Focused on his cock Patricia is slow to comprehend his words, and thus slow to react. By the time she realizes what is about to happen it is already too late. “Eek!” She yelps in surprise as the first rope of cum lands on her face. The blonde tavern owner is too stunned to react and just stands there as Anton releases rope after rope of thick cum. By the time he is done Patricia is covered in his seed: There's some in her hair, on her face, her boobs, her dress, and on the inside of her thighs. “I... you...” The blonde has trouble speaking, still stunned by getting showered in his cum. “Enough! We are done here!” She declares after finally recovering from her surprise. “You have your key, so see yourself out! If you need anything else – speak to one of the girls! I'll see you tomorrow to give you the Gil you earned from winning our bet!” Her piercing gaze makes it clear that it would be unwise to push his luck further, at least not today.
"Hohoho." Anton gives a chuckle as his cock calms down, slowly softening. "And I'll see you tomorrow for my next discount." He bids Patricia good bye as he starts putting on his robe again. Knowing when to bide his time, Anton heads to his room to check out his future accommodations. He then stores his back in his room, before departing for the barracks to arrange his future job.
"Aye." There's no nervousness stemming from the task--she's been using her bow for years--but the prospect of the guards recognizing her shakes her some as the woman and captain talk. At least I'm out here. I can get away if I gotta. Lydia tries to put the thought out of her mind as she raises the shortbow again at the nearest target once his attention returns. She moves slower than before, taking Garlan's advice to place the two shots with care.
Mylea suppresses a frown, as she fails to catch the entity watching her. Irritated, she continues to follow the blood trail, hoping to pick up the voyeur.
The Blonde Knight smiled and nodded. "Thank You, I am Ser Arthuria Pendragon, pleased to meet You. I would Like to Rent a Room for The Week. I might stay here for quiet a while to Train The Townguard, so that will require Time. I Hope everything is in Order and Nobody gives You any Problems?". She asks, her eyes scanning The Inn. She now embodies The Law and Authority of The Crown, so she might aswell let The locals know this fact and be helpfull.
"Well, that's unfortunate about the window" Ganith shrugged. He was hoping to find a way out so he could keep the door barred. He didn't necessarily trust the owner to keep his belongings safe, but at least while he was present in the building the chest would be serviceable for his belongings. After setting his things down, he went back into the hall and made sure to lock the door behind him before going down to get a meal. He was sure the food would suck, but he hoped that the service would be nice.
Having a proper place to rest was useful. It didn't require much. It seemed like a solid start for not too much work. But....even if she could squat here for a while, it wouldn't bring her much closer to her goals. Truthfully, she wasn't entirely sure how to actually go about achieving them. But, in the morning she could perhaps explore what merchants have taken up residence here, buy some food and maybe a few other things, while also finding about important names around the village. It was too much to hope for a lot of them carried anything about spiritual practices that actually worked....but there was always the off chance of some junk trader not truly grasping the value of something for what it was really worth.
Spoiler: First Shot 1d100 = 2 Archery skill: +30 Distance to target: +20 Preparations: +10 Total: 62 Lydia grimaces as she takes her first shot. Whether due to her worrying about being recognized, not focusing enough, or just plain bad luck, her attempt is pretty terrible. Fortunately her skill, her preparations, and the short distance to the target make it impossible for her to miss. Had it been one of the other two targets, however... Spoiler: Second Shot 1d100 = 94 Archery skill: +30 Distance to target: +20 Preparations: +10 Total: 154 Her second shot is the exact opposite. It is almost perfect and she hits the center of the target without even trying. Garlan does not comment, watching her quietly. It appears he is waiting for her to take all six shots and does not with to disturb her. Spoiler: Tracking Attempt 1d100 = 30 Despite their best attempts Mylea and her two companions have no luck tracking down the strange wolf or spotting the voyeur. In the end they are forced to rely on luck, especially after they end up in a part of the forest Jonas is not familiar with... Spoiler: Random Encounter 1d100 = 93 For the next couple of hours they find nothing, but just as they start thinking about giving up and going back they get a lucky break. The trio stumbles upon a forest clearing with a small camp in the middle, and on one side of the camp they can see the dead body of a person in dark brown robes... “Everything is fine, madam... er, miss? Ser? I'm sorry, I'm not good with titles...” Vivian blushes, embarrassed at not knowing how to address the customer. “Right, a room. For a week it will cost you 35 Gil. Up to you if you want to pay all at once, or in parts.” She moves one before she can embarrass herself further.
Ida frowned as she looked in that direction. What it meant that there were some fresh bodies there... Mine would have older bodies... But, since she had no other clue, she might as well check this clue. With her mind made, she turned to Eike. "Good job Eike." She said with a smirk. "Let's check it out... carefully." She said as the duo started making their way in the direction. Necromancer suspected that they would find either dead animal or victim of some bandits.
Grinning at her stellar recovery, she trains her sights on the middle-ranged target, making no adjustments to her technique like before. She looses both arrows within a minute or two, trying to keep Garlan and the woman out of her mind as the wood flexes.
"Do Not worry. I know its Not exactly common for a Women to be Knighted. I Like to pay for The Week in advance now, I have to get back to The Barracks..."
The first farmer she speaks to has seen nothing, but he directs her to people who have, who in turn direct her to other farmers, and then to others... She ends up going to the farms south of the road before going back to the ones in the north. In the end she learns less than she would have liked. After the farms were first built multiple people saw humanoid figures moving around during the night, though due to the darkness and the distance no details could be seen. The sightings decreased as the number of farms increased. Also, one child claims to have seen a pair of trees walking away during the night, while another claims to have seen “a naked elf lady”. Neither child's parents take the claims seriously and advise her to do the same. “It's probably nothing, just our imagination. We're at a new, unfamiliar place, so probably imagined it due to nervousness.” A woman tells Avella – but she sounds as if she's trying to convince herself as much as she's trying to convince everyone else. “I don't know if it is nothing, but the guards checked and found no trace of intruders.” Says an old farmer. “But maybe you'll have better luck, lass. If you want to take a look I can show you where people think they have seen something...” He offers. Avella's attempts to detect dark magics reveal nothing. Either no dark spells have been used close tot he farms, or it was so long ago that all traces are now gone.
"Rumors, fake news, too much information without any proof of false or truth." Avella said to herself, as she leaves next farmers, bushing a little on child tale about "naked elf lady", ewen if it was false. "Alright good man, lead the way to that place." She said, letting old men go first and show the way. "As we go over there, do you have here any church or shrine of divine?" Avella asked as they walk. She didn't want to begin conflic with some local priest, but now it is the best moment to convert as many followers as possible, to guidecen of Everlight.
The room is clean and rather cozy. A single bed with clean sheets, a bedside table, a wardrobe and an wooden chest are inside, and everything seems to be of above average quality. There's a large window on one wall that lets sunlight in, metal bars preventing anyone from using it to get in (and “forgetful guests” from getting out without paying any money they owe). The barracks are easy to find, but when he gets there and inqures about the training job he is told that Captain Garlan is currently busy talking with a lady who wishes to help train some of the guards. Anton is offered a choice: wait until the captain is done, or come back a little later. Spoiler: Third Shot 1d100 = 77 Archery skill: +30 Preparations: +10 Total: 117 Spoiler: Fourth Shot 1d100 = 54 Archery skill: +30 Preparations: +10 Total: 94 Despite the increased distance Lydia's next two shots hit the target without issue. While the first one is definitely the better of the two, few people would notice the difference. Again Garlan does not comment, watching her silently from the side and waiting for her final shots. “Of course, madam, as you wish.” Vivian, her face still a little red in embarrassment, takes the money and gives her a simple iron key with the number 17 on it. “The rooms are on the second floor. If you lose the key you'll have to pay for the replacement, so please take good care of it. Is there anything else I can help you with?”
"Now the hard ones. Wish me luck!" She smirks before growing serious, concentrating on getting the angle right for the arcing shots on the last target. Like in her practice round, she takes these two arrows slowly. They actually are a test of her ability, and she treats them accordingly, the previous four having been a warm up more than a challenge.
Ida's suspicious are confirmed, as the pair finds four dead goblins, two male and two female. The bodies are still fresh, probably just a few hours old. A quick look at them reveals two things: One, they have been killed with piercing and blade weapons, most likely spears and swords, and two, anything and everything the goblins had is gone, likely taken by whoever killed them. The bodies are in the valley between two hills and it is very likely that the four goblins were ambushed. “The people who did this seem to be gone, mistress.” Eike notes as she looks around in search of any danger. The goblins can be raised as undead, but with no weapons or armor they likely won't be of much help. Or they can be used as fuel for the more complex spell she discovered earlier, allowing Eike to keep her human appearance for a month. Of course, she could ignore the bodies and instead focus on finding the people – likely bandits – that killed them.
"I see that Eike..." Ida said as she knelt next to the little critters. And her face twisted immediately. They stunk! Not dead stink - this she was used to, but goblin stink! No way she would be raising those creatures... their usefulness was... questionable. Still... it would be a waste not to use them. Want no waste not... or something like this. Ida had decided to use the bodies in two ways. First, she would resurrect female goblins as ghosts and bound them to her will. Those, she would use as spies. Second, she would cast a complex illusion spell on Eike, using the bodies of goblins... she would need to name this spell soon. With that done, she would have the ghosts retell their story. Then she would ask them about the mine.
Spoiler: Fifth Shot 1d100 = 77 Archery skill: +30 Distance to target: -20 Preparations: +10 Total: 97 Spoiler: Final Shot 1d100 = 57 Archery skill: +30 Distance to target: -20 Preparations: +10 Total: 77 The final two shots are indeed the most challenging, in part due to the distance, but for someone with her skill they are no challenge and she hits both targets with ease. Finally, after the last arrow finds its mark, Garlan speaks. “Well done, lass! Those were some good shots – well, most of them,” apparently he noticed her first less than stellar shot, “You are certainly more than qualified for the job, if you still want it. You will be required to be here every morning and train the recruits that have shown promise for four hours nonstop, until noon. For the rest of the day you can do as you please, as long as you don't do anything that would keep you from doing your job the next day. If you think you won't be able to be here for some reason make sure to send a message letting us know, please. The pay is 25 Gil per training session, and you are free to use the training grounds during your free time if you want. How does that sound?”
Spoiler: Random Encounter 1d100 = 40 As she plans what to do the next morning Komi is interrupted by voices from outside. Carefully peeking out the window she spots a busty rich-looking woman accompanied by two armed men, likely her guards, walking down the road. Unfortunately their voices are low and so Komi can't hear what they are saying, but the woman is looking around, as if searching for something.
She sets the shortbow on the ground then turns around to pick up and don her own equipment, giving Garlan a bit of a show as her minidress rides up to barely cover her ass when she bends over. Throwing her cloak back over her, Lydia gives him a knowing smile. "Thank you, Captain. That arrangement's perfect. I'll start tomorrow, eh? Gotta sort out a place to stay still." A flirtatious wink accompanies the last sentence. She departs in search of the River Vixen, probably asking a passerby where to find it as she leaves.
