Ard looked around if anyone had noticed their arrival, trying to get his bearings. 'No, you are in my world now. Welcome to Tir na Lia, the capital of the Aen Elle,' Ard told the older human woman.
Looking around, they see that they're in an overlook, across a river from a large city. The overlook, however, is in wilderness, with no inhabitants around in the immediate vicinity. Given the way the Wild Hunt members murdered their own men, Mirellia, Varrin, Ard and Trista suspect that the portal was created intentionally in a spot where they wouldn't draw attention. If the huntsmen intend to return, they haven't done it yet. The paths leading here are clear.
She lets out a snort "And You think You can provide that? Have You ever been with a Women before? Your not exactly subtle..."
Matthias chuckles with her. "Okay, maybe I could have put that better, but I figured it would be better to be honest with a witcher." He stands. "I've been with enough women to know how to please one. I think you're beautiful, and I really do want to thank you for my rescue. So, how about it?"
"That is doable then." Lutz nodded. "Is she a magic-user?" He asked as he looked at the woman. Those kind of people were annoying. "Also, what is the information I am to extract?"
She approaches him and smiles "You are Good looking and I like You. All right then, I won't turn You down. But don't expect much more. We can't be together or anything. Don't expect things like that ok?"
"She is." The beautiful noble nods. "But her magic skills are in divination and speaking with the dead, not combat. In any case, her shackles are made of dimeterium, which cut off her access to magic." The elf says something angrily, but the gag muffles her. "As for the information, I want her to tell me how I get to Tir na Lia." The noble says a name that Lutz has never heard before.
"So, what are we going to do now? We can't stay here forever, yet we are in another world and the locals are unlikely to be any friendlier than the guy we killed..." And we still have no idea where to look for Maddie...
Mathias nods. "I know, life on the path doesn't allow for that kind of thing. My life isn't in that kind of place, either. I'm not proposing, or anything." He grins. "Now why don't you get a little more comfortable?" He gestures to her armour. The deserter might be doing this to give her pleasure, but clearly he's not against the idea of seeing the witcher naked.
"So... we're in the world of elves then." Mirellia said, letting out a relieved sigh as there seemed ro be no hostile enemies yet. "I don't suppose opening another portal to our world is possible, is it?"
She grins back and undoes The straps on her Armour, letting it fall on The Wooden Floor. She removes her Gloves and boots after that, revealing her Well formed Tits and Body. "Like what You see yes?" She smirks knowingly
"Understood." Lutz nodded. "It will take some time. Will you be staying and watching?" He asked and paused. "Will her things be needed undamaged?"
'We could head for my estate to lay low until this blows over, but I would probably have to take you in as slaves, everyone would attack a group of armed and armoured humans on sight here,' Ard said, 'Or... we try to stop this coup d'état before it happens, if it has not already happened. King Auberon might be willing to overlook your human nature and open a portal home for you, if you saved his life and throne.' 'Or, you go in the wilderness, try to find a unicorn and ask it to open a portal for you,' Ard chuckled.
Trista looking around the new world, forgetting about her state. "I heard about this place in tales and legends but see it on own eyes... It is magnificent." Trista look at elf. "What exactly do you mean with acting us as slaves? Some dress code or special comments?" She asked worried about what happened next.
@Regin34 Isabella, the busty sorceress, gives a grunt of irritation at Ard's remark. "Smartass. The second option sounds riskier, but potentially more rewarding. The problem is that we have to trust you. She looks around at the group. "Do you think we should trust him? Do we even have a choice?"
Matthias nods eagerly, walking over to her while licking his lips. "Very much so." He reaches his arms out towards her. "Can I touch you?"
She nods, taking a seat in an elegant chair, and taking up a glass of wine. "Her things are up to you, those aren't precious." The elf gives an angry remark, and the noble smirks. "In fact, now that I think about it... I still want her body intact, but feel free to make her a little more...obedient." the last word sounds a little ominous.
'The dress code depends mostly on the owner, but it generally involves clothing that cannot conceal weapons and some mark signifying the owner. My former slaves had a silver armlet with my heraldry on it,' Ard looked at the witcher. 'I do owe you for helping to bring down Caranthir and I am an elf of honour,' Ard said, 'I swore an oath of chivalry to the Lady of the Lake, after all. If we head to the royal palace, I have to warn you, Caranthir was no slouch and his magic was impressive, but Imlerith and Eredin, who I suspect are leading this coup are on another level from him.'
He nods and approaches, kissing her lips and caressing her breasts, before his hands reach up to push her down onto the bed. He spreads her legs, teasingly kissing his way up her thigh. "Time to repay the favour." He moves in, licking her pussy lips and miving upwards to find her clit. He's clearly quite skilled, but her lifestyle of harsh living with little opportunity for sex and masturbation means that she's highly sensitive, makes him seem like a master to her, his licks sending waves of pleasure to her brain.
