Angelo chuckled, watching how she wrapped the cloth carefully, 'It wasn't really a skill we were taught, yes.'
@Auraicide "Then a bath you will have. I'll see it done." Lady Miroslava turns, leaving Ophelia and Benacio alone with Larisa in the courtyard.
Mszczuj chuckled movi his mustache. "Fear not my lady, I will protect you." He said in joke voice and go with her to town centrum. "I thinking about buy something what will protect me from mind tricks of demons and diablos. Any suggest what I should looking for?"
"Well, now you know. It's not hard once you get used to it. Starting to regret taking this journey?" She grins, finishing with the footwraps.
@moonblack While Larisa didn't really have an idea how to actually entertain company all that well, she nodded anyway as her aunt left them on their own. While she assumed that nobles at least read some things, none of the subjects she liked to talked about weren't interesting to many people. The pair seemed friendly enough for nobility anyway, so she somewhat hesitantly opened her mouth to speak, well aware how awkward it would sound with how little practice she had with foreign words. Debating on topics, she decided it was probably best to stick to boring, yet safe ones. "What do you zink of kountrrryside?" She did her best to try and sound as polite as her aunt, though her words were much more heavily slurred not really used to switching between Russian and other languages so quickly.
"Mmmh!" Allune muffled another moan, as the most sensitive part of her body was attacked. Shuddering from the toe curling pleasure, her pussy was quickly becoming wet.
'Thanks,' Angelo smiled then shook his head, 'No, not yet. A bit of hard-ship has to be expected.' He pulled on the boots and stood up, taking a few paces, 'Well, this is different certainly, thank you again.'
She thinks for a moment. "You'll have a lot of trouble. Many shops sell fake protection charms. It might take us a while to find somewhere selling something of value." She walks along the main street of Warsaw, until eventually she finds a shop that meets her standards. "I can feel real magic emanating from there. The other shops just put up a few worthless magical items to trick unskilled adepts." She walks inside. Inside the small shop, a raven haired woman stands at the counter. Eva identifies two pieces she thinks would ward off possession and mind control attempts, a ring, and a goat skull. She warns that the goat skull has chained demonic energy. It's safe to use, and is stronger than the ring, but it's considered blasphemy by the church to use things like it.
Hearing her, he licks harder, a finger sliding inside her, quickly finding her g-spot. "I paid a whore to teach me how to pleasure a woman, hoping I could do this for you. Don't worry, I wasn't...with her, she just told me and showed me where to find the parts that would give you the most pleasure. Did I waste my money?" Grinning, he keeps licking her clit, adding a second finger inside her.
Mszczuj look at both things, thinking what would be better. "Small question, if I will put on that ring another mark, like cross or saint words, It will be still working or not?" He decided it will be more safe if take something what not make him apostate or pagan.
"True, you don't look dashing at all, you look ridiculous." She grins. There's a shout from outside. "What's that?"
'Now you're getting it,' Angelo laughed, before hearing the shout, 'Trouble? Let's go take a look.' He grabbed his walking stick. The monk left the tent and looked around for the source of the shouting.
Allune's eyes widened as he heard that he hired a whore, she tried to glare at him. Sadly, her angery expression quickly disappeared, as she continued to muffle her moans. Her body reacting positively to his every ministration, Allune already felt something was building up within her. Something she only experience by herself, with her own fingers.
The woman nods, bored. "500". Eva laughs. "We both know that that ring will only protect against minor demons. It's not worth 500." The woman looks scathingly at Eva before saying "300."
Larisa's accent made her words a bit difficult to understand, but not too much so. Clearly she was not used to speaking their language – something neither sibling would hold against her. “Well, we haven't seen all that much of it yet as we did not have time for sightseeing during out trip, but from what little I saw it seems to have some beautiful nature and some nice, polite people,” Ophelia replied, smiling. Of course, the politeness was likely due to us being nobles accompanied by armed men, but no need to mention that. She added in her mind. The siblings followed Larisa inside the castle. (@Tjf I leave Benacio to you for the most part, else I will be playing two characters.)
He sees that a group of men and women have entered the camp, terrified. A soldier explains what happened after a while. "Their hamlet got attacked by some sort of monsters. Inquisitors are asking for some volunteer warriors and healers to go to the place, kill the monsters and look after any wounded."
