Kamran grins, grateful that Vi'lea takes his words in good humor. "Oh, I have no doubt. Where I come from, metal armor becomes too hot to wear for long, not to mention it tires the horses, so the bow is the weapon of choice." He considers asking her what constitutes "inexperience" for an elf, but his poor mother would fall dead if she learned her son was so discourteous as to ask a woman her age. He'd probably be struck dead himself for asking it of a magically-trained woman, at that. Kamran considers another mouthful of ale as he thinks about his recent traveling companions. "This company sells a little bit of everything. Silks, spices, pottery and such for the few who can afford them. Arms and armor for those with more immediate concerns. Potions of all sorts, but nothing more magical than that, despite what powers the hucksters may attribute to their 'relics.' The thing is, most prices are not so outrageous as they sound. They love to haggle, you see, and the more coin they ask for, the more open they are to negotiate." He decides to risk the ale. Why not? He's among new friends. This new participant startles Kamran mid-drink, and he coughs it down hard. He'd have a glass of water instead if he didn't suspect the alcohol was as toxic to local parasites as it was to taste buds. "Er, yes! Yes. I'm Kamran. It might be better to say I've approached them with an offer to help." Kamran shakes Andreas' hand as well. Its warmth is disconcerting, his mind flashing to a certain catgirl outside the tavern, so Andreas' self-description as a fire mage is a relief. "Pick up anything else from old Rerik? He is not one for haggling, but hidden among the expected healing potions and love potions, he offers strange brews," Kamran says, warbling his voice in faux-mysticism.
As the man takes Tila outside, Silvan speaks to Tila, not quite trusting the man to have her in the wagon. He tells her to make sure it is only a blowjob and that if he tries for more, to fight back. Silvan accepted the other man's money as well, promising him the next go, and then slips out quietly after the first man. He wasn't planning to watch, but he wasn't going to just let him have Tila to himself either. The Fellgist would keep to the shadows and simply wait and listen, using the skills he had learned from watchin the hunters.
"Funny you should say that," he replies, reaching into his satchel again. The watery pinkness of the potion marked "G.S. NO USE" in coal swirls in its bottle. "I'm not a potions person, but, academically speaking, I was thinking about distilling this and separating it into its components. It's a gender switch potion, highly rare and quite... well, I wouldn't say dangerous, but something to be respected." He carefully returns it into his satchel. "Healing potions are easy to make, relatively, but ones like these are interesting to see up close due to how expensive they can be. I'm curious about how they exactly work."
Kamran starts when he sees the bottle. "You certainly picked the strangest of them all, didn't you! I can see how that would be a tantalizing mystery. What reactions must take place to create such a respectable effect? It must use very rare ingredients indeed, or someone would have stumbled on its secret and it would be far more common."
You slip out of the tavern. Some of the merchants are conversing near the wagons, but they seem drunk and you are able to find your way unnoticed to a wagon where a candle is burning behind a small window. These are not simple stock wagons, these wagons are like moving houses and this one even has curtains on its window. Fortunately they are open just enough for you to be able to peer inside. The fat merchant has taken down his trousers and is sitting on a wooden chair with his shiny red-capped cock out. Tila has shed your cloak and as you watch she falls to her knees and begins to hungrily suck his cock. You hear his groan loudly. He places a hand on her head, urging her deeper and faster, but not treating her roughly. His other hand reaches beneath her to fondle her increasingly swollen breasts as she sucks at his cock.
Silvan watches, enjoying the sight of Tila enjoying herself. As long as the merchant knows his place is just to get off, Silvan wont's have a problem. But if he starts to harm her or force too much, Silvan would be ready to step in.
At one point, the merchant lifts her head from his cock and says something to her. He waves several coins in her face, but Tila isn't having it. She pushes his coins away and returns to sucking his cock. Soon after, she finishes him in her mouth and swallows every drop. The next man is even more docile, lying back on the bed in his wagon while Tila pleasures him with her mouth. By the time the second man has made his way back to the tavern, you realize word is getting around about Tila. Several of the merchants have actually come back. Complicating things, Tila is begging you to let her fuck them. "I need cream here," she says, rubbing herself through your cloak. "Lots and lots. I need it bad, master."
Silvan gives the matter some thought. He didn't really want to let that happen but.... He looked at the gathering merchants and made a decision. "One of you can actually fuck this little beauty tonight. But I need to haggle on that. I'm in the market for something better than my hunting knife. I need a blade, light and effective. Either a short sword, or light long sword. Who has something to offer. I can add coin to it if it is reasonable enough." He waited to see what the merchants were going to offer before deciding who it would be. The rest would either have to settle for blowjobs or he would be done letting them use Tila for the night.
"Indeed! And that's what I'm hoping to find out." An appreciate of discovery was always a good mark in Andreas's book. He surveyed his weapon of choice again, and had to ask. "So, fire arrows, they ignite on impact you said? How do they work?"
Several merchants offer you coins, as high as twelve crowns, but two offer you weapons. One is a bone handled knife that is weighted for throwing. The owner is a slender man with one eye missing. He shows you that he can throw the knife and then call it back to his hand even it if is stuck into a table. It shakes loose from the table and flies back into his grasp. He demands an hour with Tila. The other man, a well-built and handsome man with a charming smile, offers you his curved short sword that can sheer through metal, bone and never dulls. He offers it to you only if you let him spend the night with Tila. The obedient cat girl "maows" her happiness at either offer.
Riekan grins at the two beauties, unable to decide what to do first. The sight of Lea's generous bosom squeezed by Pepper makes the choice for him. "Let's figure out as we go along, loves," He says, stepping forward and staring into Lea's blue eyes. He reaches up to caress her cheek with his thumb. "I believe there's plenty of time for us to enjoy each other tonight." That said, he leans down and kisses her hungrily. (OOC: Sorry I vanished yesterday, but I had some problems with my internet connection.) (OOC 2: Edited the submission a bit, I had gotten Lea and Pepper's position wrong.)
The potion is so novel it can't help but inflame Kamran's curiosity. And speaking of which, "Yes, but they flash more than they burn. The arrowheads are lighter than normal and packed with volatile compounds that do not like being compressed. Impact creates a gout of flame that quickly rises and fizzles out. They're intended for shock and awe tactics rather than direct combat, but it's all the same against creatures sensitive to heat."
While Silvan goes off somewhere with Tila Vi’lea just listens as Andreas and Kamran talk about potions, and the gender-switch potion in particular. "A bit of advice, Andreas: Be VERY careful with that gender-switch potion. I once saw an angry woman complain to a merchant because the gender-swap potion he sold her only made her grow a dick instead of actually changing her gender. And when I say 'complain' I mean 'her cock up his ass, each sentence punctuated with a hard thrust'. So be careful. You don’t want Winona accidentally turning into a guy, especially if the male version is as well endowed and… happy to see you… as the regular her. Though if your potion makes women grow a cock for a few hours instead of completely changing their gender then I wouldn’t mind giving it a try, if only to see Lyssa’s reaction." She will probably love a surprise like that. "Anyway, I think I’ll take a look at the wares of… Rerik, was it?... tomorrow morning. It never hurts to have extra healing potions on hand, plus he might have other useful stuff. Just not the love potions. I’ve heard enough stories about those things and how things never seem to go according to plan when a love potion is used. I don’t need any weapons or armor, so I’m not going to waste my time with the rest of them." Having said that she continues to listen as they move on to discussing Kamran’s arrows.
Andreas grimaced at the image, but enjoyed the wonderful schadenfreude of the story. "Trust me, I will be quite careful, Vi'lea. If anything happens, it'll be on me." He laughs, "And if that means my cock vanishes for a few hours, then I'll let you know and if the caravan is still in town, I'm sure Rerik will be happy to sell. Or if I figure it out, you can get it from a source. I'd imagine Lyssa would be quite pleased." He orders a pint against his better judgement. "I'll just make sure I'm gone so Winona doesn't have to lament anything." "Ah, I'm familiar with some of those compounds! Do you use saltpeter? You know, depending on your mixture and components, you can sustain a very hot flame for some time, you just need a good, reliable heat source." He grinned, sipping his recently- arrived ale. "And I think I know a good one."
Vi’lea shrugs. "It’s your cock – if you want to risk it in the name of learning more about that potion – I’m not going to stop you." She continues to listen to the guys’ conversation for a bit longer, but arrows and arrowheads are not her thing, so her mind begins to wander. Still no sign of Riekan and Pepper – they probably won’t be back at all tonight. Silvan and Tila went somewhere, and it looked like they’ll be fine on their own. Andreas and Kamran should be fine on their own too – as long as they don’t get drunk enough to drink that gender-change potion, but with Gert’s ale that shouldn’t be an issue. Hurley is out scouting – hopefully he won’t do anything stupid – and Lyssa is taking a bath. I think I’ll just go take a rest for an hour or so and then go check if she’s back in her room. "Well, nice talking to you, guys, but I’ll go rest for a bit in my room. Have fun and good night." The dark elf leaves the two alone at the table and goes up the stairs to her own room. Vi’lea strips naked and spends the next hour just lying in bed, relaxing after the rather tiring day and the even more exhausting fun with Lyssa earlier. She would have fallen asleep but Lyssa’s words that she can share her lover’s bed tonight are enough to keep her awake. Finally the dark elf decides she has waited long enough and gets up. She puts on her second dress and uses the small mirror in the room to make sure that she looks good and that her cleavage is just as alluring as she wants. She’s pleased to see that her necklace actually draws attention to her bust. Not wanting to tempt fate she takes the pink crystal and the money pouch with the 100 coins Lyssa gave her earlier and puts them in hidden pockets of her dress. Note to self: Ask Lyssa if I should keep the crystal. After one last look into the mirror Vi’lea decides that she is ready. She leaves her own room and heads towards Lyssa’s to find out if the elven beauty has finished her bath…
Silvan thinks over his two offers. The short sword was tempting. Being able to cut through both metal and bone would be quite useful if they ended up fighting something more substantial than a slime. But his paranoia was getting the better of him again for two reasons. The first being that the merchant had only described what the blade could do, not shown it. The other was that Tila was probably going to give birth soon. Letting the man have her all night could be a problem because of that. So with his decision made, he looked at the man offering the bone handled knife. "One hour right? But lets do this in my room, so we stop drawing a crowd out here." Then to the gathered merchants he continues loud enough for them to hear "And perhaps tomorrow we can do some more business if you are all still here. For now, our time is limited." Silvan would take the bone handled knife, which was probably worth more than the six crowns he had gotten from the blowjobs Tila had given. He made a mental note to give half those coins to Gert as a sign of good faith. He wouldn't tell Gert exactly what all he got, but the extra coin would probably be a welcome sight to the barkeep.
Lea's body is slick with soap as it presses against your leg. Her lips are fuller and warmer than Pepper's and despite the woman's earlier shyness, her mouth opens quite readily to your tongue. You share a long, intense kiss with the woman and as your mouth devours hers you feel a soft hand on your cock. Pepper stands beside the voluptuous woman, gently stroking your hardness. "Ohhh," cries Lea. "I know I shouldn't... but you're so handsome." "He is a bit of a catch," agrees Pepper, wanking you a bit more. "Why don't you have a taste of this?" Peppers hand urges Lea to your cock and the wet-haired brunette begins to suck your hardness. Peppers watches the older woman slurping down to the root of your cock, taking you into her throat, and the teenager's eyes widen with surprise. "All of that... big thing?" Lea slurps back to the tip and giggles. She confesses, "I might like doing this a bit." Her mouth swallows your cock up again and it is like now blowjob you've ever received, even from the finest whores. Her tongue is a devilish serpent wrapping your shaft and stroking you. Her throat opens easily, but it is tight and rippling. She bobs effortlessly onto your cock, administering a powerful, irresistible suction. In seconds you are on the brink of orgasm. Pepper looks from the eager woman to you in disbelief.
Lyssa is waiting for you on the bed. She is wearing an impossibly gorgeous gown of elven blue silk that cradles her breasts and reveals the shape of her nipples, follows her slender hips and leaves her long and muscular legs mostly bare. She sits up as you enter the bedroom, her lovely curves rearranged by her new position. "Oh, Vi'lea, I'm so glad you came." She reaches beneath her pillow and brings out a small glass vial. You recognize the color of the liquid within. "Something I picked up from the potion-peddler. I thought it might be amusing." She unstoppers the top and inhales a scent that makes her wrinkle her pixieish nose. "Would you like to share it with me?"
The knife feels good in your hand. Well-weighted and easy to draw from its bone scabbard. "Your room is acceptable," says the merchant. He slides a hand around Tila's slender waist, admiring her breasts with his eyes and her bottom with his hand. "I will be off to enjoy your lovely pet. In the privacy, yes?"
Silvan leads the man to his room and nods for him to enter with Tila. "Yes, I will give you privacy. I'll be waiting either out here in the hall or in the tavern below. Come find me when the hour is up. But if she starts having problems due to her pregnancy, then come find me sooner and we will work something out."
