@moonblack Larisa might have been well read, but she was extremely bad at taking hints and mostly just ignored it, due to just not taking much of what he was saying seriously. At the very least, they didn't treat the language barrier like that much of an issue. On her end, she could follow pretty most of what they said easily enough. "Haven't explorrred much of it either. village actually seems quite nice, zough I didn't have opporrrtunity to take prrroper look at it." (Is Ophelia still in this conversation then?)
Allune continued stroking him for a few more seconds, before her other hand reached for his ballsack. Massaging it it gently, while her stroking increases in speed.
He lead Eva to tavern with red dragon slained by Saint Jerzy. "Next of our long list of Saint warriors. It's funny, Jezus taught us to love our enemy and look how much pray with sword in hands?" He joked to druid and they enter to tavern. Mszczuj look around and take deep breath sitting next to free table. "So, how do you like it?"
The inquisitor overhears him. "They're called different things in different books of demonology. I call them Sharaks, after the beast in the Bible." He posts archers on the ridge, and then pulls a mace and leads three melee men down to the hamlet. "Healers, stay a safe distance behind us, but close enough to help if someone is wounded. These things can't curse, poison or possess, just tear you apart with those teeth, so you don't have have to worry about treating them."
(Yes, she's standing next to her brother) @moonblack Benacio smiles affably. "Then we should do so together, the three of us."
Angelo got off Volenca's horse and nodded to the Inquisitor, 'We will.' He helped Volenca off the horse and followed the soldiers, but with a good distance between them. In his fear of the hellish monsters, the young monk had a death grip on his staff.
"You have no idea how good that feels, Lune." He moves to kiss her again. "Do you.. want to do it with your mouth?"
Ophelia nodded in agreement. “Yes, that sounds like a good idea. Perhaps we could go tomorrow? I don't think we'll have enough time today.” (They both need a bath after the trip, so for now they are together.)
"That sounds a little blasphemous. Maybe I'm the one converting you?" She walks inside. "Looks like a nice enough place."
"My... my mouth?" Allune asked in a confused tone, "What makes you think I know how to do that!" She pouted, as she kept on stroking him.
He sees the fight begin, the soldiers using their shields to guard against the Sharaks' fangs, while the inquisitor burns them with magic, and the archers loose arrows into their hides. They make quick work of the creatures, before Angelo hears a growling behind him. Volenca squeals, and as Angelo turns, he sees a large Sharak, maw wet with blood, sizing him up. Its jaw opens, spreading out to the sides, revealing even more fangs.
"No, because it suit me well. I just that tipe who pray before battle, after night and nice meal. Having so many Saint warriors give me a lot of choise for my patron." He order from innkeeper soup and honey for both of them. "Sometimes I regret that Teuton's order broke their vows. If they not being to much in politics and killing inocent, It would be better place for people who want fight to protect weak, spreading god words and helping in hard times."
@Auraicide "A good point." Lady Miroslava soon returns, smiling. "Your baths are ready, please, follow me." Inside the castle, she leads him to a room with multiple baths, two of which are occupied by a pair of obvious siblings, an attractive young man and woman. As they enter the room, a pretty maid backs away from their tubs with a fright. "M'lady." She curtsies and hurries outside. Miroslava isn't phased, pointing out two other steaming hot bathtubs. "Please, if you need anything at all, feel free to ask."
"Zat would be nice." Larisa had to agree with the man's offer. At the very least, actually getting to know some people while she was here couldn't hurt. She found it a little difficult to actually find things to talk about, however, and soon another lull began to hang over the conversation. Seeing her siblings approach, Olga saw the visitors and gave a friendly smile to them, approaching with enthusiastic and brainless energy. "Меня зовут Ольга, Рад познакомиться с тобой. Как вас зовут?" Her rapidfire Russian still remained friendly in her sweet tone. The young man next to him, however folded his arms and gave a somewhat arrogant looking smirk. "Does a rabbit now enter the hunter's garden?" His accent was a lot less heavily slurred than Larisa's and he gave a confident stare towards the woman, however the effect was the one young woman who was apparently his sister giggling and even Larisa who looked to be the most mature, fighting back a smile while shaking her head.
Angelo was about to turn and run but he couldn't leave Volenca to get eaten. He brandished his staff, as he got in front of Volenca, 'In the name of the Lord, be gone vile hellspawn.' 'Stay behind me,' he backed away with Volenca, towards the Inquisitor and soldiers. He would try to keep the thing at bay but with only a wooden staff it wouldn't last long.
"You're pretty damn fantastic with your hands, Lune. I'm guessing that you'd get the hang of it quickly, but it's finee if you don't want to."
She looks derisively at the talk of Teutons. "They're scum, they wouldn't know how to help someone if you dropped a bible on their heads, with all the pages torn out but the ones about helping people."
@Auraicide After escorting the newcomers to the bath, Miroslava gestures to Larisa to follow her, leading the younger woman into her study. "A handsome pair, don't you think? The boy is quite strapping, wouldn't you say?"
Mszczuj nod. "I just say, they abond their right patch for what they deserve punishment. But I'm talking about that idea, what lead the first one. It is hard way, with a lot of traps and enemies but it doesn't mean it isn't worth to go through. You know, doing right because it is right, not because you can get profit from that. "
