Vi’lea is a bit surprised to see Silvan alone, without his loyal catgirl. Where is Tila? Did she go somewhere, or did he leave her to sleep in his room? She wonders, but decides that since Silvan shows no indication of being worried everything must be fine with the catgirl. She then turns her attention to the brown-skinned man the Fellgist is talking to, but sees nothing of particular interest for her. Never seen him before. Must be one of the caravan’s guards. The dark elf decides there’s no need to interrupt Silvan’s conversation. She takes a quick look around the room and notices that both Winona and Gert are nowhere to be seen. Okay, I can guess why Winona is not here, especially since Andreas is also not here. But where did Gert go? She ponders the question for a few moments, but decides that she doesn’t really care and instead turns her attention back to the elf next to her. (OOC: No, that’s how I posted it, no edits. But it’s at the bottom of the page, posted just seconds before your next post (as you can see from the time), and more posts followed shortly, so I figured you might have completely missed my message.)
She nuzzles sweetly against you, her softness feeling warmer than your own body for once. Her shapely thigh crosses your leg. "Gert has a tiny cock," she whispers. "He knows he can't satisfy me. Not like... this beast..." She teases your cockhead with her fingertip. "I'd wake him up again, but I think we've run out of places for you to put him for the night." She leans closer and kisses you on the lips. "Free of charge, sweetie."
Lyssa sits down beside Hurley and takes a look at the map. She passes him a few crystals. "Only if you get the opportunity, this is a scouting mission. None of those orc heroics." "Be well, my lady," he bows his head to her. He nods to you as well and pushes off from the table. "I will return before dawn if all goes well." "I guess that means you may share my bed tonight, my cheshan." Lyssa leans in, pressing her lips against your ear, teasing your lobe with her tongue and following the rim of your ear up to your pointed tip. She sucks gently at the tip of your ear. "I'm going to go have a bath, alone, my dear. You mingle with your companions. Give them some coin, if you wish."
"Mmm, nice." Vi’lea moans in approval as Lyssa plays with her ear and starts lightly rubbing the inside of the elf’s thigh with one hand. She listens to her lover and pouts in disappointment. "Aww, but I was looking forward to taking a bath together with you!" She whines in a playful tone, making it clear that she doesn’t really mind. "Oh, well, maybe some other night you’ll let me join you in the bath. Enjoy yourself and I’ll see you later, my sweet." The dark elf licks her lips as she looks at the elven woman and removes her hand from the elf’s thigh.
The gorgeous elf casts a last glance over her shoulder as she ascends the stairs, her body giving you something to look forward to during the night.
Tila returns from the kitchen after only a few minutes, wiping her lips with swipes of her pink tongue. She is purring and the cloak is not doing a very good job of covering her bare breasts or naked lower half. All the men remaining in the tavern gawk at her as she walks over to Silvan. "Master, I drank cream from the bartender man. He had a lot but his thing was so little. He told me to tell you I can get cream from the men here whenever the lady Winona isn't here, but I have to give him one coin for every nine you take. May I have some more cream now, master?" She rubs at herself, panting with lust.
Vi’lea watches Lyssa as she ascends the stairs. Once the elf has gone from view and she’s alone the dark elf takes another look around the room as she thinks about what to do until it is time to meet with her lover later. Just then Tila appears from the direction of the kitchen wearing a cloak that does a poor job hiding her body. She approaches Silvan and says something the dark elf cannot hear. With nothing better to do the sorceress decides to also join Silvan at the bar and find out more about the man he is talking to, so she gets up and heads towards the small group.
Silvan nodded and agreed. "Oh most definately. We have two mages, a swordsman, myself, and Tila. Oh and this young woman that I haven't seen do anything except flirt with the swordsman so far. The battles went harder than we expected, but we did manage. He thinks back to how Tila got pregnant and found himself growing angry again. "Yeah. The more we have to throw at our enemies the better." Silvan nodded in agreement to what Gert had said and then directed her towards the two merchants. His asking price was three coins for a blowjob from the cute little catgirl. Nothing more was to offered from her at this time. He smiled at the men and said "If business is good, then perhaps I will start offering more from her. For now though, we are just seeing how this works."
"Mmm, my male ego wants to say it's happy you think so." He kisses her through a smile. How the hell did they even get married? Must be the consequence of living out in the sticks. Not many options. "You're more than satisfying, Winona. You really are amazing." He jerks into her hand, his cock, yet again, hardening. Part of Andreas is rather worried by his seemingly endless stamina, but at least he feels somewhat sated for now. Not that any of this is Winona's fault or lack of skill, certainly not. His conflagration just... continuously burns. He smiles sweetly at her. "So kind, I should be so lucky. The customer service is simply divine," he laughs in a kiss. Reluctantly, he moves off of her. "Though... I don't really want to see Gert walking in here." He takes her hand. "Tomorrow, my dear?"
Vi’lea is a bit surprised to see Tila approach a pair of merchants, seemingly with Silvan’s approval. Okay, what did I miss? She wonders as she reaches the Fellgist and the unknown man he has been talking to. "Hey, Silvan." The dark elf greets him causally. "How’s Tila? Everything alright with her? And who is your friend? Haven’t seen him before." She asks as she takes a seat next to him.
An elf previously canoodling with another in the corner walks up to the Fellgist, "Silvan" apparently, and takes a seat at the table. "Call me Kamran." He offers a hand. "Your friend was telling me about your recent slime troubles. I'm between jobs at the moment and offered to help clear out any more beasts you encounter."
"Three is too much," says the bald man. "Three is a fair price for such an exotic beauty as this," says the gray-haired man. "Her eyes are like a cats. Is she some sort of elf I've never heard of? No matter..." The man takes three crowns out of his coinpurse and slides them across the table. "I have a wagon outside if that will do. You don't intend to watch, do you?" He takes Tila by her arm and walks her out of the tavern to his wagon parked at the stable. His friend comes up to you and immediately reconsiders his refusal. He reaches into his coin purse, "Three, when he's done with her."
She gives your cock a last squeeze, seeming to be on the brink of dropping to her knees and offering her mouth to you. She lets you slip out of her fingers and watches you dress. "Farewell, Andreas," she says. "I will think of no cock but yours until tomorrow."
"Nice to meet you, Kamran. I am Vi’lea." She introduces herself as she takes the man’s offered hand and shakes it briefly. "So I take it you were one of the caravan’s guards. Did your contract expire, or did something happen?" The dark elf inquires. "As for helping us, having an extra person on the team won’t hurt, so I believe none of the others will object to you joining us. Though I suspect the beasts we will face are not quite the same as the beasts you might have fought in the past." Vi’lea tells the man and waits to hear if he really was a caravan guard before asking him any questions.
Kamran shakes her hand. "A pleasure, Vi'lea, and indeed. I signed on to provide security on the leg north, with an option to renew for the return, but I'm open to alternate plans. As for the fighting, slimes are vulnerable to fire, are they not? I have a few special arrowheads that burst into heat and light when they find their target. Very good for scaring off animals or distracting the enemy. I imagine a direct shot could pop a slime like an overfull waterskin. Your friend... Silvan?" He points to the Fellgist questioningly. "Silvan said you have two mages with you, and, if you'll excuse me, you don't have the craggy build I'd expect of a swordswoman."
Blowing her a kiss, he pats his hat on his head, slings his satchel on his shoulder, and exits. Nothing but smiles remain plastered on his face as he descends. Regardless of cock size, Gert apparently doesn't appreciate Winona's effervescent desire. She has plenty to give, but it doesn't have to be toward multiple lovers. He shook his head as he reentered the tavern. Gert can't know exactly how lucky he is. Andreas wondered if he might be falling for the busty bar maiden, and simply decided on letting fate take its course. It's worked well enough so far. No reason to fight it now. The crowd had drastically thinned, but several patrons remained milling about inside. He found his group of companions on the other side of the room, apparently greeting one of the caravan's guards. Andreas brightened at his bow and quiver. Ooo, an archer. Please, please, tell they're trying to recruit him. he really need someone with ranger capability. As he briskly came over, the conversation about bursting arrowheads and slimes came within earshot, and he grinned with pained memories. "You have no idea how right you are, good sir. Hi, I'm Andreas, and please tell me Vi'lea and Silvan are trying to get you on the team, because range attacks could've been very useful today." He extends a heated hand.
Vi’lea chuckles at Kamran’s comment. "I’ve met a few swordswomen who would make you regret that 'craggy build' comment. But you are correct. I am a sorceress and I use ice and shadow spells – though I am still not very good at it due to inexperience." She admits. "Since you have traveled with the caravan for some time you should know a few things about the merchants and their wares. Tell me, what sort of things do the merchants have for sale? More importantly, which ones will give me a fair deal, and which ones will try to rob me blind? I was thinking about taking a look at their wares tomorrow in the morning, before we head out, but if there’s no hope of getting a good deal I might save myself the trouble – I’d rather not waste my money if I can help it." Just then Andreas arrives and greets their new friend. "Oh, hey, Andreas. How was Winona?" She greets him and gives him a knowing look. (OOC: The question about the merchants might need hematoma’s input…)
Andreas winks at Vi'lea. "A handful as always, but I think it was more mutually entertaining this time." Her comments about the merchants reminds him, and he pulls out the other healing potion. "I managed to square this from Rerik, I think his name was. He's the medicine and potions master of the caravan. It's a healing potion, I figured it would come in handy. I bought two, but used one for myself on account of my hand. Speaking of mages," he turns back to Kamran, "I guess I'm the other one. My credentials are really just being a natural philosopher. I think Vi'lea's more proficient than me. Fire and heat is my thing, and it's flared up as it were in the past 24 hours. Gods know why."
