The Adventurer's Guild - RP Thread

[majus]

Zendak reaches out, feeling the ethereal chains launch from the Beyond, latching onto the two male ghosts. The halfling is sure he's restrained both so they won't be able to harm him. He doesn't feel any safer.

"Please, release us!"

"You know not what you do - what she will do to us if she- Oh no..." The ghostly voices echo through the tomb.

"Oh no, please, Helsing... Tell our half man what 'she' will do... A voice sounds out. Ghostly. Feminine. Sexy. Scary. Zendak gathers his courage, slowly turning to see a figure atop one of the coffins. He realises he must have wasted his energy leashing the tame husband and father, letting the truly dangerous ghost dodge his spell. "Still feel in control, half man?" The voice of the old countess rings out, and as her ghostly laughter echoes through the tomb, Zendak watches her tongue begin to emerge from her mouth - and keep going.

Zendar licks his lips as he looks at the ghost.

"Well, this is both terrifying and arousing." He comments as he looks at the female ghost... The ghosts of two men move according to his wishes, his control over them snapping to place. At least he would not have a problem with those two. "Well, I control those two." He commented as he made sure that both ghosts were ready to act should the need come. Once he made sure the two were ready he looked over the ghost. "Well... you were occultist or demonologistt?" He asked the female. "You must have used some foul magic, to be twisted to this degree..." A smile slowly crept on his lips. "How does it feel, to be out of hell~ Litter warmer yes? Or are you looking back to returning to chains and whips?"

The halfling started speaking with the certainty he did not feel.

"Or was it a curse?" He paused. "On the other hand, I am standing in the way of a family reunion~ So, Mr Hellsing, if you would be so kind and finish the introductions~" He asked one of the ghosts, while he kept his eyes on the ghost... he would either have to outlast her or dominate her to his will... she was a danger, yes... but she could be an asset.

 

[Remin]

Spoiler: Stealth Roll

D100+20=87

It doesn't take a lot of effort to keep to the shadows, as the annoyed merchant guides the now quite sickly redheaded noble out of the manse. Before too long, they leave the lord's grounds, and begin walking through the dark, moonlit streets of the city.

The elf hums quietly under his nose, following after them to their destination. Elf's shoes land on the pavement with a soft pat, quiet sound melting into the buzzing of insects, blowing wind, and rustling curtains.

He was filled to the brim with anticipation, already erect under his dress at the thought of tying up the redhead and making her howl~ Perhaps he could play with her a little, pretend he wants to help her escape and kidnapping is just a way for her to avoid getting punished if she ever gets found.

Of course, she will realize she was tricked once they leave the city, but it will be fun to toy with her feelings.

 

[Tjf]

Despite the seriousness with which he said it and the implications of how precarious Collingworth was, Eliza's thoughts were transfixed on one thing. "He thinks I'm beautiful."

Another smile crept across her face at that and she to a moment to respond. "Ah thank you Ser Oropho, and I'll keep that in mind. I'm sure so long as you or Maelon are around I shouldn't be in too much trouble."

Oropho looks at Maelon, clearly doubting the half-elf's ability to keep her safe. "Alright then, Eliza. Soon as you're ready..." He smirks, holding her hand. When Eliza gives the go-ahead, Oropho leads the trio across the guild hall, to a long hallway lined on either side with tall and wide mirrors. When they approach a mirror, Eliza sees it morph to show a distant land, from deserts to forests to the Far East. Finally, she sees one that shows a coastal town, and they stop in front of it.

Oropho takes a few steps, hand in hand with her, and then Eliza blinks as the sun gets in her eyes. The elf feels heat on her skin, and the sea breeze helping mitigate that heat. Around her is a kaleidoscope of activity. People walk around the crowded streets, drinking and haggling at the pubs and shops. Courtesans lift their skirts on the street corners to try and snag clients, while drunks lie in the sun. An older man, stumbling from drink, wipes some alcohol from his beard as he approaches Eliza. "H-Hey honey! Ye want some com-" He's already raised his open palms to chest level, getting closer, before a punch from Oropho sends him flying back, landing several feet away.

"She's mine. Get your own." Oropho all but growls, his voice low and dangerous.

"Y-Yes, sir..." The drunk moans, slowly picking himself up. "U-Understood as crystal. Sorry for the trouble, miss." He stumbles away, mouth bloody.

"You okay, Eliza?" Oropho looks down at her. "I hope my words didn't make you uncomfortable. Some of these lot don't understand why someone would help a woman they're not...intimate with. It seems easier to simply go about that deception."

"Hey guys, all good?" Maelon says, stepping through the portal after them.

 

[Tjf]

"Maybe."

She whispered it quickly, while making sure the elf wasn't looking as she placed a hand against Celeste's neckline to quick detach her necklace and hide it. After she did that, she'd follow behind keep it in her own pocket out of sight as she made her way.

She didn't know what the old elf was thinking with this, but she would go along with it for now and try to wait for the opportunity to slip it to him to return to Celeste later.

The bearded elf leads Meira into another room. She recognises it as the entrance to the dungeon. Pulling up a heavy wooden hatch, Meira sees stone stairs leading down. "After you." He grunts.

 

[Omega98]

Oropho looks at Maelon, clearly doubting the half-elf's ability to keep her safe. "Alright then, Eliza. Soon as you're ready..." He smirks, holding her hand. When Eliza gives the go-ahead, Oropho leads the trio across the guild hall, to a long hallway lined on either side with tall and wide mirrors. When they approach a mirror, Eliza sees it morph to show a distant land, from deserts to forests to the Far East. Finally, she sees one that shows a coastal town, and they stop in front of it.

Oropho takes a few steps, hand in hand with her, and then Eliza blinks as the sun gets in her eyes. The elf feels heat on her skin, and the sea breeze helping mitigate that heat. Around her is a kaleidoscope of activity. People walk around the crowded streets, drinking and haggling at the pubs and shops. Courtesans lift their skirts on the street corners to try and snag clients, while drunks lie in the sun. An older man, stumbling from drink, wipes some alcohol from his beard as he approaches Eliza. "H-Hey honey! Ye want some com-" He's already raised his open palms to chest level, getting closer, before a punch from Oropho sends him flying back, landing several feet away.

"She's mine. Get your own." Oropho all but growls, his voice low and dangerous.

"Y-Yes, sir..." The drunk moans, slowly picking himself up. "U-Understood as crystal. Sorry for the trouble, miss." He stumbles away, mouth bloody.

"You okay, Eliza?" Oropho looks down at her. "I hope my words didn't make you uncomfortable. Some of these lot don't understand why someone would help a woman they're not...intimate with. It seems easier to simply go about that deception."

"Hey guys, all good?" Maelon says, stepping through the portal after them.

Whatever awe or excitement Eliza felt at stepping through her first portal and entering the hustle and bustle of Collingworth was transformed into repulsion and disgust at the behaviour of the drunkard. The quick punch did startle her however, and the half-elf jumped in surprise, a high pitched "Ah!" escaping her lips. But as she steadied herself she was immediately grateful for the presence of the man beside her. And while she did take offence to his assertion that she was 'his', she was able to reconcile the necessity of the statement.

Even if she didn't bother to question the idea that a Paladin would use deception. Persuasion or even Intimidation she could understand, but deception...

Maelon's arrival behind them moments later kept that realization from crossing her mind however. "Yes Maelon, we're fine thank you." She let her hand drop from Oropho's grip and moved to take hold of the other half-elf's. "Are you all right?"

 

[Regin34]

"I dunno... Antonin... Andrzej too, sometimes?" The peasant shrugs. "I dunno when they come and go. I can lead you to the island, but I ain't part of Macek's gang. They don't fill me in on specifics." She shakes her head. "We're from the same village. Around here, people from the same place help each other."

„Yeah, that I can understand. Same village, good relations with neighbours and that kind of things. Even if that means being involved in bandits business”. Claudia said lowering her weapon. „Where I can find these merchants? And how to find this island”?

 

[Avatar Kyoshi]

Poking her head up at the top of the stairs, Elaine sees the moonlight glinting on a dark patch of liquid - it doesn't take three guesses for her to identify it as blood. She sees the trail leading deeper into the cemetary.

She carefully follows The Trail of Blood trough The Cemetary, her Sword drawn.

 

[moonblack]

Spoiler: Search Roll

D100: 77

The owl hoots at him a few times, before becoming silent. Looking around the room, Eran finds various spellbooks, correspondences and feminine clothing. Under the bed he finds a few well used...pleasure aids, but nearby he finds more letters - these from 'Enya'. As he crawls out from under the bed, though, he jumps. The owl is gone, and in its place sits a red haired demon.

"Hi there... My mistress has had a few guys in here before, but none without her. Who are you?" She purrs.

“Well, hello, beautiful!” Eran greeted as he checked out the busty demon and licked his lips. “I'm looking for your mistress. No one has seen her for a few days now. Do you know where she might have gone?” He asked as he moved closer to the redhead.

 

[Thorn_]

The bearded elf leads Meira into another room. She recognises it as the entrance to the dungeon. Pulling up a heavy wooden hatch, Meira sees stone stairs leading down. "After you." He grunts.

She follows along for now.

 

[youdontknowme87]

Pulling herself away for a moment, Delphi is sure there's no one in the room - unless they're hidden in some way she can't comprehend, in which case she's kind of fucked anyway - and has a little alone time. "Heh, it's a little hard not to be excited..." Lydia reaches up, breaking the kiss with a smirk. "...When your student wears next to nothing." She undoes Delphi's top, letting it fall to the floor, the skald's breasts springing free.

"Please, allow me." Delphi gets down on her knees and pulls at the Elf's pants(? or what ever she is wearing). Delphi gives Lydia a grin as she pulls the elf's panties to the side and then starts to lick.

 

[Tjf]

"Mhaaaahn!" Fei moans, pulling herself back. Leaving a coat of saliva on the farmer's cock, as she greedily swallows. "Aaaahn." She moans, letting him see the inside of her mouth, and how she's gulped down the mess she cleaned from his shaft. With her arousal at an all time high, Fei crawls toward the bed. Getting on all fours, all the farmer had to do was pull aside the flap of he qipao to let him see her soaked underwear.

Fei feels the man get behind her, tugging at her underwear, pulling it away from her body. His fingers stroke her teasingly.

 

[Tjf]

Zendar licks his lips as he looks at the ghost.

"Well, this is both terrifying and arousing." He comments as he looks at the female ghost... The ghosts of two men move according to his wishes, his control over them snapping to place. At least he would not have a problem with those two. "Well, I control those two." He commented as he made sure that both ghosts were ready to act should the need come. Once he made sure the two were ready he looked over the ghost. "Well... you were occultist or demonologistt?" He asked the female. "You must have used some foul magic, to be twisted to this degree..." A smile slowly crept on his lips. "How does it feel, to be out of hell~ Litter warmer yes? Or are you looking back to returning to chains and whips?"

The halfling started speaking with the certainty he did not feel.

"Or was it a curse?" He paused. "On the other hand, I am standing in the way of a family reunion~ So, Mr Hellsing, if you would be so kind and finish the introductions~" He asked one of the ghosts, while he kept his eyes on the ghost... he would either have to outlast her or dominate her to his will... she was a danger, yes... but she could be an asset.

Helsing's ghost begins to speak but is cut off by the malevolent presence of the female spectre. "Quiet, fool! You will not speak for me!" She turns to face Zendak, and the halfling gets a glimpse of a beautiful, pale face underneath long hair. "I am Claudia von Ausling - Former Countess von Ausling. And I think you don't dislike this 'twisted' form, half-man." She begins to stand.

 

[Tjf]

The elf hums quietly under his nose, following after them to their destination. Elf's shoes land on the pavement with a soft pat, quiet sound melting into the buzzing of insects, blowing wind, and rustling curtains.

He was filled to the brim with anticipation, already erect under his dress at the thought of tying up the redhead and making her howl~ Perhaps he could play with her a little, pretend he wants to help her escape and kidnapping is just a way for her to avoid getting punished if she ever gets found.

Of course, she will realize she was tricked once they leave the city, but it will be fun to toy with her feelings.

The pair walk through the darkened streets, heading across the cobblestones in the direction of the burgher's district. Cerim has a choice to make - the Burgher's district, being inhabited by the wealthy, has a decent guard presence. The area he follows them to now, though, on the way to the Burgher's District, is less affluent - poorly lit and not so often traversed by the guards. The elf wonders if they should wait to make the snatch later, with more time to formulate a plan, or strike now, in a perfect place for a kidnapping, but impromptu and without planning.

 

[Tjf]

Whatever awe or excitement Eliza felt at stepping through her first portal and entering the hustle and bustle of Collingworth was transformed into repulsion and disgust at the behaviour of the drunkard. The quick punch did startle her however, and the half-elf jumped in surprise, a high pitched "Ah!" escaping her lips. But as she steadied herself she was immediately grateful for the presence of the man beside her. And while she did take offence to his assertion that she was 'his', she was able to reconcile the necessity of the statement.

Even if she didn't bother to question the idea that a Paladin would use deception. Persuasion or even Intimidation she could understand, but deception...

Maelon's arrival behind them moments later kept that realization from crossing her mind however. "Yes Maelon, we're fine thank you." She let her hand drop from Oropho's grip and moved to take hold of the other half-elf's. "Are you all right?"

Oropho frowns but says nothing as Eliza lets go of him. Maelon gives her hand a light squeeze. "Who, me? Yeah, I'm fine." He smiles. "How about you? First impressions of Collingsworth?"

 

[Tjf]

She carefully follows The Trail of Blood trough The Cemetary, her Sword drawn.

Elaine manages to creep through the cemetery unseen, following the fresh trail of blood, which trails down into another crypt. She sees an undead warrior inside.

The warrior slashes at the body of the thug for some unknown purpose.

 

[Tjf]

“Well, hello, beautiful!” Eran greeted as he checked out the busty demon and licked his lips. “I'm looking for your mistress. No one has seen her for a few days now. Do you know where she might have gone?” He asked as he moved closer to the redhead.

"Who cares about her? She's been gone a while, and I've been all alone. Now I have you to play with." The demon's voice is pleasant, every word sounding like a well-played musical note. Her presence is warm, comforting. "You'll play with me, right? I've been so lonely..."

Eran thinks for a moment that there was some reason why you shouldn't fuck succubi, but as the demon leans back, her impressive breasts moving forward, he struggles to care whether he should try to remember it.

 

[Tjf]

She follows along for now.

Meira begins to the descend into the candle lit halls of the dungeon, the hatch closing behind her as the commander follows. "What's your scheme with that noble girl, woman?" He says gruffly. "She's clearly dim. What are you getting from her? Sex? Money? Both?"

 

[Tjf]

"Please, allow me." Delphi gets down on her knees and pulls at the Elf's pants(? or what ever she is wearing). Delphi gives Lydia a grin as she pulls the elf's panties to the side and then starts to lick.

(We'll go with pants, lol)

Lydia's tight pants practically peel off her toned legs, as Delphi gets down. "By all means." The elf chuckles. "I think-ooh!" She moans musically in delight, as Delphi's tongue presses against her petals, licking the sweet tasting juices that have begun to gather there.

 

[Tjf]

„Yeah, that I can understand. Same village, good relations with neighbours and that kind of things. Even if that means being involved in bandits business”. Claudia said lowering her weapon. „Where I can find these merchants? And how to find this island”?

"If you go down the road that way." She points at the main road leading past the mill. "And take the small dirt road leading into the forest..." She explains the path through the woods. It's a little complicated, but not too much for Claudia to commit to memory. "As for the merchants, you should be able to find at least one in the village inn at this time. Just follow the main road and you'll hit the village before long."

 

[Regin34]

"If you go down the road that way." She points at the main road leading past the mill. "And take the small dirt road leading into the forest..." She explains the path through the woods. It's a little complicated, but not too much for Claudia to commit to memory. "As for the merchants, you should be able to find at least one in the village inn at this time. Just follow the main road and you'll hit the village before long."

Claudia nodded for that and gives twenty coins to Daria. „Alright, thanks for your cooperation” She said and takes a road leading to village, until she disappears from the view of mill, to which takes a road to island. „Now, let’s see if you girl really don’t work with these bandits”. She said to herself, half expecting that Daria would hurry up to inform Macek.