Rhaelicca eyes the wound as it heals. Prepared to rip a makeshift bandage off of Morwenna's already damaged sleeve to place a healing rune on it to help it heal. "I'm fine Lass, No damage here. How about you? Do you need help with that?"
Allune's mother comes out of the kitchen for a moment, and rushes to hug her daughter as she sees her. "Oh, I was so worried! I heard you come in earlier, but I was...indisposed, so I didn't notice that you went back outside. Are you okay?" She manhandles Allune as she checks for any injuries. "Oh, hello Matthias", she gives the hunter a friendly smile before turning back to Allune.
Mszczuj kick this men on the face making him lie down. "Stay on ground!" He comand him and look at effect of woman fight before him. "It seems that girls are more tough than I expected sir. They ewen don't need our help." He said to sir Bolesław, as fight comes to end.
Larisa spends the last few seconds observing the shifting images with added confusion, but her arousal somehow not dying down at all when seeing her own brother forcing herself on her, or that soldier. The change to Olga was more perplexing, but too desperately turned on to care, she kept bucking her hips until things faded once again and she awoke to feel the ruined pair of panties underneath her dress. Letting out an actually real physical sigh from the vivid dream, Larisa can feel the longing in her pussy. On the one hand, it was a relief that her virginity had not be stolen by some lowly imp cock. Yet, it still had a burning at the idea of feeling it inside of her. Or really, just any cock. Was this just from the encounter with the imp in her system? It probably wasn't a good sign that she honestly couldn't be certain if it was some kind of lust drug or just her standard closet horniness acting up again. Taking a few minutes to relax her nerves and stiffen her face into a cool and collected stare, she fastened her clothes on properly and got ready to move on to finally finish this whole journey. At this rate, if it took longer, she honestly couldn't be certain that she could stop herself from trying to get her entire group of guards in her tent all at once. They had been staring at her for a while...the travel hadn't been easy on them either and they'd have all that pent lust to expend on her body, having her stare at their cocks in awe, having her jerk them off, while one of them tested her unused mouth, mocking her need for their cocks the entire time, calling her a fucking geek while they started to jerk themselves off to her neediness, splattering globes of cum in hair, cheeks and staining her glasses, but then pulling her hair and making her clean up their cocks one by one... It wasn't even the imp drug anymore. That had faded from her system. This was just her own fucked up thoughts coming to surface again, so her hands had went back to wandering onto her body again, like the other day. This time, she didn't hurry at all. Edging herself and getting her body riled up and anxious to cum explosivey, she kept at the pace to finish herself off. Once she was finally finished, and ready to wrap things up, she got out of her tent to find herself to be the last one up, but mostly having assumed she just slept in late, they went on to gather up their stuff and get through the last legs of their travel.
"No, I should be fine." She looks at the corpses and raises her eyebrows. "You're really earning your nonexistent pay, lass."
"Indisposed." Allune rolled her eyes, as she tried to forget the sound of her own mother's moans. "Don't worry, mother. Matthias here saved me." She said with a smile, as she returns the hug.
"Indeed." The old man removes his helmet and wipes his hair. "Go see if they require assistance, and see how Dobron is." Boleslaw points to where the two women stand with the squire.
Mszczuj nod and take some ropes from his sadle. "I only take care of the last one." He said and get of the horse to last living bandit. "Don't try any move or it will end bad for you." He warm him and tied his arms behind his back. Mszczuj also check bandit body for hidden knive or dagger. Next he go to squire and woman. "Dobran, Dobran. It seems you get luck again, being in care of priest not bad." He joked and look at woman. "It look like you have a lot of luck ladies that we were here. Everything is alright?"
They quickly pack up and set off on their journey once more, moving through the forests of Lithuania, into the fields and villages of Poland. Every night, Larisa feels herself slip into a dream, and though none are as vivid as the first, all of them leave her wet in the morning. Finally, after weeks of travel, the party finds themselves at the foot of a hill, beneath a small castle, adorned with the banner of her aunt's dead husband. "Finally" Ilya breathes.
"I'm sure he did. You two are so cute together. Dinner's nearly ready, I'll put it on the table." She gives Allune another hug, while Matthias blushes.
He finds a dagger in the man's boot, the bandit nodding. "Okay! Okay! I won't do anything!" As Mszczuj approaches, Dobran grins, "and a pretty foreign one, too!" The priest, however, is hardly amused, displaying the wound on her arm where Mszczuj's arrow hit her. She swears at him in her foreign tongue, before adding in Polish "What were you thinking, idiot?" @merkros Rhaelicca sees Morwenna swearing at the moustachioed archer.
Allune sighed at her mother's teasing, once again sitting down next to Matthias. As they prepared for dinner, "Haa. Hopefully that knight, and whatever creatures he makes doesn't return." She let out a big sigh, as she's finally able to relax.
Mszczuj make a thinking face, pulling his mustache. "What I thinking? Well good question, very good question. For egzample to shoot down bandits before they kill you it is good one. Eight them, three us so I have to make more fair chance. Two is that bandits try robbery on land of our Lord, so our duty was to take them down. " He look at her wound. "It not look bad, but of course it is painfull. But don't worry, our medic will take care of you as soon she will come with rest of group." He said calm.
@Tjf Wandering down from the journey, Larisa had mixed feelings when entering Poland. It was impressive, in it's own way. Not quite capturing the same nostalgia as home, but interesting in the visual experience though they hadn't had much time to see what exactly it had to offer, heading off to their destination. It was easy to tell where they needed to go with the way it overshadowed everything else. She had done quite well for herself..living off her uncle's fortune. Larisa's father preferred to only talk about his sister when he absolutely needed too, which was telling of their relationship as is. Naturally, she had expected things to be tense, but he wasn't a stupid man. He still trusted her enough to be reliable in a time of need, so they couldn't be quite that that tense. Larisa was still wary about what to expect from this woman, but walked along with siblings. "придти с пустыми руками" Larisa shook her head as she launched into rapid fire Russian that caused a few Polish villagers to turn her heads at what exactly she was mumbling about, silently having to wonder if it was about them. Larisa's group understood well though what she was referring to. It was rude to show up empty handed without some kind of gift. But given the village, picking anything up at the last minute that was affordable with their peasant income at the moment might be more insulting to nobility and in some cases, worse than nothing. She made a wave for her group to walk forward to see the person standing outside the gate of her estate, Larisa's face straining to use a language outside of her own. It wasn't easy. She probably spoke the best among her siblings, with Ilya at least having a respectable grasp on foreign words, though while Olga made an honest effort, any attempt to retain any understanding of foreign languages would always be instantly forgotten like Sumerian history. So it fell to Larisa to do most of the talking for them. "Ve'rrre herrre to see mistrrress of estate. Ilya Solomin and Olga Solomin have arrrived. Zey should be expected." She thought it would be better to list the names of the proper children first, also trying to downplay her actual relationship to them publicly, waiting for a proper reaction.
"I hope so. He didn't seem like an average knight, and if he's powerful enough to do that. I just don't understand it, why would anyone do that to a gamekeeper and his wife? I doubt that he was poaching." As they wonder, however, Allune's mother walks in with a tray of cooked venison and vegetables, passing out plates. The men at arms take a seat, and Darius returns from the bailiff's, sitting down. Lukas walks into the room, looking at the food. "Aah, that looks delicious. A meal almost as beautiful as the woman who cooked it." Allune's mother blushes and grins, while Darius grumpily tells his nephew to shut up and sit down. After saying grace, the matron tells her guests to dig in.
"Wait here." The guard talks to her in a bored tone. After a few minutes, the portcullis opens, and the group is invited into the castle. In the courtyard, an elderly bearded man greets them. In perfect Russian he tells the common soldiers that a meal is being cooked for them in the kitchen, and invites the four nobles to come inside. He leads them inside the castle, Larisa noting that the walls are warmly decorated with illustrations of bible stories and slavic folklore. The castellan leads the four into a room where four baths have been prepared, steaming hot water in rather large tubs, with braziers beneath to keep them heated. The castellan nods his head. The lady will meet you in her study when you are clean." He departs.
Allune takes a deep breath, "But still, do you think he works for someone?" She asked, just as her mother arrived with their meal. And when Lukas walked in, he was immediately met with Allune's glare. However she remained silent, she had no intention getting in the way of her mother's affair after all. After they said grace, she begins to eat along with everyone.
She sighs. "Sweet Jesu, if you're going to use a bow, please practice a little before you get into a fight." She shakes her head. "I've no need of healing, thank you. I'm a healer myself."
Mszczuj didn't going to argue with her, It was pointless. "By the way, what are doing here alone? It is not wise travelling two on one horse. Where are you going and what is your business?" He asked pulling out his arrows.
Allune's mother, never particularly squeamish, asks questions about the knight, and the creature, clearly fascinated at the prospect. Surprisingly, despite his prior comments about peasants, Lukas acts rather politely towards Matthias, even complimenting him for going back after Allune, and lavishing Allune with praise for her bravery, suggesting that they do some target shooting at some point.
