The prospect of fucking his mistress drives Jeryn into a frenzy, and he whines in disappointment as she pushes him away, but obediently stays where he is. In the command room, a circular chamber with a hologram table in the centre, Valleus stands looking at profiles of the targets. "Ah, you're here. I was wondering how we were going to go about eliminating the twins. They're far from easy targets."
Seeing Jeryn's disappointment, she knew he'll be giving it his best on his next task. And as she entered the command room, Vizelle gives Valleus a sultry smile. "The twins, eh? I don't suppose you'd mind leaving them to me, and my disciples? I can't have such skilled sorcerers waste their lives after all." She cooed, moving closer toward him.
Valleus shakes his head. "One: they're heretics, and deserve death. Two: They're powerful psionics. Exactly how do you propose we take them in alive?"
"Are they now? From what I know, they killed a bunch of heretics, who just happens to have a book, whose contents are currently unknown. Don't you think the reason said heretics would give away the book, is because it proved useless for them? Otherwise, why else would they accept a deal to get rid of it?" Vizelle replied, "As for how, you can leave that to me. I'm quite, convincing, if I do say so myself." She added, her tone turning into a sultry one, as she leans forward, giving Valleus a look down her cleavage.
Hmm, I see... Sitra is cute and has a nice body. If she wasn't married I might have seduced her for fun. Amara, on the other hand... she seems competent enough, if a bit too focused on rules and discipline. Still, someone competent like her could be of use to me. Her body is nice to look at too – I would not mind playing with her... tracts of land... Perhaps I should try to meet her. Visiting her on her ship or inviting her to visit me for a private chat would be best, but might be a bit too forward considering that we've never met. Perhaps meeting her at a club might be best – get to know her before attempting to get a more private meeting... of course, I can't forget the other people I could meet with. Finding a member of Aurelios' crew and getting some info out of them is a priority, but I could also try to meet with Lysandra or Isabella and see if I can make sure they will support the Emperor's plans... Decisions, decisions. I'll think about it some more and decide later what the best course of action would be. For today I'll just relax and explore the city. Eanne decided as she kept walking, choosing to first have a look at the social district and the establishments there. (Wow, this sure took long to write...)
Spoiler: Seduction Check D100: 73 (Pass) Valleus pauses a moment, looking at the immense chest in front of him, before looking back up. He keeps his composure, but clearly inquisitors are not as immune to the temptations of flesh as the church would have people believe. "I can see that..." "I suppose if we don't see them do anything directly heretical, we could treat them as common criminals. Still, going for a capture seems dangerous."
(Worth it. It was fun to read ) Looking around the social district, she sees two establishments that pique her interest. One, made of red stone, reverberates with the sound of music and laughter, but is a bit down market. The inhabitants are an attractive, eclectic and diverse lot. The other, made of grey stone, is far more elegant and classy, with little noise escaping through the few open windows. Heading in and out, she sees several important looking figures.
After considering her options Eanne chose the building made of grey stone. Since I am already here might as well have a drink, take a look around and see who else is present – knowing which important people visit this place might be of use to me later... She decided and made her way inside.
Seeing that Valleus had fallen for her charms, Vizelle licks her lips, knowing he'll be another pawn in the future. "Don't worry, as I said. I'm pretty confident in my abilities to win people over. Or... destroy them if they resist... too much." She replied, her yellow eyes glowing ever do slightly. "But still, we still have some time before we arrive, yes? How about I show you how convincing I can be?" She cooes, swaying her hips as she moves toward him. I wonder how you'd like to take me? On my knees? Bound with no way to escape? Or maybe... running away for you to hunt me down like those heretics? She sent a telepathic message, coupled with some images of her in all sorts of position. But Vizelle was also implanting herself into his mind like she did to her disciples.
Elena chuckled and smiled warmly. "You don't have to worry about me, my sire." She bowed her head and put her hand on her chest, giving the young man a good view into her cleavage. "I have been in worse places during my services to the order. I think I shall manage there... I only fear Madame Dubernay... but I shall plan, for her." She placated the youth.
Not seeing anything else of particular note for the moment (and that everyone else is starting to leave with their tasks), she waits for the meeting to end and for a chance for her to be alone with the Emperor to speak for a little bit before she can make plans for her mission.
She's quickly allowed in by guards who verify her noble status. Inside, the club is much like she expected, clean and classy, with well dressed people talking and drinking, with an alien band playing some soft music. Looking around, she doesn't really spot anyone she recognises, though the people here are all clearly of wealth and status, except the staff. Looking around, she spots some obvious nobles, members of the Trade Guild, along with some churchmen and army officers. A woman in the garb of a maid quickly approaches, bowing respectfully. "Good day, ma'am." She smiles. "How may we serve you today?"
Spoiler: Telepathy Roll D100: 46+15=61 (Pass) As the inquisitor steps forward, his hands going around the sorceress' waist, she feels her powers breaking down his defenses and entering his mind, swaying him and making her seem more appealing than he already finds her. His resilience is strong, however, and she knows that it'll take several more successful invasions of his mind to truly control him. For now, his hands reach down to squeeze her ass, as he kisses and bites at her neck, before his mouth goes lower, to her cleavage. If I had time, I'd do it all to you, witch. His inner voice sounds in her head.
Carius makes a good effort not to stare at her. "Well, good luck, in any case." He smiles encouragingly.
“Good day to you as well, miss.” Eanne returned the smile. “I am looking to relax and have a drink or two. What would you recommend? Nothing too strong, please – I am not looking to get drunk. Also, could you tell me a bit about this fine establishment? It is my first time visiting, so I am not familiar with it, I am afraid.” She inquired as she examined the busty maid.
Spoiler: Awareness check D100: 73 (Pass) As Hersilia looks at her step son, she sees Elena the priestess clearly posing to give Carius a good look at her ample chest. After the meeting has concluded, Carius approaches the dowager, the room finally empty besides the two of them. "Well," he smiles, "I think that went well."
"I've heard some customers praising the Elaxo chardonnay, ma'am." She nods helpfully. "The planet's atmosphere slows fermentation, and makes the alcohol less potent, without reducing the flavour. As for information, I'd be delighted to tell you all you'd like to know." She leads Eanne to a table, giving a brief look to another server, who disappears behind the bar. "We're one of the capital's premier clubs, with some of the Empire's finest as our patrons. As you can see, we have space for food and drinks, spaces for our patrons to talk, and rooms upstairs where guests can rest." The server efficiently returns from behind the bar, holding the drink on a tray, and putting it on the table. The server bows and leaves, but the maid remains, seeming perfectly happy to stay until she's dismissed.
"Ooh." She lets out a moan as he squeezes her ass. Craning her neck as he kisses, and nibbles on it. Pushing up her breasts to press them against his face, smiling all the while as she knew his defenses were crumbling. "Aaahn. Whatever shall I do?" She moaned to tease him, finishing their "session" by implanting the need to meet with her again.
"I would agree," Hersilia replies, nodding in agreement, "What do you think of your new Council?" She gives a playful smirk as she adds, "Aside from their... notable endowments."
Valleus pulls the front of Vizelle's dress down, so that her breasts are exposed, licking and biting at her nipples, as his hands stop squeezing her ass, instead beginning to pull up her skirt, so that his long fingers can enter her pussy. You'll do what you're told, slut. He grunts, enraptured inlust.
