Eileann nods, returning the hug, and becoming serious again. "You were never here. Evir'i will never want for anything. I know how much you care for her, and how much she cares for you."
Trista laughed for that. "Poor boy, did you ever hear about witchers and is necessary to make them? Only three on ten children survive such process, so simple spanking isn't something bad." She said spank him again.
Verena walks beside her and leans over The Counter, putting some Silver coins on it. "The strongest stuff You have for Me and The Lady..." She says to The Barman
'Very good,' Ard smiled, 'I do hope I will return, we have a lot of catching up to do, little cousin.' Ard broke the hug and climbed on the horse, putting on his helmet, 'Wish me luck.' He spurred the horse and galloped out of the gates, seeking to return to the humans quickly.
"Yes and no. Considering what we have learned so far she should be safe for now... but it might put her in danger soon, if this Eredin guy decides to make his move..." Varrin looked at the captive elf again. "Where are they now? Your king and his new mistress, I mean."
The captured elf shouts again as Trista strikes him. "Ah! Stop that, woman!" Trying to angle himself away from her, he responds to the question. "O-On the road. The king took her on a retreat to one of his pleasure palaces in the country, and they're on their way back, now."
The moustachioed barman nods, pouring two glasses of strong vodka. The blonde swamp dweller looks up. "hic...Whaddaya want?"
Eileann gives the horse a slap on the rump to spur it, and it rushes out. "If you get killed, make sure the armour stays intact!" She shouts to him as his ancestral home dwindles in the distance. Riding through the city, Ard gets some admiring glances directed at his armour, but no one stops him, letting him return quickly. Heading back to the hill upon which they arrived, Ard sees his companions huddled around a male elf in his underwear, his hands bound with rope. @moonblack @Regin34 @asddas193 The group is alarmed as they hear hoofbeats approaching, but they relax when they look and see that Ard is returning, atop a black horse, wearing a set of elaborately decorated armour.
Ard stopped his horse in front of the group, looking down at them from horseback, 'I see you have been busy while I was away. Where they here to find Caranthir?' He pointed to the saddle bags on his horse, 'I brought water and food, you might need to gather your strength. After that, we should head towards the king's pleasure palace. Eredin is planning an ambush along the road.'
"They were," Varrin confirmed in response tot he first question befoire moving on to more important things. "Seems like what you have learned about the king matches what this guy told us," he pointed at the captive elf, "Madeline is with the king, so an ambush would put her in danger - all the more reason to help foil Eredin's plans. Were you able to learn when the king is coming back or which direction he will come from?"
'Yes, I have heard your sister was with him. How she managed to become his mistress, though, is a mystery to me. The king hates humans... normally, I suppose with your Madeline being the exceptions.' He shook his head, 'I have no schedule for his arrival. My cousin said he was on the way here, but well, he has his whims, taking detours and stopping for a roadside picnic. He is not aware of any plot or danger to him, so they will probably take a leisurely pace and stick to the main road leading from his summer palace to the city. His guards are some of the best elves we have but they stand no chance against an ambush from Eredin's forces.' He frowned, 'If I knew how far he had come down the road, I would suggest taking the less travelled paths to intercept him. Since we do not know, we might miss his carriage if we do.'
Mirellia silently listened, as they discussed the plan. "If that's the case, we should move quickly then?" She said as the elf frowned, "We'll just need to hope we can catch up. And, that the king's guards can hold out until we do."
Trista check her sword if it is alright and ready for fight. "So we have a plan and you for a guide. Good, so what we do with him?" She point at bounded elf on the floor. "It look like he didn't tell us anything interesting, so I think the best option is to kill him." She said because she wanted to scared elf, maybe with treat of death he would tell something interesting.
Lutz hummed. "Then I guess, we have the information we wanted." Lutz said. He wondered when the elf would realise, that once they left, there was no one to push the dildo back, so it did not fall out of her pussy.
'Yes, but you should take a moment to drink and eat, I cannot carry you all on my horse,' Ard told her. Ard dismounted his horse, 'Perhaps, maybe he has more to tell.' @Tjf He approached the bound elf, speaking in Ellylon, »Where is the ambush point, traitor? You want to keep your miserable life you speak now.« He conjured piercingly cold air from his palm, streaming down on the elf's half-naked body, water slowly freezing on his skin, »Speak or I'll use it on more... precious parts.«
"Right. We should build up our strength for the coming fight." Mirellia said as she passes the food and drink around.
@moonblack "You call me trai- Aah! Okay, Okay!" The captive squirms under the influence of Ard's spell, as Mirellia passes around the food. "Erzabar's Point! The ambush will happen there! Eredin will approach the king, claiming he has urgent news, before we attack the front and rear of the column. While the king's distracted, Eredin will kill him, and bring back the mistress' head, claiming that she was an assassin conspiring with the king's enemies." He overshares, hoping that the flood of information will buy him his life.
