"Damn you, unholy bastard! I may be restrained, but, ugh, I will never relent to you!" The spectre groans, and like her descendant, her voice begins to echo less and become more human, her cold ethereal flesh becoming corporeal and starting to heat up. For all her bluster, though, she has no way to keep his cock away from her.
Eran marvels at the statue, which is made of painted marble cut to resemble his goddess, the fine features looking almost completely lifelike, the eyes seeming to follow him with a mischievous glint. When Emara finishes her prayers, she turns to face him, showing that she's wearing even less than before. "Forgive me, young one. I didn't mean to waste your time, but it's important not to neglect the goddess." She smiles. "Please, come and tell me what you have found - would you like some tea?
At a small rectangular guardhouse by the gate, illuminated by the orange glow of a candle, Delphi finds a bald human in leather armor sitting down, looking with interest at a piece of paper which he hurriedly tucks away as he sees the pair of them coming. "Oi, what you - oh, professor. Uh, how can I help?" He asks.
Feeling her dagger sink into the boar's flesh, Fei couldn't help but smile. But as she's suddenly staring right into the beast's blood red eyes. "Hiii!" She jumps away in fear, thankfully managing to pull her dagger out, and make the boar start bleedimg heavily. But not heavy enough as she watches the beast create some distance, before preparing to charge at her. "A-aaah!" Fei hurriedly gets up, and runs toward a tree, hoping to climb up before she's gored by the boar's tusks... or worse.
"I can do what I want, bitch." The pirate isn't at all dissuaded by her trying to move his hands. Instead, one of his calloused paws goes between her legs, teasing her entrance - movements rough but disturbingly skillful. "I been at sea for a while, without a single fuckin' bitch on board. Now my balls are full to overflowin' and I got me a nice elven whore to empty them into." He chuckles crassly, before his brows raise. "Huh?" As he grasps her wrist holding the whistle, he leans in to examine it. If Eliza plans to use it, she has mere moments before he recognises what it is and takes it away.
The elf whines as he feels her teeth nip his side as he jump away from her mouth. His hand wrapping around one of her arms, twisting it behind her back while he grabs her hair and yanks on it, trying to get the bigger woman under the control. "Close! Hahaha~ How about you give it another try? Go ahead! I have entire bag of things I didn't have a chance to use so far. I could keep you singing for the entire night~" He grins widely, acting aggressively friendly, but his tightening grip helped to clarify that he wasn't joking.
"There was someone outside of the professor's office, spying on her." Delphi glances at the elven Bard, giving her a chance to comment.
Eran had to remind himself that he was looking at a statue, not the goddess herself. Even so it took significant effort not to get hard just from the sight alone. Whoever made that statue knew what they were doing. Despite his best efforts he was semi-erect by the time his wait was over. “It's no problem.” Eran assured the elf as he tried hard not to ogle her too obviously. After the statue the busty elf's skimpy outfit caused his cock to grow fully erect. His pants were suddenly very tight. “Yes, some teat would be nice,” he agreed as he followed Emara, “tea, I meant tea,” he corrected himself a moment later when he realized what he had said. “I will tell you what I have found and what I need help with.”
Spoiler: Athletics Roll D100 => 6 (Crit Fail) Dazed! Fei makes it to a nearby tree, but in her panic, her grip is weak. The tree shakes violently as the boar rams into it below, and she slips from her perch. As she falls down, her head hits the beast's armored scales, and she tumbles to the ground. Opening her eyes, she sees the image of the boar in front of her beginning to blur and separate, and her thoughts are sluggish.
Spoiler: Combat Roll D100 => 22 D100 - 10 => 8 Enemy Grappled! Their struggle is awkward and far from a display of technique, but the noble's lust has sapped her focus, and Cerim is able to grip her arm tightly and restrain her. "Ugh...Bastard!" The redhead shouts/moans, defiant even if she can't physically get herself out of the hold.
"I see. Anything clues you can give me on this person's identity?" The guard asks. "I...don't think so, no. It was dark and we couldn't really see their features." Lydia shakes her head. "Well, then, I suppose I'll go 'ave a look. Probably just a student trying to get a glimpse of their test results or somethin'." The bored looking guard stands and heads back towards the main building. Spoiler: Awareness Roll D100 => 80 The two of them are left waiting there by the main gate of the university grounds for a few minutes, before Delphi's eyes focus on a glimmer of light - from some bushes a few dozen feet from the wall.
"Somehow, I imagine you'd like both." Emara chuckles knowingly, leading him into the smaller chamber where he met her before. She picks up an ornate kettle, lighting a fire beneath it. "You needn't feel ashamed - if our Lady didn't want to be admired, sh would have chosen a different guise." Her voice is soft, motherly and forgiving. "Begin with what help you need - our Lady commands that e should always be ready to help others."
“Aaah!” Fei gasp as her grip fails, leaving her falling down. “Urgh!” With her head ramming against the beast’s scaled hide. “D-damn.” She groans, dizzy from the impact, and the fall. “A-aaah… aahh. Good… good piggy.” She tries to crawl back, kicking at the dirt to drag her body away. But as she moves her legs, giving the boar a glimpse up her dress. He’d be able to see Fei’s bare, and still moist pussy as she tries to get away.
"Your worst nightmare"! Claudia said, rushing to bandit, to not give him chance to pull out his shortsword, stabbing him in the throat with her dagger.
Elf grumbles under his nose. He just barely snatched up the girl and held her down. It wasn't his style to be so direct and overt. He really should stop taking such unnecessary risks, let his prey go to sleep before striking but he is in a little hurry. He ties her arms behind her back, putting an end to her constant squirming. "I have something perfect to calm you down." He uses his left hand to pull her dress up, exposing her crotch. He slides her panties to her ankles, her pussy presented to the merciless elf. He slides two fingers into her slit, soaking them in her juices before pulling out. With his fingers moisturized, he reaches into his bad, scooping up some orange paste out of a bottle, taking no more than the size of a bean onto his fingertip. "This is dragon's tooth. You will understand the name in a moment. As he spreads the paste around her entrance, it starts to sting and burn like liquid metal burning into the skin.
“Well...” Eran skipped the part of how he had gotten inside and explained what he had found in the lady's room: the succubus, the piece of paper, and the Summoning Ring. He then produced the piece of paper and showed it to Emara. “Do you know what this might mean? It seemed important due to how it was protected. Also, anything I need to know about Calixto's Emporium?“ Focused on his task, he was able to ignore his erection – for now, at least.
Well, what do we have here? "Wait here." Hand on her sword, Delphi approaches the bushes ready to confront who ever might be spying.
The Direboar gives a low, aggressive snort, stalking towards her at a slow walk, its red eyes focused on hers. She sees it stamping its feet against the dirt.
"Aaahah... ahaha." Still dizzy, and panicking, Fei lets out a nervous chuckle as she sees the boar stamp its foot against the dirt. "Good... good piggy, I'm sorry about stabbing you, okay?" She gulps, still backing away with no real sense of direction of what's behind her.
Spoiler: Combat Roll D100+20+10 (Enemy Unarmed)= 114 (Crit) "He-" The bandit tries to call out, but Claudia moves far too fast. She's crossed the distance in seconds, and soon he's choking on his own blood as her dagger penetrates his throat. He slumps over, no longer moving, and the area is quiet once more. Just one to go - somewhere in the ruined buildings, she guesses.
