"I must discipline the girls, for revealing such privileged truths." The nobleman chuckles deeply, taking a quick swig of his drink. "Her name was Miria. She passed during last year's plague." He admits softly.
Violet giggles softly, moaning as Cerim's fingers enter her, her arms going around him, her dew coating his fingers. The thugs don't hesitate in taking advantage of the elven hospitality, their hands reaching out to grasp the cyan haired slave women. One presses himself against his partner, forcing a kiss onto her, as the other simply begins to unlace his breeches.
Eran clapped with his hands a few times.” Quite the show, quite the show,” he nodded in approval, “don't worry, I know someone who will happily take care of my needs... but that's for later. For now let us finish our little deal. You are almost done... but not quite, there's one last thing left,” he smirked as he openly ogled the sweaty elf, “I was going to have you fuck your girlfriend's ass after her pussy... but she's already out of it and I wouldn't want you to hurt her by overdoing it, so instead I want you to take off that strap-on and ride it with your ass while I watch. You look like you need to climax yourself, but unfortunately your girlfriend is out and due to our deal I am no allowed to touch you, so...” He explained his demand, before adding, “And please don't try to get out of it by claiming this wasn't part of the deal. Remember what I said earlier? I get to direct what you do while I watch. Your girlfriend warned me not to get greedy, but she did not say 'no', and neither did you, so as I long as I am not being greedy it is fine to give you some direction, no?” Eran watched Evasha carefully, ready to dodge if she tried to punch him again, while hoping that she was horny enough to agree to do it.
"Then get to work on them... And I shall get to work on your vampire problem." The woman smirks, turning to move deeper into the depths of the ancient tomb, leaving the halfling in the main hall, surrounded by bound, terrified captives.
"I look like I need to climax, huh? What a considerate gentleman you are." Evasha rolls her eyes. "Heh - if you want, I'll bend the 'no touching' rule." She sits on the bed, the fake phallus pointed skywards, still dripping with Lorelei's juices. "Come take a seat and I'll give it to you like I gave it to her." She smirks mischievously.
"I'm interested to hear what you have to contribute on the subject." The baron chuckles softly as he holds out his fork, spearing a piece of fork to bring it to his lips. "It's been several years now, but yes, no one's quite been able to fill the void she left." He pierces another piece of meat and holds it in front of her lips. "Try it - it really is divine."
"I have plenty of ideas what you can do to rise discipline among your servant. Stick and carrot, like my father use to say, punishment and reward". Claudia winks to baron as she accepted piece of meat offered by baron. "Mhhm... Salty... Peper... Some herbs which I don't recognise... and well cooked by master chief”. She said politely and sit closer to him, giving him better views inside her collar in dress, to show some skin and make herself look more attractive.
"Sounds like a very interesting strategy." The baron chuckles, eyes glinting with delight as she allows him to feed her, the intimacy of the act clearly encouraging him to take further liberties. Claudia can see some appraising looks from the other guests, though they mostly politely keep their eyes to themselves, not wanting to spoil their host's fun. "I'm sure the chef will appreciate the praise. Though I confess, right now, food isn't the most interesting thing on my mind." The older man chuckles as he gazes at her decolletage. "Tell me about yourself, my dear. This life of an adventurer for hire. Is it...for you? You're very capable, I'm sure - I don't mean to denigrate your abilities, but it's not what a woman of such fine breeding would normally do." He refills her wine.
“That is true, woman of my position most likely wouldn’t be travelling sword for hire. I would be probably already have husband and children if not unstable financially of my family”. Claudia allowed him to stare longer, while keeping fan to shield herself from rest of the guests.
Part of Eran knew that this was a bad idea and that he should say 'no'. That small part of him was easily and completely drowned out by his lust. It was already taking all of his willpower just to make sure he kept his hands to himself and did not do something he was not supposed to. Thus Evasha's offer was impossible to refuse, especially when combined with the brief glimpse of her wet folds.
"I think a woman like yourself deserves better than cold water and moldy bread and nights spent sleeping in hedges." The baron says, his eyes drifting from Claudia's cleavage to the swaying of the dancer's hips and back. "Even if you've come to adapt to such a lifestyle."
Before he can lay down and finish his sentence, Evasha gives him a hard shove onto his back, leaping atop him with vigor. He feels his cock rub against her ass cheeks, claw-like fingernails scratching his flesh as she places her hands on his shoulders and presses him down against the bed. "Hmph, I guess you're good for something, at least. I'd assumed a perv like you would be a dickless wonder, but that thing is almost impressive." Her eyes glint with hunger as she looks down at him.
"I'm quite adapting person, my dear baron. And I tell you, that risk and blood rush in veins makes you even more alive than you can imagine". Caludia lower her mouth closer to his ear and whisper. "Would you like to offer me such life? Of riches and luxury for battle harder woman? I have more scars than most women get in their live, do you realy want to wittness them?" She gently put hand on his chin and direct his stare at herself, from the half naked dancer.
Looking around with his sixth sense, Zendak can feel elven souls deeper into the ancient tomb. The path beyond the wide chamber splits off into two hallways - from the path on the left he can feel a heavy miasma of spiritual energy, but it's indistinct. From the right, he can feel strong power, but more concentrated. He guesses that the left path leads to a burial chamber where many weak souls were interred, while in the right are a small handful of far more powerful people's bodies. From his limited historical knowledge of the period, he guesses that on the right are buried powerful mages of the path, while the left chamber houses the bodies and souls of their attendants, sacrificed during the funerals of their masters in an old ritual.
„I would be false person if I said it’s isn’t tempting to me. Life with servants, clean clothes, tasty meals… But one of reasons why I choose my path, was purpose to afford for my family. If I take your offer, would you give it also to my family? My older sister is happy married to merchant, but my old parents need support”.