Janina grins. "If you don't come back, we'll ride up their and snatch you." Matthias passes her an ale.
"To be entirely helpless, at the mercy of someone who just wants to use you for their own pleasure? Yes, it's a fine thing indeed." Miroslava's hands trail down Larisa's shoulders, until they reach out to squeeze her nipples through the fabric. "Have you ever wanted someone in particular?"
Morwenna leads her inside a shop selling items both magical and not. She sees a number of things, mostly jewellery, from a necklace that promises to make her physically stronger, a ring that supposedly makes one more charming when they speak, an ointment that claims to repair any weapon, a dagger that makes wounds that are nearly impossible to staunch, and a book that can significantly speed up the learning of one skill. Also there are more mundane items.
Marguerite is silent for a moment. "I suppose that that's fair. I don't have all the time in the world, but I suppose I can teach you the basics. All fighting shares a few core principles, but learning various weapons can be quite different from others. Do you have an idea of which weapon you wanted to learn?"
"Tarsovie? It's a fairly normal piece of land, though I haven't been to too many places, so I don't quite know what normal is. It's quiet here, the smallfolk are treated well by the Lady, who in turn treats them well. A few of them got antsy a few years ago, and she had them flogged, but she lowered the tax rate like they were asking, so people mostly thought that it was fair. I don't know her well as a person. I'd say few do, she's not really close to many people. Sometimes she leaves the castle and heads off into the countryside, all by her lonesome!" She gives a perplexed look. "The castellan keeps warning her about the danger, but she insists on going alone, and always comes back fine." She smiles. "She can be...demanding, and requires unconventional duties, but pays very well. Her husband, God rest him, was a fine man indeed. Very kind, and warm. He treated everyone like family, and could be very...tender."
Forced to bite her lip, but unable to keep the sudden gasp totally quiet, her face contorted as Miroslava got braver with her touching and Larisa was just vulnerable to the groping of her breasts. It was different from the dream with the imp. The actual sensation was almost overwhelming because of how skilled she was at finding the weak points of Larisa's unused body. She couldn't keep sitting still from it and twitched uncontrollably. "Uhm...Olga and I..kissed before...but we never went too far...but on my way here, I realized how pretty she was and how much Illya's grown too...even if he's still an idiot." The admission of being attracted to her own brother and sister was definitely proof of how perverse Larisa's mind, but with her aunt not even attempting to pretend to do something other than just molest her own niece, it was starting to feel like it ran in the family.
They find a thin, haggard man in the courtyard. "Yes?" He asks them, clearly worn down by a large workload.
Allune takes the ale, giggling from Janina's comment. "Is that so? Are you going to chase out the knights with a bow and arrow, like you did that hare?" She said in a sarcastic tone, before taking a sip from her tankard.
Angelo smiled, happy that she was considering it, 'Well, the wanna-be squire in me would choose a knightly sword, but that would take a long while to learn. I know how to use a staff fairly well, so maybe some polearm. If we're talking about smaller weapons, a mace or hammer might be best as it needs far less skill than a sword. I'd just hurt myself with something like a flail. You're far more versed in this matter, what do you think?'
Mirsoslava kisses Larisa in the crook of the neck. "They are utterly scrumptious, aren't they? I think that you were the one who got the brains, though." She caresses her niece's tits skillfully, pulling the nipples with enough force to straddle the line between pleasure and pain without going over it. The older lady teases Larisa a little more, before pulling away. "I do think that you're going to enjoy your time here at Tarsovie. Don't you?" She grins.
"I might." She blushes, embarrased. "Okay, I might not be able to shoot a bow like you, but I can be scary when I want to!"
"Yes, you'd definitely hurt yourself. Don't be offended, I've never seen anyone use a flail well, it's a ridiculous weapon. "I'd say maybe a mace. They take less time and effort to train with than swords, and they're more useful against armour." She bends down to open a footlocker filled with weapons. "You can borrow this one for a little while, but it doesn't belong to me, so I can't give it to you permanently." She holds up an intricate looking mace. She picks out a warhammer as well. "Which do you prefer? They're different, but similar."
"I know you can. But you should still practice. Not everything can be fixed with intimidation." Allune giggled, taking another sip. "Mm. Anyway, the knights I'm with doesn't happen to be inside, are they?" She asked with a smile.
Hmm, interesting... Ophelia made a mental note of the lady's... odd bravery. “Yes, we nobles can be very... demanding. I can be that way too, occasionally – though I try not to be...” For a moment she hesitated whether to ask about the 'unconventional duties' Felina had mentioned, but decided now was not the time. “Sounds like things are well here, at least for now. Have there been any odd or unusual happenings recently? And have you heard any rumors of interest you could share with me?” She turned around to look at the maid, then leaned forward and whispered in her ear. “Be honest with me – you have my word that this conversation will stay between the two of us.” She pulled away, smiling.
'You brought that many weapons?' Angelo asked, 'Wow, uhm, I think I'll try the mace, thank you.' He took the bludgeoning weapon from the chest. 'Whoever gets hit by this certainly won't have a good day,' Angelo said as he weighed the weapon on his hands, 'It's already late, probably not the best time to train in the dark.'
Craning her head as Miroslava got bolder with her light petting, Larisa gave another moan and the sudden tug left her nipples rock hard and rigid, standing completely visible beneath her bra, and incapable of dying down even as the older woman's hands moved off, Larisa unconsciously arching her head upwards to the blond, lips pursued, only to have her break away for the last second. Realizing what she had just tried to do out of impulse, she wondered if the blond had picked up on it as Larisa properly rose from her seat, to face her. "I wasn't sure at first...but I think so." Larisa still clad in just her underwear, and breath still running ragged from the touch, let logic fly out of the window to step in close to Miroslava and bring one of her hands around the wealthy noble's waist, bunching up her dress in the back, so that Larisa's hand could reach and bare down on the older woman's ass, and without thinking, pressed her face against Miroslava's, like she had tried to do, letting their lips connect, the overexcited young lady bringing her fingers to paw over the older lady's without as much skill, but with a much quicker and braver pace. Larisa's fingers went from the ass, to the hips, to the waist, and she only opened her eyes to get a proper look as she felt herself squeezing something soft. Watching herself unabashedly fondle her aunt's tits, the realization had made her step away and turn back into her typically reserved self. "Um..I don't..know why...just..you said you liked when people get aggressive and..I'm just as stupid as my brother, I guess." She couldn't really think of any good excuse to justify her impulsiveness.
Mszczuj show to him note with sigh of Duke. "Duke Siemowit decided to paid for my service 500 groszy. Here you can check it." He said to him.
"In the tavern? No, I think that they're at your place, getting ready to depart." Matthias says. Janina grins, "Why, you aching to go off with them? I don't blame you, that young blonde is quite the pretty one." Behind her, Matthias rolls his eyes.
She silent for a moment. "Well, there has been talk of raids elsewhere in the province, and some people have mentioned lights and sounds in the woods at night." She gulps. "As for gossip, well... Our lady is quite liberated, so to speak."
