The Adventurer's Guild - RP Thread

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Elaine feels the administrator's eyes on her as she leaves, nursing the sore bones in her hand. Wandering around the village, she sees the townsfolk beginning to leave their homes to get to their jobs, mostly humans but a few other races mixed among them. Her clue comes in the form of the town's only stone building - an old but well maintained church or temple. Heading inside, Elaine sees rays of sunshine through stained glass windows, and mythological scenes painted along the inner walls. A woman stands at the back of the room.

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"How may I help you, child?" She asks, her voice soothing.


Eliane approaches her, Holding Out her wounded Hand which is shaking at this point.

"Greetings. Could You Take a Long at my Hand? It was injured while i was Out on a Job..." She calmly says to her.
 
"Oh?" Zendar hummed as he looked at the the ghosts. "And something more on subject of your daughter?" He asked, but did not hope for much.

He pulled the former countess by collar, the chains wrapping around her arms, pulling them back, making her arch, push her chest forward. Soon, she was sitting on his lap, bouncing on his cock.

"You, my dear, will now explain everything. Don't dare to omit anything." He threated her quite seriously while demanding answer, his cock surrounded by cool and hot ghost pussy. "What are you, what is your daughter and what were your plans.?"
"O-Ooh..." The female ghost's pale breasts bounce wildly in front of the halfling's face. Her voice, though now human sounding, is a little hard to make out over her moans, but he's able to get the gist of it. Mother and daughter had once been necromancers, using their powers to leech the life from the peasants of their county and maintain eternal youth. The daughter, however, found a different method of becoming forever young when she caught the attention of a travelling vampiric lord who turned her. Driven mad by the hunger of a newborn vampire and no longer needing her mother, the countess butchered her entire family, draining them of blood...
 
As Eran thinks about it, he knows that the succubus isn't 'dead', per se, but rather banished back to the underworld. Meaning she could be summoned back to this world - and if someone does, she might have a grudge. Ignoring that thought - and his erection, he goes about examining the room, and it isn't long before his attention goes back to the correspondences he found under the bed. A fair amount of it is simply erotic correspondence - admittedly very steamy, but not all that useful. He manages to find a recurring theme, though - 'Cal's Place'. Calixto's Emporium, or 'Cal's' for short, is a popular magic shop in the city, with an adjoining cafe area where magic users will gather and talk. It seems like Enya and this necromancer often visit the place together.

D100: 22
Eran also finds a very old, but surprisingly sturdy, piece of paper - this one protected in a leather case. It displays a pattern made up of intersecting lines, with strange characters written in between. Eran doesn't know the first thing about what any of it means.
Eran hummed as he examined the piece of paper and the clearly magic-related characters on it. I should go back to the temple and see if anyone there has any idea what this might be about – it seems important, judging by how it is protected. While there I should also ask about Calixto's Emporium, before going there myself. But first, let's see if I can find something for the guy that let me come up here in the first place... It seemed unlikely he would find anything more of use to him, so he focused on paying back the guy that had helped him – it was always a good idea to repay any help received.
 
"O-Ooh..." The female ghost's pale breasts bounce wildly in front of the halfling's face. Her voice, though now human sounding, is a little hard to make out over her moans, but he's able to get the gist of it. Mother and daughter had once been necromancers, using their powers to leech the life from the peasants of their county and maintain eternal youth. The daughter, however, found a different method of becoming forever young when she caught the attention of a travelling vampiric lord who turned her. Driven mad by the hunger of a newborn vampire and no longer needing her mother, the countess butchered her entire family, draining them of blood...

Zendar frowned.

This certainly messed up his plans. Not only was his target a necromancer, but also a vampire with a powerful patron. Even if he captured her, the undead made a terrible cattle. It would be best to leave this entire adventure.

He frowned as he looked at the tits swaying in front of his eyes. Maybe it would be better to give the information to the guild and let them deal with the fiend...

"And you, former countess... do you know any easy way to defeat your daughter." The halfling asked, not really into it anymore... If he did not have an easy in... it was better to choose an easier target. A different farm.
 
The dark skinned man flashes her a wide, toothy grin, as he looks her up and down between long swigs of ale. "Oh, now that's an interesting idea, love." He chuckles. "As it happens, yeah, I'm sufferin' from something I think you've got the perfect cure for."
Eliza struggled to keep her excitement at how well this was going to a minimum. "Splendid." she exclaimed with a quick clap of her hands and a grin. "Now is this ailment something that I can fix right here? Or would you rather someplace with a bit more privacy should it be something more awkward?"
 
"Urgh, you, stop it already, we have work to do!" Fei grumbles, quivering as she feels Peng's long, serpentine tongue on her hand, feeling his slimy spit coat her fingers. "Enough!" She scolds her pet, but with how aroused he's gotten. The goblin's tiny mind was focused on one thing, and one thing alone. And with Peng's continued attempts at groping her, making Fei feel a jolt of pleasure run up her spine due to her earlier orgasms at the hands of the farmer. "Stop it... focus!" She gulps, blushing, "Look, when we finish this job. I... I'll let you lick me all you want, okay?" She whispers, unaware that she's just taken her first step into even more debauchery as she attempts to bribe her tamed monster using her body...
"Hng..." The goblin looks at her, taking a long moment to process with his limited intelligence before reluctantly pulling back away from her with a grumble. Still, she feels Peng's eyes on her, and knows there's no chance of him forgetting the promise - or much hope that he'll take a charitable interpretation of the wording.
 
Damn! What do I do? Should I follow them? No, then I would leave the Bard undefended.

Turing to the elf, Delphi tells her "Someone was watching us. Or listening in on us."
The blonde, still in post coital bliss, takes a moment to process what was said, but looks worried after. "What? We...We should go after them..." She breathes. "And find out who it was..."
 
Claudia breathes slowly and and quietly, holding in one hand dagger and in another cloth over her, hiding herself inside the wagon. She waits as bandits watch wagon to avoid detection, but she stays ready to fight in case of failure.
D100: 97 (Crit)
Claudia is sure she's going to be found as the man's hands roam under the canvas, feeling at the various items underneath. He grabs her thigh, squeezing softly, before letting go. Luckily, he only touched the fabric of her gambeson, and didn't realise there was flesh and blood beneath. "Alright, all good. Move on." The man says, and the wagon begins moving again, wheels grinding against cobblestones as it moves towards the clearing at the centre of the ruins where the camp was.
 
"Hng..." The goblin looks at her, taking a long moment to process with his limited intelligence before reluctantly pulling back away from her with a grumble. Still, she feels Peng's eyes on her, and knows there's no chance of him forgetting the promise - or much hope that he'll take a charitable interpretation of the wording.


"Ghhh." Fei shudders, her body still sensitive from her recent orgasm. "Just... focus on taking down our target, got it?" She says, blushing as she tries, and fails to pull down her qipao in an attempt to hide her lower body from the leering goblin, as there was nothing more to pull down.. Knowing she'll have to deal with Peng later, Fei focuses on the task at hand. "Go on, you used to live in the forest, right? Can't you tell where that big creature could be?" She gives Peng an order, hoping his hunting instincts haven't completely disappeared... if he even had any in the first place.
 
D100: 97 (Crit)
Claudia is sure she's going to be found as the man's hands roam under the canvas, feeling at the various items underneath. He grabs her thigh, squeezing softly, before letting go. Luckily, he only touched the fabric of her gambeson, and didn't realise there was flesh and blood beneath. "Alright, all good. Move on." The man says, and the wagon begins moving again, wheels grinding against cobblestones as it moves towards the clearing at the centre of the ruins where the camp was.
"One finger closer and he would touch my boobs" Claudia tought to herself, as wagon slowly moves towards centre of the ruin. Using her dagger she make small hole in the wagon, to peek outside and count bandits in the camp. Probably there is only three of them, but better be carefool. Also that woman, which blowjob one of them is wild card. Is she part of the gang, or she is just whore for them?
 
The blonde, still in post coital bliss, takes a moment to process what was said, but looks worried after. "What? We...We should go after them..." She breathes. "And find out who it was..."

Delphi gives a sigh

Damn, this means I won't get my turn. But you gotta do what you gotta do.

Walking over to the Bard, the Skald helps her to her feet. "Well, we should hurry before we lose the trail."
 
Elf chuckles in response. "I'm not talking about your hard drinks, I meant anything besides them. You humans really frown on using plants beyond what your elders consider safe. Not that I blame you, it can be terrifying if you overestimate your endurance."

Elf hums, opening and peeking into the rooms. "Asking if you are brave enough, that's all."
Opening one of the doors at random, Cerim looks inside to find a small, plain looking bedroom lit by shadow.

D100+10: 77
"Hmph, I'm scared of nothing." The noble says in a proud voice.
 
Eliane approaches her, Holding Out her wounded Hand which is shaking at this point.

"Greetings. Could You Take a Long at my Hand? It was injured while i was Out on a Job..." She calmly says to her.
"Of course, child." The woman flashes a smile at Elaine, her delicate hands gently taking the mercenary's rough one, examining it. "It shouldn't take too long. Just a quick spell." She says, her voice soft and pleasant.
 
It doesn't take long before she comes across Jona, the young man red faced and carrying a bouquet of flowers. His tunic isn't particularly impressive, but he clearly changed into it since the last time they meant. "H-Hey..." He smiles tentatively.
She was a little surprised that a young man his age would take such a traditional approach, but then she couldn't say she was all that used to actually dating. She liked to think she learned a few things of the end result, but doing the process wasn't something she exactly had seen lots of. Still, it didn't seem all to bad.

"How lovely." Taking the gift as it was meant, she did see her opportunity to tease him a bit.

"The flowers are nice too."
 
Eran hummed as he examined the piece of paper and the clearly magic-related characters on it. I should go back to the temple and see if anyone there has any idea what this might be about – it seems important, judging by how it is protected. While there I should also ask about Calixto's Emporium, before going there myself. But first, let's see if I can find something for the guy that let me come up here in the first place... It seemed unlikely he would find anything more of use to him, so he focused on paying back the guy that had helped him – it was always a good idea to repay any help received.
Looking around for a reward, Eran can't find much of monetary value around the room. Opening one of the drawers, though, he does find something interesting. Hidden between some lacy pairs of panties, he finds a ring made of fine silver, encrusted with a ruby. It doesn't look like it's worth a fortune, but it does seem like it could be pawned off for a decent amount.

D100: 99 (Crit)
He's about to tuck it away in his pocket as a gift for the guy downstairs, but as he gazes a little longer into the ruby he sees the ring is something quite a bit more special. It's a summoning ring - probably for the demonness who was guarding the place - which allows the user to summon a demon to the material plain, bound in servitude, without having to perform a ritual.

Gained x1 Summoning Ring - Succubus
 
Zendar frowned.

This certainly messed up his plans. Not only was his target a necromancer, but also a vampire with a powerful patron. Even if he captured her, the undead made a terrible cattle. It would be best to leave this entire adventure.

He frowned as he looked at the tits swaying in front of his eyes. Maybe it would be better to give the information to the guild and let them deal with the fiend...

"And you, former countess... do you know any easy way to defeat your daughter." The halfling asked, not really into it anymore... If he did not have an easy in... it was better to choose an easier target. A different farm.
"Sssshhheee lost her abilities..." The female ghost purrs. "Herrr necromancy... Only has her vampiric powerssss, and she's still so verrry young and inexperienced with those..."
 
Eliza struggled to keep her excitement at how well this was going to a minimum. "Splendid." she exclaimed with a quick clap of her hands and a grin. "Now is this ailment something that I can fix right here? Or would you rather someplace with a bit more privacy should it be something more awkward?"
"I ain't the shy type, but I figure you'll prefer fixing this ailment without the whole pub watchin'." The pirate chuckles, taking a long swig of his ale until the entire mug is empty. He bolts up. "No use burnin' daylight." He says, gesturing her to her feet. "I got me a room upstairs." He says, a powerful hand sliding down to the small of her back, urging her to the stairs.
 
"Sssshhheee lost her abilities..." The female ghost purrs. "Herrr necromancy... Only has her vampiric powerssss, and she's still so verrry young and inexperienced with those..."

Zendar smiled. If he could take control of the undead Vampire - this would be a great boon! Then frowned and paused.

"What about her sire - the Vampire Lord who made her into Vampire?" He asked. If there was even a grain of possibility that he was in the area and would aid the young Vampire, he was not going to be anywhere near the damn Farm, no sir! Tiramisu in case he ever returned there. Fighting vampires was for veterans an elites of adventurers - not poor little halfling!
 
Opening one of the doors at random, Cerim looks inside to find a small, plain looking bedroom lit by shadow.

D100+10: 77
"Hmph, I'm scared of nothing." The noble says in a proud voice.

Cerim chuckles as he walks into the bedroom, sitting down on the edge of the bed.

"Such a brave little girl. How about you take a seat over her and prove it? I have just the thing for it~" Elf smirks as he reaches into his bag, pulling out a rolled up and dried leaf. It is long and narrow, still retaining the toughness and color despite being thoroughly dried. He grabs the middle of the roll and grabs the tip of it, uncoiling the plant carefully.

"I don't know the human name for this plant, but I just call it stripleaf. It's a vine that feeds on people while the aphrodisiac venom in its rough leaves keeps the victims distracted. It's addictive but not lethal."

He holds up the dried leaf with one hand while patting his lap with the other. "But you aren't afraid of anything. Correct, noble lady?"

He is starting to like the girl. It will be a shame to hand her over. He had a couple of girls he liked for one reason or the other, either because of how adorably innocent they were or because of just how kinky and perverted they were. He must have awakened bondage kink in a dozen or more of humans, some even fell in love with him.

This little noble seemed like the kind he could tease quite easily, poke her ego while dangling ways to prove herself above her head and watch her jump like a trained dog.
 
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