledge: Necromancy: +10
Total: 33
Then she has no luck finding anything of use in the tome. There is a spell for spying on people by looking through the eyes of the dead, but that is very situational. There are some spells that can make an undead more tempting, as long as that undead is already at least a little tempting (so won't work on a rotting zombie or a skeleton, for example). And there is mention of tattoos to increase one's power at the cost of getting hornier the more the person uses them (her own tattoos seem like a more advanced version of that).
1d100 = 38
Finally, Ida is not disturbed during the night, but ends up having dreams... very arousing dreams. First is a dream of her fucking the naked Victoria from behind while the Queen watches... then the dream changes: Ida is now on her back, Victoria is on top of her, riding Ida's strap-on, and the Queen is behind her, fucking the slutty blonde MILF's ass... then the dream changes again. Now it is Ida getting fucked from behind by her mistress, Baroness Livina Kühne. At the same time Ida is busy eating out the Queen's pussy...
Ida wakes up very horny, her pussy wet with arousal. She remembers only fragments of her dream, but there is one thing she recalls for certain: neither her, nor Victoria, were allowed to cum in the dream.
The final piece of bad news comes from her wraith. It has been unable to do anything, as there are wards against undead that prevented it from entering the mansion. Maybe it is because of the elven necromancers known to be in the area, or maybe the lord and lady are just being cautious, but it seems her undead won't be able to enter the mansion.
At least the lord has some good news for her – in the form of the needed paperwork. Reading through it Ida sees that everything is in order, the only thing required to finalize the deal is her signature at a few places. Once that is done she will own the land, as agreed the previous day.
1d100 = 57
Stubborn: +10
Horny: -10
Total: 57
Lusserina hesitates for a few long moments. “No, I... I'm fine. I... don't need to lie down.” She manages to say, after clearly fighting with herself. “Let's stay here for now. Continue the story.” Despite her attempts to sound firm her voice sounds almost begging as she says the last line.
The dryad chuckles, apparently amused by her reaction. “It may surprise you, but you are not the first half-dryad I see, young one.” She tells her, but does not elaborate. “I believe I have seen the young man in question. His hair is dyed a different color every time, though I am not sure what the point of that is. Sometimes he is in the company of an older, scarred man. I have not seen either of them today, but if you are lucky one of them might drop by before sunset.”[/spoiler]
Avella thinking for the moment about what to say. She wasn't sure how much she could tell him about her past.
"Well, I was send here by Order of Sarenaer, but I prefer to call her Everlight. These are new lands, with a lot of potential for growing so my church decides it would best to send someone to convert as many as possible new followers and gain position in local communiti, what will pay back, when Marika grows up city center of the region. That is why I'm here, for such task is best for the younger members of the order. " She said holding her sword.
" Well, to be honest I volunteered myself to this mission. I realy have to make impression in the eyes of important person, so if I manage to build community and stand as leader, it will prove my worth. "She said and for question about sexual stuff, she shrugged her arms.
"Well, I don't agree for anal. I didn't do this too much, so I'm not sure what expected in sex. My last time was few years ago, I always try to keep it under my control."
(you could use dice roll here, to make it more intresting)
“Well, there is a reward for the heads of these guys, which is why I was chasing them in the first place. Seeing as you killed half of them I think it is only fair that you get half the money.” Asuka tells him as she takes out a dagger and starts removing the dead guys' ears. “Client's demand.” She explains as she works. “I'm not very good with herbs, but if you tell me what you are looking for I will try to help you find it. Two sets of eyes being better than one, and all that...”
"Well, i'm sure we can work something out." Ganith relaxes back against the tree where she was just being raped minutes before and enjoys the view each time she bent over to remove one of the dead men's years. "For that and your rescue..." Ganith thinks about pushing a bit harder on the suggestion that she could pay him in something other than gil, but decides against it. It may be a bit too early to try and force sex down her throat after she had been raped...Although she doesn't seem too hung up on it.
Ganith is certainly happy to have the help finding the flower he's looking for considering he's been searching for most of the day. He provides her with a description of it, "I know it's blue. I know that it's around here somewhere, but I've spent all day looking for it and the only things that I've found are the other flowers I was looking for and you."
To Ida's disappointment things don't go quite the way she would have liked.
1d100 = 46
First she finds no potential servants during her walk. Maybe she searches the wrong parts of the village, maybe this is a bad time, or maybe she is just unlucky, but she finds no one.
1d100 = 13
Magical tome of necromancy: +10
Knowledge: Necromancy: +10
Total: 33
Then she has no luck finding anything of use in the tome. There is a spell for spying on people by looking through the eyes of the dead, but that is very situational. There are some spells that can make an undead more tempting, as long as that undead is already at least a little tempting (so won't work on a rotting zombie or a skeleton, for example). And there is mention of tattoos to increase one's power at the cost of getting hornier the more the person uses them (her own tattoos seem like a more advanced version of that).
1d100 = 38
Finally, Ida is not disturbed during the night, but ends up having dreams... very arousing dreams. First is a dream of her fucking the naked Victoria from behind while the Queen watches... then the dream changes: Ida is now on her back, Victoria is on top of her, riding Ida's strap-on, and the Queen is behind her, fucking the slutty blonde MILF's ass... then the dream changes again. Now it is Ida getting fucked from behind by her mistress, Baroness Livina Kühne. At the same time Ida is busy eating out the Queen's pussy...
Ida wakes up very horny, her pussy wet with arousal. She remembers only fragments of her dream, but there is one thing she recalls for certain: neither her, nor Victoria, were allowed to cum in the dream.
The final piece of bad news comes from her wraith. It has been unable to do anything, as there are wards against undead that prevented it from entering the mansion. Maybe it is because of the elven necromancers known to be in the area, or maybe the lord and lady are just being cautious, but it seems her undead won't be able to enter the mansion.
At least the lord has some good news for her – in the form of the needed paperwork. Reading through it Ida sees that everything is in order, the only thing required to finalize the deal is her signature at a few places. Once that is done she will own the land, as agreed the previous day.
Ida shrugged. It was not something she did suspect.
She thanked the Lord, and asked for a moment to read through the deal - it wouldn't do for her to sign something without reading it, isn't it?
She read through the document, seeking for any phrases that would suggest something else then transaction about land. Then, just to be safe, she activated her eye to check for magical hooks.
"Very well, I was being nice so that you wouldn't ruin any paper." Anton said in a devious tone, "Let's start with the "noblewoman's" anal training, shall we?" He grins, figuring how the milf must have a sensitive ass with how she reacts to his touch. "At first the "old man" used a finger, teasing her taint, making her mewl." He whispered, grinning as he does just as he says. "And then he slowly starts thrusting his finger, spreading her asshole open, while at the same shallowly exploring her back hole." Once more, Anton makes sure that he was doing exactly as the old man in the story was, to ensure Lusserina was completely immersed. "But then, sometimes the noblewoman would be stubborn, refusing to retire to her chambers. Do you know what the old man did?" He asked, but before she could reply. "Stand up, and place your hands on your desk." Anton said in a commanding tone, hoping that she's too aroused to refuse.
Lost in the fantasy Lusserina moans lewdly as the old man plays with her body. Upon his command her body seems to move on its own, quickly doing as ordered. The MILF is clearly very horny and as long as he does not try to push her too far too quickly Anton can do as he pleases with her.
Avella thinking for the moment about what to say. She wasn't sure how much she could tell him about her past.
"Well, I was send here by Order of Sarenaer, but I prefer to call her Everlight. These are new lands, with a lot of potential for growing so my church decides it would best to send someone to convert as many as possible new followers and gain position in local communiti, what will pay back, when Marika grows up city center of the region. That is why I'm here, for such task is best for the younger members of the order. " She said holding her sword.
" Well, to be honest I volunteered myself to this mission. I realy have to make impression in the eyes of important person, so if I manage to build community and stand as leader, it will prove my worth. "She said and for question about sexual stuff, she shrugged her arms.
"Well, I don't agree for anal. I didn't do this too much, so I'm not sure what expected in sex. My last time was few years ago, I always try to keep it under my control."
(you could use dice roll here, to make it more intresting)
Lathrul listens to her talk, nodding along. “Alright, no anal until you feel ready for it.”He agrees with her demand. “Now, how should we start...” He seems to think for a bit...
1d100 = 30
“How about you let me play with your breasts for a bit? They are quite tempting...” She requests.
"Well, i'm sure we can work something out." Ganith relaxes back against the tree where she was just being raped minutes before and enjoys the view each time she bent over to remove one of the dead men's years. "For that and your rescue..." Ganith thinks about pushing a bit harder on the suggestion that she could pay him in something other than gil, but decides against it. It may be a bit too early to try and force sex down her throat after she had been raped...Although she doesn't seem too hung up on it.
Ganith is certainly happy to have the help finding the flower he's looking for considering he's been searching for most of the day. He provides her with a description of it, "I know it's blue. I know that it's around here somewhere, but I've spent all day looking for it and the only things that I've found are the other flowers I was looking for and you."
Asuka doesn't react to him staring even though she likely noticed – she doesn't seem to mind.
“Alright, let's see if we will have better luck together...” The woman nods and joins him in the search for the last herb he needs.
1d100 = 92
Asuka's help: +10
Total: 102
Maybe it is due to having help, or maybe he is just lucky this time, but it doesn't take long for Ganith to find the last herb and collect enough of it.
“That's all you needed, right? We should head back to the village – it's getting late.” Asuka points out once Ganith has the herb.
Ida shrugged. It was not something she did suspect.
She thanked the Lord, and asked for a moment to read through the deal - it wouldn't do for her to sign something without reading it, isn't it?
She read through the document, seeking for any phrases that would suggest something else then transaction about land. Then, just to be safe, she activated her eye to check for magical hooks.
The lord lets her read in peace, apparently seeing this as something completely normal.
Reading through the text Ida sees nothing out of the ordinary. It is exactly what it should be, just a standard text, no tricks anyone. No magical tricks, either, as confirmed by her eye. Everything indicates that the lord is being completely honest with her.
Lost in the fantasy Lusserina moans lewdly as the old man plays with her body. Upon his command her body seems to move on its own, quickly doing as ordered. The MILF is clearly very horny and as long as he does not try to push her too far too quickly Anton can do as he pleases with her.
Grinning as she does as he said, Anton decides to fully ingrain how he is the only source of pleasure she'll be needing from now on. Once Lusserina stood up, he pulls her dress up, licking his lips as he starts with his finger. He continues telling the story, getting to the part where the noblewoman experiences orgasm after orgasm. Just as Anton starts pumping two fingers into her ass, hitting her gspot through the thin walls separating her holes.
Asuka doesn't react to him staring even though she likely noticed – she doesn't seem to mind.
“Alright, let's see if we will have better luck together...” The woman nods and joins him in the search for the last herb he needs.
1d100 = 92
Asuka's help: +10
Total: 102
Maybe it is due to having help, or maybe he is just lucky this time, but it doesn't take long for Ganith to find the last herb and collect enough of it.
“That's all you needed, right? We should head back to the village – it's getting late.” Asuka points out once Ganith has the herb.
Ganith double checked to make sure that he has all of the correct ingredients, "Yep, looks like it. Let's go before it gets dark. She wanted these before the end of the day."
Lathrul listens to her talk, nodding along. “Alright, no anal until you feel ready for it.”He agrees with her demand. “Now, how should we start...” He seems to think for a bit...
1d100 = 30
“How about you let me play with your breasts for a bit? They are quite tempting...” She requests.
.
Avella only nod for that, slowly removing her shirt. She feel exposed by that, taking few breath before taking off her bra too, staying in only her pantiens.
"Alright, just be gentle." She said, sounding more like virgin, not like adult, bushing on her face and fearing about her sensivite breast.
For a brief moment the two women are surrounded by the color green, then they find themselves back in Marika, close to where Arthuria found the gem... and about a step above the ground. Sara yelps in surprise as gravity does its thing and both women fall down, much to the surprise of all the nearby guards.
Their sudden appearance causes a bit of a commotion, but things calm down soon, after a guard goes and gets Captain Garlan. Another guard goes and brings Sara's husband, who is very happy to see his missing wife again.
Some twenty minutes later Arthuria, Sara, and Sara's husband are inside a rather small room in the barracks. “I see... so that's what happened...” the captain nods thoughtfully, having just heard what happened (except for the part where Sara had to ride a stone dildo). “I'm gad you were able to find your way back, and even rescue Sara along the way. Some four hours ago a pair of guards saw you vanish, and we have been trying to figure out what happened, but we were not having much luck.” He informs Arthuria. “Well, take some rest. After that there are some recruits that need to be trained in properly using swords, if you are up for it.” He then looks at Sara and her husband. “You should go home and take it easy. You have earned some rest after everything you have been through. The lord will probably want to speak with you and hear what happened, but that will be later, likely tomorrow.”
“Well, I do need some of the reward money too. Can't afford to give you the whole amount, I am afraid.” The elf gives her an apologetic look. “Anyway, while waiting how about you tell me a bit more about yourself? Where you are from, why you are here... what sort of sexual stuff you like and don't like... I want you to enjoy yourself. Where I come from men are expected to at least try to make their partners feel good.”
“Well, there is a reward for the heads of these guys, which is why I was chasing them in the first place. Seeing as you killed half of them I think it is only fair that you get half the money.” Asuka tells him as she takes out a dagger and starts removing the dead guys' ears. “Client's demand.” She explains as she works. “I'm not very good with herbs, but if you tell me what you are looking for I will try to help you find it. Two sets of eyes being better than one, and all that...”
“Depends on what you mean.” The woman gives a rather cryptic answer as she keeps turning to face Lydia.
1d100 = 68
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 78
1d100 = 70
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 80
1d100 = 45
Opponent's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 55
Maybe it is the shield throwing her off, or maybe it is just Lydia still being inexperienced, but her first attack doesn't go as well as she would have liked, the woman easily deflecting her blade with the small shield. Thankfully she is unable to properly capitalize and Lydia is able to dodge the retaliation.
1d100 = 86
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 96
Lydia's second attempt goes much better and she is able to strike the woman's leg as intended. Again there is no wound, but the warrior grimaces in pain and jumps away, putting some distance between them.
If this one is the same as the previous, then two more good hits will be enough to take her out.
To Ida's disappointment things don't go quite the way she would have liked.
1d100 = 46
First she finds no potential servants during her walk. Maybe she searches the wrong parts of the village, maybe this is a bad time, or maybe she is just unlucky, but she finds no one.
1d100 = 13
Magical tome of necromancy: +10
Knowledge: Necromancy: +10
Total: 33
Then she has no luck finding anything of use in the tome. There is a spell for spying on people by looking through the eyes of the dead, but that is very situational. There are some spells that can make an undead more tempting, as long as that undead is already at least a little tempting (so won't work on a rotting zombie or a skeleton, for example). And there is mention of tattoos to increase one's power at the cost of getting hornier the more the person uses them (her own tattoos seem like a more advanced version of that).
1d100 = 38
Finally, Ida is not disturbed during the night, but ends up having dreams... very arousing dreams. First is a dream of her fucking the naked Victoria from behind while the Queen watches... then the dream changes: Ida is now on her back, Victoria is on top of her, riding Ida's strap-on, and the Queen is behind her, fucking the slutty blonde MILF's ass... then the dream changes again. Now it is Ida getting fucked from behind by her mistress, Baroness Livina Kühne. At the same time Ida is busy eating out the Queen's pussy...
Ida wakes up very horny, her pussy wet with arousal. She remembers only fragments of her dream, but there is one thing she recalls for certain: neither her, nor Victoria, were allowed to cum in the dream.
The final piece of bad news comes from her wraith. It has been unable to do anything, as there are wards against undead that prevented it from entering the mansion. Maybe it is because of the elven necromancers known to be in the area, or maybe the lord and lady are just being cautious, but it seems her undead won't be able to enter the mansion.
At least the lord has some good news for her – in the form of the needed paperwork. Reading through it Ida sees that everything is in order, the only thing required to finalize the deal is her signature at a few places. Once that is done she will own the land, as agreed the previous day.
1d100 = 57
Stubborn: +10
Horny: -10
Total: 57
Lusserina hesitates for a few long moments. “No, I... I'm fine. I... don't need to lie down.” She manages to say, after clearly fighting with herself. “Let's stay here for now. Continue the story.” Despite her attempts to sound firm her voice sounds almost begging as she says the last line.
The dryad chuckles, apparently amused by her reaction. “It may surprise you, but you are not the first half-dryad I see, young one.” She tells her, but does not elaborate. “I believe I have seen the young man in question. His hair is dyed a different color every time, though I am not sure what the point of that is. Sometimes he is in the company of an older, scarred man. I have not seen either of them today, but if you are lucky one of them might drop by before sunset.”[/spoiler]
"I will be properly Train The Guards once a Rested. Whatever brought Us to this Place and Back...it could Happen again to less fortunate People. I suggest to arrange a tighter Patrol past Dawn" she says to The Captain before looking at Sera and her Husband.
"Your Wife is very Brave. She survived in this Place Long before I got there. You should be proud. If You two need anything, Just let me know allright?"
The lord lets her read in peace, apparently seeing this as something completely normal.
Reading through the text Ida sees nothing out of the ordinary. It is exactly what it should be, just a standard text, no tricks anyone. No magical tricks, either, as confirmed by her eye. Everything indicates that the lord is being completely honest with her.
Ida allowed herself a small smile, before quickly dropping. She signed the documents in indicated places, then she handed the copy back to the Lord Edward, while she herself kept the original.
"I believe, that with that, our business is concluded?" She inquired with an raised eyebrow.
1d100 = 70
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 80
1d100 = 45
Opponent's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 55
Maybe it is the shield throwing her off, or maybe it is just Lydia still being inexperienced, but her first attack doesn't go as well as she would have liked, the woman easily deflecting her blade with the small shield. Thankfully she is unable to properly capitalize and Lydia is able to dodge the retaliation.
1d100 = 86
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 96
Lydia's second attempt goes much better and she is able to strike the woman's leg as intended. Again there is no wound, but the warrior grimaces in pain and jumps away, putting some distance between them.
If this one is the same as the previous, then two more good hits will be enough to take her out.
"So, none then?" Cryptic blighter. This time, Lydia waits for her opponent to attack first, intending to cut into the woman's sword arm after dodging or deflecting the strike.
For a brief moment the two women are surrounded by the color green, then they find themselves back in Marika, close to where Arthuria found the gem... and about a step above the ground. Sara yelps in surprise as gravity does its thing and both women fall down, much to the surprise of all the nearby guards.
Their sudden appearance causes a bit of a commotion, but things calm down soon, after a guard goes and gets Captain Garlan. Another guard goes and brings Sara's husband, who is very happy to see his missing wife again.
Some twenty minutes later Arthuria, Sara, and Sara's husband are inside a rather small room in the barracks. “I see... so that's what happened...” the captain nods thoughtfully, having just heard what happened (except for the part where Sara had to ride a stone dildo). “I'm gad you were able to find your way back, and even rescue Sara along the way. Some four hours ago a pair of guards saw you vanish, and we have been trying to figure out what happened, but we were not having much luck.” He informs Arthuria. “Well, take some rest. After that there are some recruits that need to be trained in properly using swords, if you are up for it.” He then looks at Sara and her husband. “You should go home and take it easy. You have earned some rest after everything you have been through. The lord will probably want to speak with you and hear what happened, but that will be later, likely tomorrow.”
“Well, I do need some of the reward money too. Can't afford to give you the whole amount, I am afraid.” The elf gives her an apologetic look. “Anyway, while waiting how about you tell me a bit more about yourself? Where you are from, why you are here... what sort of sexual stuff you like and don't like... I want you to enjoy yourself. Where I come from men are expected to at least try to make their partners feel good.”
“Well, there is a reward for the heads of these guys, which is why I was chasing them in the first place. Seeing as you killed half of them I think it is only fair that you get half the money.” Asuka tells him as she takes out a dagger and starts removing the dead guys' ears. “Client's demand.” She explains as she works. “I'm not very good with herbs, but if you tell me what you are looking for I will try to help you find it. Two sets of eyes being better than one, and all that...”
“Depends on what you mean.” The woman gives a rather cryptic answer as she keeps turning to face Lydia.
1d100 = 68
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 78
1d100 = 70
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 80
1d100 = 45
Opponent's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 55
Maybe it is the shield throwing her off, or maybe it is just Lydia still being inexperienced, but her first attack doesn't go as well as she would have liked, the woman easily deflecting her blade with the small shield. Thankfully she is unable to properly capitalize and Lydia is able to dodge the retaliation.
1d100 = 86
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 96
Lydia's second attempt goes much better and she is able to strike the woman's leg as intended. Again there is no wound, but the warrior grimaces in pain and jumps away, putting some distance between them.
If this one is the same as the previous, then two more good hits will be enough to take her out.
To Ida's disappointment things don't go quite the way she would have liked.
1d100 = 46
First she finds no potential servants during her walk. Maybe she searches the wrong parts of the village, maybe this is a bad time, or maybe she is just unlucky, but she finds no one.
1d100 = 13
Magical tome of necromancy: +10
Knowledge: Necromancy: +10
Total: 33
Then she has no luck finding anything of use in the tome. There is a spell for spying on people by looking through the eyes of the dead, but that is very situational. There are some spells that can make an undead more tempting, as long as that undead is already at least a little tempting (so won't work on a rotting zombie or a skeleton, for example). And there is mention of tattoos to increase one's power at the cost of getting hornier the more the person uses them (her own tattoos seem like a more advanced version of that).
1d100 = 38
Finally, Ida is not disturbed during the night, but ends up having dreams... very arousing dreams. First is a dream of her fucking the naked Victoria from behind while the Queen watches... then the dream changes: Ida is now on her back, Victoria is on top of her, riding Ida's strap-on, and the Queen is behind her, fucking the slutty blonde MILF's ass... then the dream changes again. Now it is Ida getting fucked from behind by her mistress, Baroness Livina Kühne. At the same time Ida is busy eating out the Queen's pussy...
Ida wakes up very horny, her pussy wet with arousal. She remembers only fragments of her dream, but there is one thing she recalls for certain: neither her, nor Victoria, were allowed to cum in the dream.
The final piece of bad news comes from her wraith. It has been unable to do anything, as there are wards against undead that prevented it from entering the mansion. Maybe it is because of the elven necromancers known to be in the area, or maybe the lord and lady are just being cautious, but it seems her undead won't be able to enter the mansion.
At least the lord has some good news for her – in the form of the needed paperwork. Reading through it Ida sees that everything is in order, the only thing required to finalize the deal is her signature at a few places. Once that is done she will own the land, as agreed the previous day.
1d100 = 57
Stubborn: +10
Horny: -10
Total: 57
Lusserina hesitates for a few long moments. “No, I... I'm fine. I... don't need to lie down.” She manages to say, after clearly fighting with herself. “Let's stay here for now. Continue the story.” Despite her attempts to sound firm her voice sounds almost begging as she says the last line.
The dryad chuckles, apparently amused by her reaction. “It may surprise you, but you are not the first half-dryad I see, young one.” She tells her, but does not elaborate. “I believe I have seen the young man in question. His hair is dyed a different color every time, though I am not sure what the point of that is. Sometimes he is in the company of an older, scarred man. I have not seen either of them today, but if you are lucky one of them might drop by before sunset.”[/spoiler]
"Oh, well... If you don't want to kill me or drag me off, that's good enough for me." Mylea smiles, exhaling in relief. "I see. And these two men, the young one and the old one - they'll show up here specifically, or just generally in the forest?"
Grinning as she does as he said, Anton decides to fully ingrain how he is the only source of pleasure she'll be needing from now on. Once Lusserina stood up, he pulls her dress up, licking his lips as he starts with his finger. He continues telling the story, getting to the part where the noblewoman experiences orgasm after orgasm. Just as Anton starts pumping two fingers into her ass, hitting her gspot through the thin walls separating her holes.
The horny elf lets him do as he pleases as she listens tot he story and moans lewdly. “AAHHH!” She cums the moment he starts pumping two fingers into her ass – it seems she was already on the edge and this was the last straw.
Ganith double checked to make sure that he has all of the correct ingredients, "Yep, looks like it. Let's go before it gets dark. She wanted these before the end of the day."
“Alright, then let's go.” Asuka nods and they head back to the village.
Once they have crossed the bridge the young woman turns to look at him. “Well, it was nice meeting you, even if it was under different circumstances. I'm staying at the Singing Maiden – come visit me tomorrow for your share of the money.” And with she leaves.
Heading back tot he potion store Ganith finds Irina behind the counter. “You're back! Did you find all the herbs?” She asks right away, sounding hopeful.
Avella only nod for that, slowly removing her shirt. She feel exposed by that, taking few breath before taking off her bra too, staying in only her pantiens.
"Alright, just be gentle." She said, sounding more like virgin, not like adult, bushing on her face and fearing about her sensivite breast.
If Lathrul notices her discomfort he doesn't show it. Reaching with both hands he starts playing with her breasts: touching them, squeezing them lightly, teasing her nipples, squeezing her tit flesh a bit more forcefully sucking her nipples... and the whole time he carefully observes her reactions, as if trying to find out what feels best for her.
"I will be properly Train The Guards once a Rested. Whatever brought Us to this Place and Back...it could Happen again to less fortunate People. I suggest to arrange a tighter Patrol past Dawn" she says to The Captain before looking at Sera and her Husband.
"Your Wife is very Brave. She survived in this Place Long before I got there. You should be proud. If You two need anything, Just let me know allright?"
“Thank you, ser, but hopefully we won't need your help. You've done more than enough as it is. Good luck to you!” Sara and her husband leave, presumably heading home. Arthuria is left alone with the captain.
“I am glad you are alright and managed to find a way back. I will be sure to warn the guards to be on the lookout for any more lost gems when they patrol the village. I will also report this to the lord – I hear they have quite a large library in the mansion, maybe they can find something about this.” Garlan tells her. “Please get as much rest as you need. Let me know when you are ready to start training the guards.”
Ida allowed herself a small smile, before quickly dropping. She signed the documents in indicated places, then she handed the copy back to the Lord Edward, while she herself kept the original.
"I believe, that with that, our business is concluded?" She inquired with an raised eyebrow.
"So, none then?" Cryptic blighter. This time, Lydia waits for her opponent to attack first, intending to cut into the woman's sword arm after dodging or deflecting the strike.
1d100 = 33
Opponent's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 43
1d100 = 96
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 106
1d100 = 59
Opponent's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 69
1d100 = 13
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 23
The woman waits a few moments, then rushes at Lydia, thrusting her sword at Lydia's chest. The thief deflects the blow and attempts a counterattack, but the woman manages to pull away on time.
The two spend a few long moments sizing each other up, then the woman makes another attack, this time aiming for Lydia's head...
1d100 = 9
Opponent's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 19
1d100 = 81
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 91
1d100 = 41
Opponent's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 51
1d100 = 71
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 81
… the thief ducks under the blow and counterattacks right away, the short sword cutting into the woman's hand. The warrior grimaces in pain and pulls away, but does not drop her weapon.
1d100 = 22
Opponent's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 32
1d100 = 47
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 57
1d100 = 95
Opponent's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 105
1d100 = 97
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 107
This time the guard does not wait, choosing to instead attempt a quick surprise attack – but Lydia is fast enough to deflect the blow. Her counterattack looks like it will miss, but at the last moment she manages to change the direction of her blow and strike the woman's shoulder. In normal combat it would not have done much, but the rules of this special training seem to be different, as the warrior falls down, unconscious.
“Not bad.” A woman's voice comes from inside the cottage and a moment later a busty elf steps out.
The new arrival is quite different from Lydia's previous opponents. For starters, she is holding a rapier, not a short sword. She is also wearing an expensive-looking dress. (Like the picture above, but without the shoulder pads.)
“Pretty.” The elf comments as she examines Lydia. “Wanna play with me next, or would you rather run away? Or you could surrender and let me fuck you, if you prefer. I mean, getting fucked by a noblewoman like me is an honor for someone like you, is it not?” She smirks and holds up her left hand. A ball of blue light appears above her palm and quickly expands, covering the elven noblewoman in a bubble of pale blue light, seemingly some sort of magical shield. Then she draws some sort of rune in the air and her rapier starts glowing with silver light.
"Oh, well... If you don't want to kill me or drag me off, that's good enough for me." Mylea smiles, exhaling in relief. "I see. And these two men, the young one and the old one - they'll show up here specifically, or just generally in the forest?"
“Hard to be sure, but based on the few times I have seen them they seem to come to the forest as a way to make sure they are not being followed. After that the scarred guy heads back and the young one heads to the river bank.” The dryad tells her.
If Lathrul notices her discomfort he doesn't show it. Reaching with both hands he starts playing with her breasts: touching them, squeezing them lightly, teasing her nipples, squeezing her tit flesh a bit more forcefully sucking her nipples... and the whole time he carefully observes her reactions, as if trying to find out what feels best for her.
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Avella breast and nipples are realy sensive, every touch, every squeezing, every stranger hands on them make her hold her breath, trying so hard to not moan too loud. She put hand on her mouth, to awoid screaming as Lathrul playing with her breast. Not to mention, she is deeply embrassed by fact, that her naked torso is seen by somebody. Yes, Avella had some partners before, but not too many and mostly they do it in the dark. But in tent, moon gives enought light to see each others, so Avella couldn't hide her body.
The horny elf lets him do as he pleases as she listens tot he story and moans lewdly. “AAHHH!” She cums the moment he starts pumping two fingers into her ass – it seems she was already on the edge and this was the last straw.
Anton grins, but as the story was about the "old man" bringing the "noble woman" repeated orgasms. He's less kind than yesterday, as he attempts to string one climax after the other. Using his other hand to finger her drenched pussy for added stimulation. Anton tries to keep it up until she's reached five orgasms, or until she begs for him to stop.
The horny elf lets him do as he pleases as she listens tot he story and moans lewdly. “AAHHH!” She cums the moment he starts pumping two fingers into her ass – it seems she was already on the edge and this was the last straw.
“Alright, then let's go.” Asuka nods and they head back to the village.
Once they have crossed the bridge the young woman turns to look at him. “Well, it was nice meeting you, even if it was under different circumstances. I'm staying at the Singing Maiden – come visit me tomorrow for your share of the money.” And with she leaves.
Heading back tot he potion store Ganith finds Irina behind the counter. “You're back! Did you find all the herbs?” She asks right away, sounding hopeful.
If Lathrul notices her discomfort he doesn't show it. Reaching with both hands he starts playing with her breasts: touching them, squeezing them lightly, teasing her nipples, squeezing her tit flesh a bit more forcefully sucking her nipples... and the whole time he carefully observes her reactions, as if trying to find out what feels best for her.
“Thank you, ser, but hopefully we won't need your help. You've done more than enough as it is. Good luck to you!” Sara and her husband leave, presumably heading home. Arthuria is left alone with the captain.
“I am glad you are alright and managed to find a way back. I will be sure to warn the guards to be on the lookout for any more lost gems when they patrol the village. I will also report this to the lord – I hear they have quite a large library in the mansion, maybe they can find something about this.” Garlan tells her. “Please get as much rest as you need. Let me know when you are ready to start training the guards.”
“Yes, that is all, unless you need something more from me.” Edward replies. “Enjoy your new land, lady Ida.” He adds with a smile.
1d100 = 33
Opponent's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 43
1d100 = 96
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 106
1d100 = 59
Opponent's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 69
1d100 = 13
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 23
The woman waits a few moments, then rushes at Lydia, thrusting her sword at Lydia's chest. The thief deflects the blow and attempts a counterattack, but the woman manages to pull away on time.
The two spend a few long moments sizing each other up, then the woman makes another attack, this time aiming for Lydia's head...
1d100 = 9
Opponent's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 19
1d100 = 81
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 91
1d100 = 41
Opponent's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 51
1d100 = 71
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 81
… the thief ducks under the blow and counterattacks right away, the short sword cutting into the woman's hand. The warrior grimaces in pain and pulls away, but does not drop her weapon.
1d100 = 22
Opponent's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 32
1d100 = 47
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 57
1d100 = 95
Opponent's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 105
1d100 = 97
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 107
This time the guard does not wait, choosing to instead attempt a quick surprise attack – but Lydia is fast enough to deflect the blow. Her counterattack looks like it will miss, but at the last moment she manages to change the direction of her blow and strike the woman's shoulder. In normal combat it would not have done much, but the rules of this special training seem to be different, as the warrior falls down, unconscious.
“Not bad.” A woman's voice comes from inside the cottage and a moment later a busty elf steps out. View attachment 5522
The new arrival is quite different from Lydia's previous opponents. For starters, she is holding a rapier, not a short sword. She is also wearing an expensive-looking dress. (Like the picture above, but without the shoulder pads.)
“Pretty.” The elf comments as she examines Lydia. “Wanna play with me next, or would you rather run away? Or you could surrender and let me fuck you, if you prefer. I mean, getting fucked by a noblewoman like me is an honor for someone like you, is it not?” She smirks and holds up her left hand. A ball of blue light appears above her palm and quickly expands, covering the elven noblewoman in a bubble of pale blue light, seemingly some sort of magical shield. Then she draws some sort of rune in the air and her rapier starts glowing with silver light.
“Hard to be sure, but based on the few times I have seen them they seem to come to the forest as a way to make sure they are not being followed. After that the scarred guy heads back and the young one heads to the river bank.” The dryad tells her.
1d100 = 33
Opponent's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 43
1d100 = 96
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 106
1d100 = 59
Opponent's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 69
1d100 = 13
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 23
The woman waits a few moments, then rushes at Lydia, thrusting her sword at Lydia's chest. The thief deflects the blow and attempts a counterattack, but the woman manages to pull away on time.
The two spend a few long moments sizing each other up, then the woman makes another attack, this time aiming for Lydia's head...
1d100 = 9
Opponent's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 19
1d100 = 81
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 91
1d100 = 41
Opponent's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 51
1d100 = 71
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 81
… the thief ducks under the blow and counterattacks right away, the short sword cutting into the woman's hand. The warrior grimaces in pain and pulls away, but does not drop her weapon.
1d100 = 22
Opponent's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 32
1d100 = 47
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 57
1d100 = 95
Opponent's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 105
1d100 = 97
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 107
This time the guard does not wait, choosing to instead attempt a quick surprise attack – but Lydia is fast enough to deflect the blow. Her counterattack looks like it will miss, but at the last moment she manages to change the direction of her blow and strike the woman's shoulder. In normal combat it would not have done much, but the rules of this special training seem to be different, as the warrior falls down, unconscious.
“Not bad.” A woman's voice comes from inside the cottage and a moment later a busty elf steps out. View attachment 5522
The new arrival is quite different from Lydia's previous opponents. For starters, she is holding a rapier, not a short sword. She is also wearing an expensive-looking dress. (Like the picture above, but without the shoulder pads.)
“Pretty.” The elf comments as she examines Lydia. “Wanna play with me next, or would you rather run away? Or you could surrender and let me fuck you, if you prefer. I mean, getting fucked by a noblewoman like me is an honor for someone like you, is it not?” She smirks and holds up her left hand. A ball of blue light appears above her palm and quickly expands, covering the elven noblewoman in a bubble of pale blue light, seemingly some sort of magical shield. Then she draws some sort of rune in the air and her rapier starts glowing with silver light.
Lydia grins, panting and sweaty, once the shieldbearer finally collapses. Hit don't have to be a decent one to count, then. She reacts to the next woman's voice, raising her guard against the elf exiting the cabin. So she meant a different type of opponent's next. Taking in the woman's appearance, Lydia retorts "Isn't that dress hard to move around in? Draggin' onto the grass and all. I'd hate to ruin it." Vehement sarcasm drips from her voice as her expression turns dour. "Why would gettin' fucked by you be an honor? 'Cause you're all soft from years of sittin' on your ass?" She was about to move in and attack, but the elf's magic makes Lydia hesitate. A shield and a stronger weapon, eh? Gotta stay quick. She speedily steps towards her newest opponent, hopefully before any more spells can be cast, and jabs at the woman's abdomen to test the magical shield. Her eyes are fixed on the rapier, leery of the enchantment it bears.
Avella breast and nipples are realy sensive, every touch, every squeezing, every stranger hands on them make her hold her breath, trying so hard to not moan too loud. She put hand on her mouth, to awoid screaming as Lathrul playing with her breast. Not to mention, she is deeply embrassed by fact, that her naked torso is seen by somebody. Yes, Avella had some partners before, but not too many and mostly they do it in the dark. But in tent, moon gives enought light to see each others, so Avella couldn't hide her body.
Lathrul seems to notice how sensitive her breasts are, but does not comment on it so far. He keeps groping her for a bit longer, apparently enjoying her attempts to stay quiet, before pulling away.
“Let's try something else...” He quickly takes off his pants and underwear, revealing his hard and rather large dick. “You know what a titfuck is, right? You breasts are big enough, so let's put them to use...” He requests as he moves closer, until he is standing right in front of her, his gaze on her boobs.
Anton grins, but as the story was about the "old man" bringing the "noble woman" repeated orgasms. He's less kind than yesterday, as he attempts to string one climax after the other. Using his other hand to finger her drenched pussy for added stimulation. Anton tries to keep it up until she's reached five orgasms, or until she begs for him to stop.
Lusserina seems lost in her own little world as she keeps moaning lewdly, seemingly unaware of what Anton is doing to her even as she comes six more times. Finally she falls down on top of the desk, panting hard.
Lydia grins, panting and sweaty, once the shieldbearer finally collapses. Hit don't have to be a decent one to count, then. She reacts to the next woman's voice, raising her guard against the elf exiting the cabin. So she meant a different type of opponent's next. Taking in the woman's appearance, Lydia retorts "Isn't that dress hard to move around in? Draggin' onto the grass and all. I'd hate to ruin it." Vehement sarcasm drips from her voice as her expression turns dour. "Why would gettin' fucked by you be an honor? 'Cause you're all soft from years of sittin' on your ass?" She was about to move in and attack, but the elf's magic makes Lydia hesitate. A shield and a stronger weapon, eh? Gotta stay quick. She speedily steps towards her newest opponent, hopefully before any more spells can be cast, and jabs at the woman's abdomen to test the magical shield. Her eyes are fixed on the rapier, leery of the enchantment it bears.
“A proper lady knows how to move in a dress. Not that a peasant like you would know that.” The elf smirks. She doesn't even try to dodge, instead choosing to take aim and attack.
1d100 = 49
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 59
75
Elf's Rapier Skill: +30
Total: 105
1d100 = 20
Lydia's Short Swords Skill: +10
Total: 30
The short sword collides with the magical shield and shatters it, but gets repelled, leaving her open for a brief moment. The elf seizes the chance and attacks, her rapier aimed straight at the thief's chest. Lydia attempts to dodge or parry, but is unable to – the elf seems to be more skilled than any of her previous opponents, her enchanted weapon quickly piercing the thief's chest.
Enchanted Rapier: Damage *2!
Pain shoots through Lydia's body, much worse than the pain from the hit she took in a previous battle. It almost feels as she was hit twice despite that not being the case. Another hit from the rapier will probably be enough to bring her down.
The elf wastes no time pulling away and recasting her shield spell. She doesn't use any other spells – the two she has used so far might be all she has.
“Still think I am soft, little girl? You shouldn't underestimate your betters.” The elf smirks as she watches her carefully. “Then again, you've probably never fought a real noble before – normally we don't waste our time with peasants like you...” She sounds quite dismissive. “My offer still stands. Surrender and let me fuck you. It's not like a lowlife like you could ever win against a lady like me, after all. But if you ask nicely I will teach you a thing or two about serving your betters. I'm sure it won't be that hard for you to learn how to properly suck cock, for example...” She offers in a condescending tone of voice.
The elf seems to have noticed Lydia's dislike of nobles and is trying to take advantage of it. But even though she knows that's what's happening Lydia can't help but get pissed off. The longer she looks at the smirking elf the angrier she gets...
Lydia can no longer flee from this battle and will have a penalty to all future attacks against the elf, due to letting her distaste for nobles get the better of her.
Lusserina seems lost in her own little world as she keeps moaning lewdly, seemingly unaware of what Anton is doing to her even as she comes six more times. Finally she falls down on top of the desk, panting hard.
"Shall we retire to your chambers now, my lady?" Anton asked, speaking as if he was a merchant speaking to a noble woman. He emphasizes his words by slowly pulling away his fingers from her holes, his cock completely erect underneath his robes. I suppose I'll be sleeping here tonight. He thinks to himself as he tastes the milf's juices while waiting for her reply.
Lathrul seems to notice how sensitive her breasts are, but does not comment on it so far. He keeps groping her for a bit longer, apparently enjoying her attempts to stay quiet, before pulling away.
“Let's try something else...” He quickly takes off his pants and underwear, revealing his hard and rather large dick. “You know what a titfuck is, right? You breasts are big enough, so let's put them to use...” He requests as he moves closer, until he is standing right in front of her, his gaze on her boobs.
Avella moved away from his cock, like it was something terible. But then she remind herself, why she doing it.
She take his cock in her hand and begin massage it, without using her breast for that.
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