The Adventurer's Guild - RP Thread

[moonblack]

Emara steps forward, and Eran's graced with the feeling of his cheek rubbing against her soft, warm bosom as she hugs him. "Thank you." She breathes, releasing him too soon. "Now, from what you gathered at the apartment, it seems my daughter and this foreign witch are meeting up at Calixto's Emporium. With luck, you should be able to find them there. After...Well...I have an offer to make you, but there's no time to waste."

“An offer?” Eran raised an eyebrow. “Well, you've got me curious. I'll be looking forward to it. But for now I should go to Calixto's Emporium and see if I can find either your daughter or the witch... Anything else before I leave?”

 

[Tjf]

“An offer?” Eran raised an eyebrow. “Well, you've got me curious. I'll be looking forward to it. But for now I should go to Calixto's Emporium and see if I can find either your daughter or the witch... Anything else before I leave?”

"Only that Yselva goes with you." Emara leans in, kissing his forehead.

 

[moonblack]

"Only that Yselva goes with you." Emara leans in, kissing his forehead.

“Thank you. I will see you later, hopefully with good news.” Eran offered a polite bow before leaving the temple and heading toward his destination. Break is over, time to get back to work, and hopefully end this before it becomes a bigger problem...

 

[Remin]

"Does it matter who it is?" The man in front glares back, his fingers tightening around the hilt of his sword.

"I hear he's a spurned lover." The other man, less hostile, calls out from behind. Cerim feels his prey's grip tighten as she hears it.

"Ah. So it is personal." He tapped his chin. "Can't exactly trade her for someone else. A real shame. I have two wonderful girls that are more pleasant and disciplined than this brat."

He smacked the redhead firmly on her exposed behind, marking her fair skin with a red, stinging handprint.

"I want to go with you. I am keen to see more of your kind's creative ways to resolve your relationship problems. No enemy like family, am I right? Hahaha."

 

[Tjf]

“Thank you. I will see you later, hopefully with good news.” Eran offered a polite bow before leaving the temple and heading toward his destination. Break is over, time to get back to work, and hopefully end this before it becomes a bigger problem...

Feeling the sun on his face, Eran moves through the picturesque city, travelling well trodden streets and alleys before arriving outside Calixto's. The old magic shop is unimpressive to the cursory glance - just an old hut by the sight of it - but Eran recalls Emara's words about it shifting around inside. He smells clammy floral scents as he heads inside, examining the shelves filled by various artifacts, potions and herbs.

Heading through the door at the back, he finds himself in a much larger space - an open, well lit cafe, filled with conversation and the mixed scents of various drinks and sweet treats. He finds his quarry near the back. Sitting at a table, nursing some sort of tea, is a woman who's unmistakably Emara's daughter - not quite as gifted in the chest department, but making up for it with her thighs.

She giggles and looks adoringly at a woman across from her - a dark haired human in tight riding leathers that emphasise her figure. She reaches out, caressing the elf's hand.

 

[Tjf]

"Ah. So it is personal." He tapped his chin. "Can't exactly trade her for someone else. A real shame. I have two wonderful girls that are more pleasant and disciplined than this brat."

He smacked the redhead firmly on her exposed behind, marking her fair skin with a red, stinging handprint.

"I want to go with you. I am keen to see more of your kind's creative ways to resolve your relationship problems. No enemy like family, am I right? Hahaha."

"Ahh!" The redhead's cry sounds above the resounding crack of skin on skin as he slaps her.

"You mean you wanna see what the boss man does to her?" The man in front narrows his eyes.

"Wait... Tell us about these girls..." The second man says, looking with interest at the noblewoman's ass. "More comely than her?"

"What does it matter?" His compatriot snaps back at him.

"Well, I'm just curious..."

 

[moonblack]

Feeling the sun on his face, Eran moves through the picturesque city, travelling well trodden streets and alleys before arriving outside Calixto's. The old magic shop is unimpressive to the cursory glance - just an old hut by the sight of it - but Eran recalls Emara's words about it shifting around inside. He smells clammy floral scents as he heads inside, examining the shelves filled by various artifacts, potions and herbs.

Heading through the door at the back, he finds himself in a much larger space - an open, well lit cafe, filled with conversation and the mixed scents of various drinks and sweet treats. He finds his quarry near the back. Sitting at a table, nursing some sort of tea, is a woman who's unmistakably Emara's daughter - not quite as gifted in the chest department, but making up for it with her thighs.

She giggles and looks adoringly at a woman across from her - a dark haired human in tight riding leathers that emphasise her figure. She reaches out, caressing the elf's hand.

Damn, they are both hot! Eran noted as he found his targets together at a table. He decided to stay out of their sight and observe them for a bit, especially the human – the elf seemed quite enamored with her.

 

[Regin34]

"Hmph..." The older servant masks a smirk as she begins to rub between Claudia's legs, her fingers sliding along the younger woman's labia and moving up to unveil her clit, giving the nub a firm squeeze.

"I suppose you can afford to be confident, when you're a baron." The younger woman giggles, as she gives Claudia's rim a firm push.

Claudia bites her lips as servants leave sponges and begin openly rubbing her pussy with their fingers.
„Ahh!! Yes, right position could give plenty of confidence, ahh”!
Claudia by instinct grabbed older servant by shoulders and removed straps off her dress, leaving herself open for touch of younger servant.

 

[Remin]

"Ahh!" The redhead's cry sounds above the resounding crack of skin on skin as he slaps her.

"You mean you wanna see what the boss man does to her?" The man in front narrows his eyes.

"Wait... Tell us about these girls..." The second man says, looking with interest at the noblewoman's ass. "More comely than her?"

"What does it matter?" His compatriot snaps back at him.

"Well, I'm just curious..."

"I was thinking about it more like two professionals discussing their work. One of my lovers shown me those 'iron maidens' you humans came up with. I love learning more about your methods." He answered with a glee in his voice, his other hand tugging on the rope that ran between redhead's thighs, grinding it against her cunt.

His ears perk up once the question comes from the more friendly of the two. "Oh. With pleasure! Daisy is really curvy gal, an absolute head-turner. Just uh.. Don't parade her around. I changed her blonde hair to brown and made her lose a lot of weight but if someone does recognize her, Catherine will rip my head off. She's not that important or famous, just in couple of villages far north but still..

Now Violet on the other hand is a complete nobody. Short white girl with chestnut hair, sticking her nose where she shouldn't. Not very well endowed, but unbelievably adorable and better in bed than most whores. All the punishment stretched her out to the point she can almost match my own flexibility. Just let her get very drunk from time to time or she will try to hang herself."

He pauses for a second, catching his breath while giving redhead another tug.

"I have other cuties but they are either servants or bought by someone else or not trained enough. Most females go for above one thousand gold coins, but I can sell you the lower quality ones for less. Just don't complain that you almost got stabbed by a cheap slave. I have some younger, prettier males too if you swing that way."

 

[majus]

"Neighbour? Ah, so you're not some would be hero, here to purify this place in the name of justice or some pathetic god?" The female voice echoes through the dark as the woman beyond chuckles. "Well then, come closer, neighbour." The last word sizzles with a tone of mockery. "See what lies in wait - if you can handle it..."

The tunnel ahead of Zendak is painfully dark, lit only by the ectoplasmic glow of his ghost companions, who alarmingly look worried. The narrow passageway begins imperceptibly to widen the longer he travels down it, and as he reaches out with his sixth sense, he starts to notice other mortal vital signs - incredibly weak, but there. Quite a few of them, for a place of the dead. The tunnel, initially only wide enough for he and his party to stand in single file (if one ignores the fact that his companions can go through walls), widens enough for them to stand abreast. He sees light coming from the far side. Blue, bright, hard to identify at first. Then, he sees orange light as well. As the tunnel gives way to a large open chamber, his eyes painfully adjust, as he sees what they illuminate. Runes carved into the wall of the large chamber glow with spectral energy, too ancient for him to translate. The orange glow come from the chests of women, bound to the wall, their life force being extracted by some spell.

"Well, neighbour." The speaker smiles from a runic circle on the floor of the chamber. "Like what you see?" She grins, as a monstrosity of bone slithers around her buxom frame.
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(Oh, that's a surprising twist! And nice pic.)

Zendak blinks, then smiles, his eyes roaming over the slick body - oh, he wanted this~

Then he looked over the busty female and licked his lips. He would love to ravage this beautiful woman~

“I do, indeed~” He nodded his head. Then he looked around, his eyes stopping on the runes. “Incredible~ this is some complex rune work. I can barely understand most of it. Truly, this is a work of art.” He commented.

His eyes turned to the bound females and he started counting them.

“It must have been difficult to gather all of the sluts without bringing major attention to yourself.” He paused. “You do know, you might get better results if you add pleasure – the orgasmic release tends to improve both quality and quantity of life force output.” He said as he turned to the female, quite eager to talk shop with her. It was soo rare for him to find a fellow practitioner of dark arts~

 

[Tjf]

Damn, they are both hot! Eran noted as he found his targets together at a table. He decided to stay out of their sight and observe them for a bit, especially the human – the elf seemed quite enamored with her.

Eran finds a seat nearby, with a cute looking elf waitress rapidly approaching to take his order, but his eyes are fixed on his targets.

"You're sure no one will get hurt, right?" Emara's daughter speaks tentatively, her fingers sliding along her lover's knuckles.

"No one." The dark haired witch purrs, her voice low and seductive. "I can keep the beast leashed. We'll make the summon, find the treasure, and then you and I can be together."

Emara's daughter sighs in delight. "I can't wait, my love..." Eran is treated to a sight, as she leans across and the two women begin to kiss.

 

[Tjf]

Claudia bites her lips as servants leave sponges and begin openly rubbing her pussy with their fingers.
„Ahh!! Yes, right position could give plenty of confidence, ahh”!
Claudia by instinct grabbed older servant by shoulders and removed straps off her dress, leaving herself open for touch of younger servant.

"Naughty..." The younger servant giggles, pressing her finger past Claudia's rim, pushing her way into the adventurer's ass. The older woman's breasts spring out from her dress as Claudia pulls off her straps. "Now now, it's not our place to judge the lord's guests..." She smirks, leaning in as her fingers slide in delectable little circles around Claudia's clit.

 

[Tjf]

"I was thinking about it more like two professionals discussing their work. One of my lovers shown me those 'iron maidens' you humans came up with. I love learning more about your methods." He answered with a glee in his voice, his other hand tugging on the rope that ran between redhead's thighs, grinding it against her cunt.

His ears perk up once the question comes from the more friendly of the two. "Oh. With pleasure! Daisy is really curvy gal, an absolute head-turner. Just uh.. Don't parade her around. I changed her blonde hair to brown and made her lose a lot of weight but if someone does recognize her, Catherine will rip my head off. She's not that important or famous, just in couple of villages far north but still..

Now Violet on the other hand is a complete nobody. Short white girl with chestnut hair, sticking her nose where she shouldn't. Not very well endowed, but unbelievably adorable and better in bed than most whores. All the punishment stretched her out to the point she can almost match my own flexibility. Just let her get very drunk from time to time or she will try to hang herself."

He pauses for a second, catching his breath while giving redhead another tug.

"I have other cuties but they are either servants or bought by someone else or not trained enough. Most females go for above one thousand gold coins, but I can sell you the lower quality ones for less. Just don't complain that you almost got stabbed by a cheap slave. I have some younger, prettier males too if you swing that way."

The redhead squirms in his arms as he explains his plan. "Y-You promised..." She breathes softly, crying out as the robe tightens between her legs.

The two men look at each other a moment, before looking back at Cerim. "If you really wanna keep her..." The second man gestures to the redhead. "...Give us those two as a trade. We'll tell the boss she was unrecoverable - say she was already too fucked up to bring back before you reached her.'

"If Daisy and Violet ain't as good as you're saying, though, we'll find you." The first man threatens.

 

[moonblack]

Eran finds a seat nearby, with a cute looking elf waitress rapidly approaching to take his order, but his eyes are fixed on his targets.

"You're sure no one will get hurt, right?" Emara's daughter speaks tentatively, her fingers sliding along her lover's knuckles.

"No one." The dark haired witch purrs, her voice low and seductive. "I can keep the beast leashed. We'll make the summon, find the treasure, and then you and I can be together."

Emara's daughter sighs in delight. "I can't wait, my love..." Eran is treated to a sight, as she leans across and the two women begin to kiss.

Eran couldn't help but roll his eyes at the exchange. The whole “keep the beast leashed” part sounded like wishful thinking at best, outright lie at worst – and so far the latter seemed more likely. No idea what treasure they are talking about, but I highly doubt it is what the girl thinks – if it exists at all... He continued to enjoy the drink he had ordered and spy on the pair, waiting to see what they did next.

 

[Tjf]

(Oh, that's a surprising twist! And nice pic.)

Zendak blinks, then smiles, his eyes roaming over the slick body - oh, he wanted this~

Then he looked over the busty female and licked his lips. He would love to ravage this beautiful woman~

“I do, indeed~” He nodded his head. Then he looked around, his eyes stopping on the runes. “Incredible~ this is some complex rune work. I can barely understand most of it. Truly, this is a work of art.” He commented.

His eyes turned to the bound females and he started counting them.

“It must have been difficult to gather all of the sluts without bringing major attention to yourself.” He paused. “You do know, you might get better results if you add pleasure – the orgasmic release tends to improve both quality and quantity of life force output.” He said as he turned to the female, quite eager to talk shop with her. It was soo rare for him to find a fellow practitioner of dark arts~

(I saw it and thought you'd like it )
"That's hardly surprising." The woman says as he makes his comment about the runes, the serpent of bone still coiling around her body, snapping its jaws violently. "The script is truly ancient, from the time when the first elves were still savage cave folk. No, a greater power ruled back then. Few people still live who know the words." She explains, her hand sliding along the glowing marks on the walls, trembling slightly from the sheer magical power.

Zendak sees at least two dozen mortal women against the walls, writhing. "Hmph, there are always people out there that no one will miss." She chuckles, before raising an eyebrow at his comment. "Hmm, I've always used pain as an enhancer. You truly think pleasure could be superior?" She gives him a skeptical look, before raising a hand towards the bound women. "Demonstrate. If you're not mistaken, then perhaps this doesn't have to end how I anticipated."

 

[Tjf]

Eran couldn't help but roll his eyes at the exchange. The whole “keep the beast leashed” part sounded like wishful thinking at best, outright lie at worst – and so far the latter seemed more likely. No idea what treasure they are talking about, but I highly doubt it is what the girl thinks – if it exists at all... He continued to enjoy the drink he had ordered and spy on the pair, waiting to see what they did next.

"But are you really sure you can stop the demon from going free? Summoning can be risky..." The dark skinned elf breathes in a low voice, as they break their kiss.

"You trust me, don't you?" The dark haired woman asks.

"I...Of course I do, baby." The elf nods.

"Then follow my lead. This time next week we'll be anywhere on the continent you want to go - with so much gold you could drown in it, and power like you can't believe." The witch says. "Besides, it was all originally taken from the temple of Yselva, so it's already basically yours by right."

"Well, no... By right it should belong to the temple itself. And to my mother..." The elf's cheeks darken, as she looks away, clearly feeling the sting of guilt.

The witch's grip tightens. "Hey, you can give your mother a share if you like, once we're done, okay?"

"I...I suppose, yes. It just feels like stealing." The elf sighs.

"Maybe...But we have to look out for ourselves, and our future family." The witch brings her lover's hand up, kissing the knuckles softly.

 

[Regin34]

"Naughty..." The younger servant giggles, pressing her finger past Claudia's rim, pushing her way into the adventurer's ass. The older woman's breasts spring out from her dress as Claudia pulls off her straps. "Now now, it's not our place to judge the lord's guests..." She smirks, leaning in as her fingers slide in delectable little circles around Claudia's clit.

Claudia pulled down older servant dress, ripping it off in some places and letting material falls down, wetting some parts in the bathwater.
„Come to me”! Claudia ordered to her, giving her room inside bathtub. Younger servant giggled and gives Claudia slapping at her ass, for what she turned around to her.
„Don’t forget yourself at the heat of the moment. As punishment, take off your dress too”. Claudia commanded with authority.

 

[Remin]

The redhead squirms in his arms as he explains his plan. "Y-You promised..." She breathes softly, crying out as the robe tightens between her legs.

The two men look at each other a moment, before looking back at Cerim. "If you really wanna keep her..." The second man gestures to the redhead. "...Give us those two as a trade. We'll tell the boss she was unrecoverable - say she was already too fucked up to bring back before you reached her.'

"If Daisy and Violet ain't as good as you're saying, though, we'll find you." The first man threatens.

"Hush." Elf spanked the redhead harder, much harder. Enough to bruise her behind.

Elf stopped to think.

About the type of person to have such a pair of wild hogs as their underlings.

The lack of loyality and discipline deeply disgusted him, making his ears flip like a pair of levers, a habit which usually sends his servants into a hysterical panic, offering to receive a punishment before the elf comes up with his own. But those two were blissfully unaware.

Should he kill them?

Els shakes his head, light-headed for a moment. "Mhmm. Sounds like a deal. We will have to make a little trek to the Screaming Blue Jungle. Nothing two seasoned warriors shouldn't be able to handle."

He smiled widely, a bit wider than a human could.

 

[moonblack]

"But are you really sure you can stop the demon from going free? Summoning can be risky..." The dark skinned elf breathes in a low voice, as they break their kiss.

"You trust me, don't you?" The dark haired woman asks.

"I...Of course I do, baby." The elf nods.

"Then follow my lead. This time next week we'll be anywhere on the continent you want to go - with so much gold you could drown in it, and power like you can't believe." The witch says. "Besides, it was all originally taken from the temple of Yselva, so it's already basically yours by right."

"Well, no... By right it should belong to the temple itself. And to my mother..." The elf's cheeks darken, as she looks away, clearly feeling the sting of guilt.

The witch's grip tightens. "Hey, you can give your mother a share if you like, once we're done, okay?"

"I...I suppose, yes. It just feels like stealing." The elf sighs.

"Maybe...But we have to look out for ourselves, and our future family." The witch brings her lover's hand up, kissing the knuckles softly.

Eran rolled his eyes again. Right, “so much gold you could drown in it, and power like you can't believe”... sounds too good to be true, which means it probably is too good... but how do I put an end to it? I can't just approach them and make them stop... or can I? It was a crazy idea, and very dangerous, but if it worked...

Before he could second-guess himself Eran got up and took a seat at the two women's table, positioning himself in such a way that he could observe both women's faces. “Good day, ladies,” he began with a smile, speaking quickly before either woman could react, “I'm sorry to interrupt, but I couldn't help but overhear what you were saying, and it seemed to me like you could use some help. Fortunately for you I am in need of money, and it sounded like you will soon have a lot to spare...” he had no intention of actually helping with the demon summoning, but this was as good a way as any to approach the pair, “of course, I will need some advance payment, but I'm sure that won't be a problem...” he grinned as he carefully observed their reactions to his little offer.

 

[majus]

(I saw it and thought you'd like it )
"That's hardly surprising." The woman says as he makes his comment about the runes, the serpent of bone still coiling around her body, snapping its jaws violently. "The script is truly ancient, from the time when the first elves were still savage cave folk. No, a greater power ruled back then. Few people still live who know the words." She explains, her hand sliding along the glowing marks on the walls, trembling slightly from the sheer magical power.

Zendak sees at least two dozen mortal women against the walls, writhing. "Hmph, there are always people out there that no one will miss." She chuckles, before raising an eyebrow at his comment. "Hmm, I've always used pain as an enhancer. You truly think pleasure could be superior?" She gives him a skeptical look, before raising a hand towards the bound women. "Demonstrate. If you're not mistaken, then perhaps this doesn't have to end how I anticipated."

“Oh, that will definitely work.” Zendak said as he approached one of the bound females. A human female, blond with quite a sizeable bust, middle-aged. He grabbed both tits and started stimulating them, groping. After a few moments, he moved his hands along her sides, her neck and ears, before moving down to her thighs and finally sliding his finger into her pussy.

“You see, pain will always be resisted. Pleasure, on the other hand, is dangerous, because if you drown the sacrifice in it, there is quite a danger, for her, that she will embrace it.” He started thrusting his fingers in and out. He turned to the mysterious woman.

“You can achive maximum effect with both pleasure and pain, but you have to be skilful at that. Have an appropirate set up and- well, it depends on your target.” He hummed and smiled as the blond moaned with pleasure, her pussy clamping on his fingers.

“Depends on what you are trying to achieve?” He asked. “Call an outsider being, summon a soul, resurrect someone, or just simply absorb the lifeforce of those sluts?” He blinked, "Or something else, more interesting~" He smiled, hoping it would be something else.