The Adventurer's Guild - RP Thread

[Tjf]

On their journey Claudia teased a little knight, keeping whispering nice words into his ears, moving hands over his torso with excuse to keep balance. Road was shorter than she thought and soon they reached castle.
„Thank you sir”. She accepted offered hand and gets out of the horse.
Claudia notices men who she tools for baron or his high ranking servant. When he asks about her family, she stands proudly with head high and hand on hilt of sword.
„Indeed my Lord, I am Claudia von Shamhas, third daughter of the former lord of these lands. And you are”?

"Baron Reuger III." The bearded man nods his head. "I met your parents once. Your mother was quite the beauty, and I see the apple didn't fall far from the tree." He grins. "Please, we've arranged a bath and some clothes for the feast, if you haven't packed anything appropriate with you."

 

[Regin34]

"Baron Reuger III." The bearded man nods his head. "I met your parents once. Your mother was quite the beauty, and I see the apple didn't fall far from the tree." He grins. "Please, we've arranged a bath and some clothes for the feast, if you haven't packed anything appropriate with you."

Claudia smiled politely and nodded to him. „Thank you Baron Reuger, I am sure my parents kept you as well in their memories. And yes, I would kill for warm bath instead of cold river or bucket”.
Claudia followed servant girl who guided her to the room in the higher part of the keep. Inside there was big comfortable bed with fancy dress for noble. In the corner of the room was copper bathtub, with warm water and bubbles.
„Allow me to help you undress Madame”. Servant girl skilled untied Claudia belt with sword and put it on the table.
„Thank you girl”. Claudia said as she let servant undressing her, until she stands naked. Then Claudia entered bath, relaxing herself as servants began washing her body with sponge.

 

[Remin]

"W-What?" She groans softly under his constant stimulation.

A little while before dawn, he hears the sound of hoofbeats coming up the road outside, before stopping outside the house. "You 'ere, elf? You bring our cargo?" A coarse sounding voice can be heard. The noblewoman looks at him. "You said you'd keep me..." She whispers.

"Hush. I feel I ought to at least let them know. I learned that humans don't like suprises."

Elf grabs her by her bindings, throwing her over the shoulder. Despite her weight and size, it seemed effortless, practiced, like a lumberjack moving giant logs on his shoulder. He walks out of the house, meeting the person on the horse back, his face paint softly glowing in the darkness with a cold cyan hue.

"Greetings! I got a small issue. This pet is just too fun. It wouldn't be too bad if I kept it? The last noblewoman I had committed suicide by eating poisonous berries. Personally I like the rumor that ghost of her fiance took her with him. Your kind always has such ridiculous ideas."

 

[moonblack]

Luthiel shudders weakly, her sweat caked body rubbing against him every time he thrusts to churn the cum in her ass. "Fuck..." Luthiel pants, leaning forward.

“Yeah...” Eran agreed as he slowed down and finally stopped his thrusts. He leaned forward, on top of the dark-skinned beauty, and grabbed her massive tits, fondling them as he remained still buried in her butt. “Damn, woman! That was... you are...” he couldn't find the right words as he slowly recovered from his orgasm.

A few moments passed in silence, then Eran felt movement in the water and remembered that Elbereth was there as well. Hmm, I wonder how tight her ass and pussy- His thoughts were interrupted by the feeling of a tongue teasing his back door. “Ah!” he gasped, suddenly overwhelmed by an unfamiliar pleasure as the unseen woman – probably Elbereth, because no one else was supposed to be there with them – began teasing him with her tongue. It was a kind of pleasure he had never experienced before, and soon his body was moving on its own, pushing back and forth to get more of the woman's tongue and in the process fucking Luthiel's ass.

Eran lost track of time as the unfamiliar pleasure kept him unable to think straight. Finally, after what felt like forever, the woman's tongue forced its way inside his butt, the jolt of new pleasure bringing him over the edge. With a groan he thrust forward one last time, burying his entire length inside Luthiel's ass. His vision turned white as he came again, shooting more of his hot cum inside the dark-skinned beauty's butt, and his mind barely noticed Luthiel's loud moan as she too climaxed again...

 

[majus]

Zendak's footsteps on the cold stone as he echoes in the dark. "You're very brave, or very stupid, little man..." A woman's voice sounds from deeper in the passage. "Take your little slaves and leave. This is my prize - and your only warning."

Zenak paused, surprised and for a moment scared, but then he smiled.

"Well, dear host, think of it as a neighbour's visit." He said as he continued down, even more curious.

 

[Tjf]

Claudia smiled politely and nodded to him. „Thank you Baron Reuger, I am sure my parents kept you as well in their memories. And yes, I would kill for warm bath instead of cold river or bucket”.
Claudia followed servant girl who guided her to the room in the higher part of the keep. Inside there was big comfortable bed with fancy dress for noble. In the corner of the room was copper bathtub, with warm water and bubbles.
„Allow me to help you undress Madame”. Servant girl skilled untied Claudia belt with sword and put it on the table.
„Thank you girl”. Claudia said as she let servant undressing her, until she stands naked. Then Claudia entered bath, relaxing herself as servants began washing her body with sponge.

The steaming hot water washes over Claudia's muck-covered body, cleaning her and easing muscles violently tensed up by time spent traipsing through the underbrush and fighting bandits. The steam rises up to envelop her face in a pleasant heat haze, as the sponges of the serving girls do their work. "You are fortunate, milady. To have caught his lordship's eye, I mean." A young, pleasant looking plump servant says idly.

"Shut it, Mara. Speak when spoken to 'round the lord's guests." A sour faced older woman glares at her junior.

"Hush. I feel I ought to at least let them know. I learned that humans don't like suprises."

Elf grabs her by her bindings, throwing her over the shoulder. Despite her weight and size, it seemed effortless, practiced, like a lumberjack moving giant logs on his shoulder. He walks out of the house, meeting the person on the horse back, his face paint softly glowing in the darkness with a cold cyan hue.

"Greetings! I got a small issue. This pet is just too fun. It wouldn't be too bad if I kept it? The last noblewoman I had committed suicide by eating poisonous berries. Personally I like the rumor that ghost of her fiance took her with him. Your kind always has such ridiculous ideas."

"Ahh!" She cries out, shivering as he carries her out into the cold night air. Cerin sees a pair of riders dismounting. It's hard to see their faces properly beneath their hoods, but he catches sight of scarred, rugged faces. As he speaks, the elf is more than cognizant of the pair dropping their hands to the swords hanging heavy at their hips. "Our job was to secure the whore and bring her back." The one in front, whose voice called out in the first place, stares the elf down. Still, Cerim catches the intricacies of the man's statement. Our job was. Not 'give us the girl or die, dagger ears'. He's had less auspicious starts to a negotiation.

 

[Tjf]

“Yeah...” Eran agreed as he slowed down and finally stopped his thrusts. He leaned forward, on top of the dark-skinned beauty, and grabbed her massive tits, fondling them as he remained still buried in her butt. “Damn, woman! That was... you are...” he couldn't find the right words as he slowly recovered from his orgasm.

A few moments passed in silence, then Eran felt movement in the water and remembered that Elbereth was there as well. Hmm, I wonder how tight her ass and pussy- His thoughts were interrupted by the feeling of a tongue teasing his back door. “Ah!” he gasped, suddenly overwhelmed by an unfamiliar pleasure as the unseen woman – probably Elbereth, because no one else was supposed to be there with them – began teasing him with her tongue. It was a kind of pleasure he had never experienced before, and soon his body was moving on its own, pushing back and forth to get more of the woman's tongue and in the process fucking Luthiel's ass.

Eran lost track of time as the unfamiliar pleasure kept him unable to think straight. Finally, after what felt like forever, the woman's tongue forced its way inside his butt, the jolt of new pleasure bringing him over the edge. With a groan he thrust forward one last time, burying his entire length inside Luthiel's ass. His vision turned white as he came again, shooting more of his hot cum inside the dark-skinned beauty's butt, and his mind barely noticed Luthiel's loud moan as she too climaxed again...

"Hah...Haahh..." Luthiel's body burns hot against his own, sweat caking his chest and her back from where they're still connected above the water. His well used cock stirs as she slowly is raised up and off him, her inner walls clinging deliciously to his member to provide a stunning last impression as he finally leaves her. Luthiel slides off him, reclining against the edge of the spring as she tries to recover. As she falls away, Eran sees the grinning face of Elbereth gazing up at him, the hunger naked in her eyes. "Told you you'd like it, Luth... But it's my turn now..." There's a dangerous purr to her voice that promises all the pleasure he can take - and probably more. As she begins to clamber atop him, though, he hears footsteps, catching a view of heels against the stone steps leading down to the hot spring.

"I see you're enjoying yourself." The high priestess chuckles as she looks on the debauched scene. "As much as it pains me to disturb such a delectable scene, I've finished my translation." Emara says, lip inclined in a smirk. "And there was something I'd like to discuss with you, beyond your job." She adds.

 

[Tjf]

Zenak paused, surprised and for a moment scared, but then he smiled.

"Well, dear host, think of it as a neighbour's visit." He said as he continued down, even more curious.

"Neighbour? Ah, so you're not some would be hero, here to purify this place in the name of justice or some pathetic god?" The female voice echoes through the dark as the woman beyond chuckles. "Well then, come closer, neighbour." The last word sizzles with a tone of mockery. "See what lies in wait - if you can handle it..."

The tunnel ahead of Zendak is painfully dark, lit only by the ectoplasmic glow of his ghost companions, who alarmingly look worried. The narrow passageway begins imperceptibly to widen the longer he travels down it, and as he reaches out with his sixth sense, he starts to notice other mortal vital signs - incredibly weak, but there. Quite a few of them, for a place of the dead. The tunnel, initially only wide enough for he and his party to stand in single file (if one ignores the fact that his companions can go through walls), widens enough for them to stand abreast. He sees light coming from the far side. Blue, bright, hard to identify at first. Then, he sees orange light as well. As the tunnel gives way to a large open chamber, his eyes painfully adjust, as he sees what they illuminate. Runes carved into the wall of the large chamber glow with spectral energy, too ancient for him to translate. The orange glow come from the chests of women, bound to the wall, their life force being extracted by some spell.

"Well, neighbour." The speaker smiles from a runic circle on the floor of the chamber. "Like what you see?" She grins, as a monstrosity of bone slithers around her buxom frame.

 

[Regin34]

The steaming hot water washes over Claudia's muck-covered body, cleaning her and easing muscles violently tensed up by time spent traipsing through the underbrush and fighting bandits. The steam rises up to envelop her face in a pleasant heat haze, as the sponges of the serving girls do their work. "You are fortunate, milady. To have caught his lordship's eye, I mean." A young, pleasant looking plump servant says idly.

"Shut it, Mara. Speak when spoken to 'round the lord's guests." A sour faced older woman glares at her junior.


"Ahh!" She cries out, shivering as he carries her out into the cold night air. Cerin sees a pair of riders dismounting. It's hard to see their faces properly beneath their hoods, but he catches sight of scarred, rugged faces. As he speaks, the elf is more than cognizant of the pair dropping their hands to the swords hanging heavy at their hips. "Our job was to secure the whore and bring her back." The one in front, whose voice called out in the first place, stares the elf down. Still, Cerim catches the intricacies of the man's statement. Our job was. Not 'give us the girl or die, dagger ears'. He's had less auspicious starts to a negotiation.

Claudia gasped as older servant cleaned her torso with sponges while younger servant washed her arm.
“Good advice servant, speak only when you are asked”. She gives wink to younger servant.
“But luckily for you, I am open for rumours and gossip. Please, tell me more”. Claudia teased as she gets relaxed in the bathtub.

 

[Tjf]

Claudia gasped as older servant cleaned her torso with sponges while younger servant washed her arm.
“Good advice servant, speak only when you are asked”. She gives wink to younger servant.
“But luckily for you, I am open for rumours and gossip. Please, tell me more”. Claudia teased as she gets relaxed in the bathtub.

"Well, far be it for me to speak about my lord..." The younger servant says as her hand wipes a cloth along Claudia's scarred knuckles. "But from what I've heard, the baron has a liking for you. He usually sleeps at his desk in the study, but tonight he ordered his bedchambers be made ready. Ready for two..." She gives a scandalised grin.

 

[Regin34]

"Well, far be it for me to speak about my lord..." The younger servant says as her hand wipes a cloth along Claudia's scarred knuckles. "But from what I've heard, the baron has a liking for you. He usually sleeps at his desk in the study, but tonight he ordered his bedchambers be made ready. Ready for two..." She gives a scandalised grin.

Older servant move her hand with sponge betheen Claudia legs, teasing her pussy. Claudia hold her breath, as she noticed that servant despite her age, was realy good looking.
"Ahhh... That is interesting, I admit. He is confident in himself, that I give to him". She smiled as younger servant move sponge betheen her bum, under water.

 

[moonblack]

"Hah...Haahh..." Luthiel's body burns hot against his own, sweat caking his chest and her back from where they're still connected above the water. His well used cock stirs as she slowly is raised up and off him, her inner walls clinging deliciously to his member to provide a stunning last impression as he finally leaves her. Luthiel slides off him, reclining against the edge of the spring as she tries to recover. As she falls away, Eran sees the grinning face of Elbereth gazing up at him, the hunger naked in her eyes. "Told you you'd like it, Luth... But it's my turn now..." There's a dangerous purr to her voice that promises all the pleasure he can take - and probably more. As she begins to clamber atop him, though, he hears footsteps, catching a view of heels against the stone steps leading down to the hot spring.

"I see you're enjoying yourself." The high priestess chuckles as she looks on the debauched scene. "As much as it pains me to disturb such a delectable scene, I've finished my translation." Emara says, lip inclined in a smirk. "And there was something I'd like to discuss with you, beyond your job." She adds.

Eran gave Elbereth an apologetic look as he pushed her away and slowly got up. “I'm sorry, honey, I'd love to give you what you want, but... duty comes first.” And I might need a bit of rest before I can give ti my all again. He admitted to himself. “But perhaps once I am done with my task we can continue this...” he added before turning to look at Emara, “Give me just a moment to get dressed.”

Getting dressed took a bit longer than usual, Eran still feeling exhausted after the sex. What the hell was that? And why did it feel so good? He couldn't help but wonder as he recalled the unfamiliar pleasure of a woman's tongue teasing his back door, his cock beginning to stir at the memory. He grit his teeth and banished the incident to the back of his mind – he had more important things to worry about right now.

“Alright, I'm ready to go.” Eran announced once he was fully dressed, “It was a pleasure to meet you, ladies,” he told Luthiel and Elbereth before turning his attention to the high priestess, “After you.” He followed behind Emara, unable to resist checking out her ass as she walked ahead of him. I wonder what she wants to discuss...

 

[Remin]

"Ahh!" She cries out, shivering as he carries her out into the cold night air. Cerin sees a pair of riders dismounting. It's hard to see their faces properly beneath their hoods, but he catches sight of scarred, rugged faces. As he speaks, the elf is more than cognizant of the pair dropping their hands to the swords hanging heavy at their hips. "Our job was to secure the whore and bring her back." The one in front, whose voice called out in the first place, stares the elf down. Still, Cerim catches the intricacies of the man's statement. Our job was. Not 'give us the girl or die, dagger ears'. He's had less auspicious starts to a negotiation.

His ears twitched as he noted how agitated the two were, his eyes sliding them with an inquisitive glances, hidden behind the blinding glow of the blue paint.

He knew the type. Experienced, wary, no nonsense. They must have been sent by the real party. He moved his hand to his cheeks, wiping away the radiant paint from his face as a sogn of courtesy. No need to stress out these armed humans even further.

"Bring back? Oh, how kind of you. Are we talking about a slaver or a very, very caring significant other?" He chuckled at the thought.

 

[Tjf]

Older servant move her hand with sponge betheen Claudia legs, teasing her pussy. Claudia hold her breath, as she noticed that servant despite her age, was realy good looking.
"Ahhh... That is interesting, I admit. He is confident in himself, that I give to him". She smiled as younger servant move sponge betheen her bum, under water.

"Hmph..." The older servant masks a smirk as she begins to rub between Claudia's legs, her fingers sliding along the younger woman's labia and moving up to unveil her clit, giving the nub a firm squeeze.

"I suppose you can afford to be confident, when you're a baron." The younger woman giggles, as she gives Claudia's rim a firm push.

 

[Tjf]

Eran gave Elbereth an apologetic look as he pushed her away and slowly got up. “I'm sorry, honey, I'd love to give you what you want, but... duty comes first.” And I might need a bit of rest before I can give ti my all again. He admitted to himself. “But perhaps once I am done with my task we can continue this...” he added before turning to look at Emara, “Give me just a moment to get dressed.”

Getting dressed took a bit longer than usual, Eran still feeling exhausted after the sex. What the hell was that? And why did it feel so good? He couldn't help but wonder as he recalled the unfamiliar pleasure of a woman's tongue teasing his back door, his cock beginning to stir at the memory. He grit his teeth and banished the incident to the back of his mind – he had more important things to worry about right now.

“Alright, I'm ready to go.” Eran announced once he was fully dressed, “It was a pleasure to meet you, ladies,” he told Luthiel and Elbereth before turning his attention to the high priestess, “After you.” He followed behind Emara, unable to resist checking out her ass as she walked ahead of him. I wonder what she wants to discuss...

Emara makes no effort to obscure or minimise the hypnotic sway of her ass, rounder and more substantial than Luthiel's well muscled rear, as she ascends the stairs ahead of him leading back to the temple. "I see you've tasted some new delights." The older woman chuckles softly, before her expression darkens. "I've translated the pages you found in that bedroom. It's...instructions. Instructions on how to summon a particularly nasty demon."

 

[moonblack]

Emara makes no effort to obscure or minimise the hypnotic sway of her ass, rounder and more substantial than Luthiel's well muscled rear, as she ascends the stairs ahead of him leading back to the temple. "I see you've tasted some new delights." The older woman chuckles softly, before her expression darkens. "I've translated the pages you found in that bedroom. It's...instructions. Instructions on how to summon a particularly nasty demon."

“Indeed,” Eran smirked in response to the first comment. Then his expression darkened as well upon hearing about the demon, “That sounds... dangerous...”

 

[Tjf]

His ears twitched as he noted how agitated the two were, his eyes sliding them with an inquisitive glances, hidden behind the blinding glow of the blue paint.

He knew the type. Experienced, wary, no nonsense. They must have been sent by the real party. He moved his hand to his cheeks, wiping away the radiant paint from his face as a sogn of courtesy. No need to stress out these armed humans even further.

"Bring back? Oh, how kind of you. Are we talking about a slaver or a very, very caring significant other?" He chuckled at the thought.

"Does it matter who it is?" The man in front glares back, his fingers tightening around the hilt of his sword.

"I hear he's a spurned lover." The other man, less hostile, calls out from behind. Cerim feels his prey's grip tighten as she hears it.

 

[Tjf]

“Indeed,” Eran smirked in response to the first comment. Then his expression darkened as well upon hearing about the demon, “That sounds... dangerous...”

"Oh, make no mistake, it is." Emara turns to him, her beautiful features marred by a look of worry. "The demon despises our Lady. She would certainly try to destroy the temple if she was summoned. I'm more in need of your aid than I thought I was, but at the same time, I know you were contracted to find a stolen item, not potentially fight a demoness. I understand if you'd like to back out."

 

[moonblack]

"Oh, make no mistake, it is." Emara turns to him, her beautiful features marred by a look of worry. "The demon despises our Lady. She would certainly try to destroy the temple if she was summoned. I'm more in need of your aid than I thought I was, but at the same time, I know you were contracted to find a stolen item, not potentially fight a demoness. I understand if you'd like to back out."

Eran shook his head. “As tempting as it may seem to back out, this seems like the kind of thing that will grow into a major issue if not nipped in the bud. Better to deal with it now than to let it grow,” he replied, “Besides, who knows? Maybe the item I was supposed to find is needed for the summoning, so by recovering it I might put an end to the demon summoning plot too. Wishful thinking, probably, but you never know...”

 

[Tjf]

Eran shook his head. “As tempting as it may seem to back out, this seems like the kind of thing that will grow into a major issue if not nipped in the bud. Better to deal with it now than to let it grow,” he replied, “Besides, who knows? Maybe the item I was supposed to find is needed for the summoning, so by recovering it I might put an end to the demon summoning plot too. Wishful thinking, probably, but you never know...”

Emara steps forward, and Eran's graced with the feeling of his cheek rubbing against her soft, warm bosom as she hugs him. "Thank you." She breathes, releasing him too soon. "Now, from what you gathered at the apartment, it seems my daughter and this foreign witch are meeting up at Calixto's Emporium. With luck, you should be able to find them there. After...Well...I have an offer to make you, but there's no time to waste."