"Okay, okay, okay!" She sees the young man come closer, his hair long and his features youthful and conventionally attractive. "Damian?" Lydia exclaims, moving beside Delphi. "Err...yeah. Hi, professor..." The young man blushes. "What on Earth are you doing?" The blonde crosses her arms. "Well... I, um... Was... Was trying to...to ask you about the exam, yeah!" He stammers, clearly lying. "After hours? When I wasn't even supposed to be in my office?" The teacher asks, unimpressed.
Wow, he is a BAD liar... "Yeah, I'm not buying it." Striding towards the young man, Delphi gives him a mischievous grin. "So, how about you try again." She then cracks her knuckles. "This time with the truth." Then again, he IS kind of cute. "Oh I know." She then leans down, getting right into his face. "You were trying to sneak a peak on your teacher, weren't you? You little perv. " [Not sure if this would be diplomacy, intimidate, or if this would even require any kind of "roll"]
“An hour? In that case it might be best if I wait until you have translated it and we know what it is before I decide what to do next. Is there a place here in the temple where I can relax for an hour while you work? I wouldn't want to disturb your work with my presence.” Eran asked the busty priestess. If I were to stay the time to translate it would probably double, if not triple, thanks to her massive tits tempting me... he silently admitted to himself.
"Oh please~ I actually really like you- for a human. How am I any worse than that fat merchant I liberated you from?~" he smirks, pressing his index into her clit and twisting it in, while spreading her labia wide open with his thumb, hooking his finger onto her folds and slowly but firmly pulling her hole apart. "Isn't this what you noblewomen crave? Someone dangerous, exotic, alluring? I have been invited inside under the cover of the night more times than I can remember~"
The boar slams its tusks into the tree, Peng screaming in terror, as Fei creeps up. Using her anatomical knowledge, she strikes, her aim true, and the blade penetrates the thick hide of the beast. Blood spurts and it roars, turning around to face Fei. Fei trembles, but as it takes a step forward, it collapses to the ground, bleeding out. Peng peeks out from the branches, grinning, before leaping to the ground. "Heheh... Peng..." He gives the boar a kick.
Zendak feels her pussy go from strangely half-ethereal to undeniably genuine feeling, her folds becoming warm and wet as they turn fully physical, milking his cock. Her breast is massive and soft to the touch, his fingers squeezing the soft flesh. She moans. "N-Never... Never, no matter what you do to me..."
Spoiler: Awareness Roll D100 + 10 => 105 (Crit) Walking forward, Claudia's about to head through a doorway into a neighboring room when she freezes. She sees a shadow on the floor, only visible due to an unlucky beam of light coming from the window. Drawing a little closer, getting quiet, she hears breathing, confirming her suspicion - someone is hiding in the doorway, waiting for her to go through.
Claudia freeze in the place, staying next to the wall. So there it is her bounty. Slowly Claudia pull out her sword, holding breath and wait for moment when shadow on the floor move. When it happen, she will move fast, entering the doorway and stabbing attacker.
"Haah... haaaahn." Fei lets out an exhausted sigh, "That was... far too close." She says to herself as she attempts to steady her breathing. Urgh, and the way it looked at me. She shudders, "Right... we've won. So no point thinking about it..." She says to herself as she shakes her head. "Peng, stop kicking it, you might damage it further." She scolds her goblin, as she moves in dismantle whatever useful part she could from the boar.
Zendak smirked. "Your words might speak one thing, yet your spirit reacts in another. You crave to fall." He smirked. "And I didn't even need to get serious yet! Hah!" He chuckled as he leaned forward, he grabbed a chain and threw it over woman's neck and pulled, choking her as he fucked her with vigour. "Before we are done, you shall crave the corruption, you will offer your very soul to experience my heavy hand. You might deny it as hard as you want, but your soul does not lie~" He slapped her ass as he continued dominating her.
Adventurer's Guild 4/12/2025 "I...Okay, yeah..." He blushes hard. "I mean, there's all these rumours that she... You know..." He scratches his head. "I figured what's the harm in just looking a little?" "Rumours, huh?" The music teacher's glare could cut. "Yeah, I mean..." He looks at Delphi. "I mean, you two weren't together just then to talk musical theory, right?" "Of course. Healing is not only physical process, but a mental one. Relaxation is crucial." The priestess smiles. "Sarai?" She calls out, and a young elf rushes into the room., brimming with nervous energy. "Yes, your excellency?" She asks. "Bring our dear guest to the Spring of Solace." Emara orders, and Sarai nods. "Please, follow me, brother." She turns on a dime, leading him out the back of the temple, through the vibrant gardens, the failing sun illuminating long flowers and grasses of many colours. A small staircase leads downwards, deeper into the gardens, where the plant life offers shade, and the air begins to grow hot, dampness beginning to stick to Eran's clothes and skin. He finds himself standing above a hot spring, looking down at two women who are less than bashful. "The mistress asks that this man be allowed to use the hallowed springs." Sarai says to the women currently using the water. "Ahem. We're about done, anyway." The darker skinned elf says dismissively, only to real back as the blonde splashes her. "Not even close." The blonde giggles. "Please join us, friend. Sarai will have your clothes cleaned." "H-Hngh... Not someone like, ooh, you..." She rolls her head back, unable to prevent a cry of pleasure from escaping her lips, as his fingers begin to explore her, quickly becoming coated in a layer of dew. "You bastard... How dare you do this to your better..." She moans, glaring daggers up at him in the pale moonlight coming from the window. Spoiler: Combat Roll D100: 11+10 (Skill) +20 (Surprise) = 42 https://www.rolldicewithfriends.com/rooms/coldwarrpg (Just the top roll, ignore the others as they're from the spy game) Claudia swears softly as she feels her boot collide with a chunk of old elven masonry, sending it flying through the doorway in a cloud of ancient rock chips and thick dust, clattering with a bang against the opposite wall with a sound that feels like it could have been launched from a trebuchet. As she goes to attack, she sees the shape of the man through the doorway. He ducks low beneath her blade, which clatters against the wall, drawing sparks. He stays low, shoving his way into her. He doesn't have a weapon in his hands, but his hands grip tightly onto her thighs and he uses his grip and momentum to push her forward. Claudia feels herself roll back on the balls of her feet, and then lose her footing entirely. She tips over, smacking down onto the cold cobblestones beneath. She's canny enough to lean up at the last moment, keeping her skull from a hard impact with the floor that could have knocked her out or smashed it open, but she still feels her breath knocked out of her lungs. The man goes down atop her, shifting quickly. He places himself to her side, knees on either side of her weapon arm, pinning it down, as his hands go for her throat. She looks up at him, a handsome face beneath a scraggly beard and long, unshorn locks, wild eyes gazing with intensity into her own. "Well ain't this a surprise?" He laughs. "Boys! Caught an intruder!" He calls out loudly, not knowing his compatriots are dead by her hand. "Hngh..." Peng makes a disapproving sound as she moves in, but relents nonetheless. Bending down, she gets out her beast knife - good for taking ingredients though not shaped to be any use in combat - and kneels down to begin cutting at the boar's tusks. She takes one tusk, then the other, having to take care not to cut herself on the edges. As she raises her blade to get to work on the hide, she feels Peng close to her, gripping her body, clearly eager to enjoy his promised side of the bargain. "M-Mustn't... Can't... Oooh..." The ghost moans as the halfling takes her for his pleasure, cock splitting pussy walls that have become tangible for the first time in so long, and feel as real as any of the women Zendak has taken for his own in the past. Her voice has lost its ghostly echo almost entirely by this point, and if not for the pallid hue of her skin, any observer might see two mortals fucking in the tomb, rather than a living male and a spectral slut. It's not true life, Zendak knows - to actually resurrect someone permanently would take a sorcerer of true skill - and she'll go ethereal again once he's done with her, but for now her ghostly body has made itself corporeal for his pleasure, the lustful mockery of the physical form she might take to attack a mortal. "Ooh, please..." She moans, ectoplasm replaced by real, human womanly dew, dripping down her thighs. "Oh, please give me more..." She cries in the voice of a human woman, high and strained with delight.
"P-Peng!" Fei gasps, "I know I said I'd reward you. But I also said I'd do it after we finish the job!" She scolds her goblin, blushing just a little as her body still feels worked up. "Now, pick those up, and help me bring it back to the farmer as proof." She huffs, focusing in finishing up whats left of the beast. Knowing she'll need every bit to make up for the cost of her spells.
“With pleasure,” Eran replied as he checked out the two busty elves in the water. He wasted no time stripping naked and joining them, his cock already almost fully erect. “My name is Eran. May I know who you beauties are?” He asked as he enjoyed the feeling of the hot water on his skin.
"Hngh... Nghhhh!" The beast cries out in outrage and obstinate stubborness. It grips her body, trying to pull her down, before finally he gives up, letting go and stomping away in a huff. Fei's able to slice into the boar's skin, cutting a path down its belly and around to take the skin. There are also, she knows, some organs that might prove useful for spells, if she's willing to carry the gory trophies on her way back to civilisation and the merchant's guild. As she considers it, she looks up, and sees that the night is still pretty young. She could go back to the portal in the dark, but at the same time, she doubts the farmer would have any opposition to the thought of letting her stay the night.
Serai takes his travel-stained clothes with a crisp professionalism, not looking at his body at all. The buxom elves bathing, however, both sneak a glance at Eran's hard on as he eases his way down into the water. He feels the hot water seeping against his skin, massaging his tense muscles into a state of pure relaxation - unsurprisingly, the water seems to have some kind of healing enchantment applied to it. "Well met, Eran." The blonde giggles. "I am Elbereth. Seeress of the temple." She reaches across to offer her hand. "Luthiel." The dark skinned woman exhales softly, looking a little irritated he's here, but not willing to press the subject and cause strife with Elbereth, who seems far more welcoming. "Guard captain in the city." She doesn't offer her hand.
"Stop, nngh, whining." Fei scolds Peng, trying to focus on the task at hand to avoid injuring herself. "The organs could also be worth taking but..." She tries to remember if she has anything to actually store them in. Or if they'd just spoil before she could put them to use, or sell them. "It's still early in the night... I could stay with the farmer again... but..." She mumbles, blushing as she recalls how their first encounter went. And with Peng being this moody about being made to wait. She decides to just inform the old man that the job was done. Aiming to head back to the guild to report it as well, sell her loot before they spoil... then find a cozy... and hopefully well sound-proofed inn room, so that she can finally give Peng what he wants.
“A pleasure to make your acquaintance, ladies,” Eran smiled, his cock growing fully erect as he noticed the way the pair checked out his manhood. “What does a seeress do, exactly?” he asked as he looked at the blonde and shook her hand, genuinely curious.
"Holy hells"! Claudia swears as Macek throws her down on the ground. That wasn't supposed to happen, not like this. By instinct she tried to strugle her sword out his knees, but he was too heavy and pinned her too strong. "Ha! What a pitty such handsome face belongs to bandit". Claudia said smiling to him, breathing faster as she looking for some opening. She slowly moved her left hand down, to grab her dagger attached to her belt, as she keep talking to distract him. "You must have shity personality if you go to banditiery with such face".
Examining the organs, she laments she doesn't have anything special to store them in but linen wraps in her bag. Heading back, the pudgy farmer seems delighted to hear that she's finished, handing her a purse of coin. As she goes to leave, though, she feels his hand grip her wrist. "You don't need to leave so soon..." He breathes.
"I can look into enchanted waters to see what has been, will be or can be." Elbereth explains as they break hand contact. "My sight comes from my lady goddess. When she wishes me to see something, she shows me a vision." Leaning back and sliding down, letting the waters wash against her breasts, she looks at him. "And you? What do you do? Are you some sort of priest?" "Or the high priestess' latest toy?" Luthiel smirks.
