There was no time to pull out his sword, so Varrin left it stuck in the dead drowner and jumped back a step. As quickly as he could he took out two more daggers and attempted to block or deflect the second drowner's attacks with them. At the last moment he heard Trtista's shout and ducked down.
"You do are asking me to betray my employer, you know." Lutz said. He then followed dwarves' eyes. "You changed your mind about fucking her?" He then smirked allowing the priestess another breath. "Why don't you tell our friend what her young friend was doing after he fucked her stupid."
Heading down, Mirellia takes of the guards. And as they entered a room somewhere near the vault, she figured security here was a lot more skillful than the ones in Saria's changing room. With the order to put on a show, the sexy milf looks at Danielle. Moving a closer, "We'll need to make sure he doesn't make a sound." She whispered, before skillfully undoing the red-head's top. Mirellia then motions Danielle with her eyes to move towards him, as she also walks toward the bed. Swaying her hips, as she undoes the laces of her dress.
Varrin barely has his daggers out in time to deflect a series of powerful swipes from the beast's claws. Ducking at the right moment, the creature is decapitated by Tristan's blade, head rolling across the stone floor, before the tunnel finally goes quiet. After a few moments to catch their breath, Isabella approaches the wall, guided by Boris, and her hands go aflame. "Alright, I'm about to breach the vault. Are you ready?" She looks around at the group.
“Just a moment, sis,” Varrin went to the body of the drowner that had impaled itself on his sword and, with some effort, pulled the weapon out. Sheathing it, he went to join her. “Okay, now I'm ready.”
Trita create sigh of Quen, to cover herself, Boris and Varrin, just to be sure. "Yes, we are ready." She said.
Danielle bites her lip slightly as her impressive breasts are revealed, nodding and approaching the bed. Waldemar watches eagerly, beckoning for the two of them two come to him. He reaches out his arms to slide around their hips and pull them to him.
As they got close, Mirellia dives in to kiss him. As she discreetly pulls out her stiletto dagger, with their tongues dancing. She pushes herself against him, before suddenly jabbing her knife into his throat.
Gustav stands beside Trista, creating his own when shield, and it's a good decision. Isabella sends forth a powerful kinetic blast, knocking down the ceiling of the tunnel and opening up a hole into the vault, the rubble providing stepping stones to get up there. A moment later, there's a colossal explosion from within the vault, as one of its walls collapses. The bang is exceedingly loud, and would probably shatter their eardrums, if it wasn't for the fact that quen dulls incoming loud noises. "That second explosion..." Isabella grunts, tired from her spell. "It wasn't from me... We need to work quickly..."
Making sure that the woman's tied hands are high, Lutz loosens the belt, allowing the woman to speak.
Waldemar returns the kiss passionately, raising his hands to cup a breast each, before she hears him gasp as the knife presses through skin and muscle. In a panic, the gangster goes to draw his own blade, but feels Danielle pinning down his arm. "I kinda liked you, but no one hits my husband and gets away with it, you bastard." Her voice is surprisingly fierce, given her previous attitude. As Waldemar falls down, dead, there's a colossal boom from below, in the direction of the vault. The explosion rocks the hole building, sending dust to fall from the bedroom's ceiling.
"If we go throught their wareroom with bombs, we are lucky that we didn't blow up the street. Let's go!" Trista said and put mask on her face, what cover all her head, with only holes on eye. She change sivler sword on the steel and walking inside looking for traps and guards.
“Can you hide our faces with an illusion, just in case?” Varrin whispered to his sister as they followed after Trista.
Moving away before the gangster spat blood on her, Mirellia wipes her dagger clean. But, as an explosion happens down below. The sexy milf gasped, "I don't suppose that was part of the plan?" She asked, as she hides her dagger, and laces up her dress.
Verena points to The rather Wealthy Village. "Get us there. If they have Work, they will pay good I hope"
Isabella nods, hands flashing before her face changes to that of an elderly man. Varrin and Trista see that the entire group has had an illusion placed over their faces, making them look completely different to their regular selves. Heading up the rubble and into the vault, they see an elegantly adorned circular chamber, filled with coins, artwork and artifacts spread across the floor in neat rows. The opposite wall has been blown out entirely, the rubble from the blast scattered around the area and knocking down some of the treasure. Behind the destroyed wall is another underground tunnel, far more damaged than the one Trista and Varrin came through, so badly destroyed, in fact, that sunlight pours down from the broken roof. Into the chamber stride four men with coal black skin and curved scimitars, who ransack the place, looking for an item. At the same time, they and Varrin spot the staff that Isabella claims can help them rescue Madeline, and the other band of robbers sprints towards it, reaching to grab it.
Danielle pulls the straps of her dress back up, not having to bother with difficult laces. She shakes her head in a hurry. "No, not by a long shot!" Outside, Mirellia hears activity. "Listen, I'll go up and let Samuel in, the guards won't suspect me. You go down to the vault and keep other people from stealing our prize, okay?"
Guiding the boat, he reaches the shore of the town, where an old harbourmaster looks at her suspiciously. "A witcher, eh?"
