Lukas shakes his head. "It isn't over secure. I know that man, he's escaped worse than this." He grins at Ignatia. "As the newest member of our little group, I think that it's your turn first. Wake us in a few hours." The redhead crosses her arms in a huff, but stands to take watch. @Regin34 Allune and Mszczuj experience a restless night, neither getting the amount of sleep they probably needed, but eventually the sun rises the next morning, shining down upon the waking camp, members of Boleslaw's group reluctantly leaving the warmth of their furs.
Mszczuj yawn long, as he get out of his tent. He still feeling tired after last day and pain in muscles remind him what happen. But now as commander, he have more dutties than before. "Alright men, eat breakfest, piss off and give water to horses. We have long road for today." He give orders and he put in his garbeson breastplate and look at their prisoner, if he is still there.
Larisa did't really like the idea of using some kind of potion, but while her aunt's methods were questionable, she did give some valid points that Larisa had to acknowledge. She still gave an incredulous look, seeming uncertain about the idea of it. "Me?...this is a little much." She was better suited to staying a scholar. She had no real idea how to run things. She probably would be fine with the administration aspects and could manage those...and really...knowing at least some of what you were doing is way more than could be said for most nobles left in charge. "..I'll see what I can do. But it should still be his own decision. I think he's more interested in just girls than me though. So..to get a future heir..." Larisa had to think about it. "It doesn't necessarily mean it has to be him then. Granted, it's better if it is him. But if that's not possible, offspring will work as long as they have a proper claim. It just means we won't be able to do the ideal scenario if we can't get him to agree...I can try. I don't know how long the Germans are here for and pushing an offer like that on someone too soon, will definitely hurt things."
Darius stands, eyes closed, as he's tied to a signpost. A young blonde Lithuanian in plate armour, one of Allune's comapanions, stands watch over him, yawning and rubbing his broken nose, reset hastily by Eva last night.
Miroslava nods in agreement. "Without the potion, it will take some more time to get him close enough to us to accept. That said, he is a third son, so he might be quite amenable to the proposition. In any case, there is one more thing I would show you today. We haven't had bandits in these lands for a rather long period of time, but now we're evidently having problems with them once more. I'd show you how we keep our territory clean of such filth, if you're interested." She dons a cloak, indicating that she'll be going outside.
“That would be good to see.” Larisa only really thought about the fact she’s killed quite a few people already. But emotionally, it didn’t strike her too hard. Those bandits were scum and needed to die. She could see how the justice crazed inquisition could so easily turn into what they were, which was disconcerting. Larisa, didn’t really have a cloak, but nobody she knew around here would really care where she was or what she was doing, so she followed along, curious of where this would lead.
Miroslava leads Larisa out of the castle, through the small village, and into the woods. "Patrolling and tracking down bandits is rather costly, so I found a solution some time ago. We're lucky, in Tarsowie, to have an ally." She doesn't elaborate, leading the girl deeper and deeper into the forest, where the trees are larger and older, the canopy thickening and blocking some of the morning sunlight. Eventually, the two women find themselves at the top of a natural depression in the ground, a circular clearing, with a dark cave on one side. Larisa feels a sharp shove on her back, and goes tumbling down, landing at the foot of the cave. She sees Miroslava smiling at her from above. "Sorry, my sweet, but protection comes with a price attached. He'll return you, eventually, and when he does, I'll make you my heir officially." She looks into the blackness of the cave. "My Lord! I am in need of your protection once more, and have brought payment! A beautiful young virgin, of my own blood." There's silence for several moments, before a deep, powerful voice booms out of the cave. "Come closer, girl."
Mszczuj walk to Lithuanian blonde. "How prisoner? Any tries to escape?" He offered to him pail of fresh water from well.
The young man blinks. "No, no he's been quiet as a church mouse, besides taunting Allune." He offers his hand."Name's Lukas, heir to the count of Liegarde." He gestures to where Allune and her red haired companion sleep. "You've already met Allune and Ignatia."
As the morning came, Allune immediately changes into her battle attire, with her new brigandine chest piece. She then looks around the camp, making sure Darius didn't escape. She then approaches Lukas, "Want to rest for a bit before we head out?" She asked, ignoring the bound old man.
Mszczuj pull his mustache down. "Yes, I met them. By the way, I'm Mszczuj from Ogrodzieniec and since yesterday I'm in command of sir Bolesław men's." He point at their banner and noticed Allune. "You can take rest on the wagon, I want to leave villiage as soon as possible."
Allune nods at the foreigner's suggestion, she didn't even try to pronounce his name to avoid being rude. "Yes, that works. But I'd rather ride my own horse, since my quivers are in his saddle." She replied, looking at Mszczuj, and Lukas. "We can leave immediately, and head to Trakai."
Without her armour underneath, Angelo notices that her robes cling to Marguerite's body closely, showing her curves. They make to the town, looking around for several hours, before Angelo hears a squeal behind him from the marketplace. Sarva, her horns, claws and tail gone, but otherwise looking as she did in her succubus form, rushes to give the monk a hug, tits pressed against him, constrained only by a tight peasant's dress.
"Alright men, say goodbye to whores, pray for security and all on horses. We are head to Trakai." He said to his men and check his sword and bow. It was something different when he have his own armor, ewen without legs protection. He take long rope and tied one end to bounds of Darius and other to his saddle. " I guess you are good jogger. " He said cold and get on horse, holding banner of Duke.
Angelo was genuinely surprised that finding Sarva basically solved itself. He returned the hug, holding her tight, 'Hello there, Sarva, what a pleasant welcome. I had a feeling we might find you here.'
While Larisa’s first reaction was to run, which would be the smart thing, she doubted she’s have the option. Even if she broke away, where would she go to exactly? Miroslava seemed confident that she had some kind of plan involved. She had to take another step closer, while swallowing. This was clearly bad news, but she couldn’t just pick a fight here. She’d have to wait and see anyway to know what exactly this thing was. Moving into the cave, she had to look back to her aunt, wondering if she truly planned this from the start or this was just part of something greater.
“Cum for me!” Ophelia demanded and started kissing Olga, her tongue quickly invading the girl's mouth. At the same time the thrusting of her fingers sped up, while her other hand found Olga's back door and began trying to slip a finger inside. The noblewoman wanted to see how quickly she could get the girl off.
The party heads off, Darius limping after them. Mszczuj spots the tracks of the black knights, but after a few miles, they seemingly just stop. They continue to travel without incident for several days, before Darius makes his escape attempt, killing one of Mszczuj's men but being apprehended by Mszczuj and Allune. A day away from the castle, the group makes camp one last time, eager to get within the safety of high walls.
