Zendak could admire a nice curves of the elven female - the breasts were nice, big and shapely - perfect for milking!
He frowned as the man in front of him continued making trouble... he cared little for what he did, but he was keeping the line. For a moment, he considered interfering... but then paused. He knew better then that - the guild had it's own... on the other hand, it would score him some good will with the secretary... As the halfling considers the matter, the guy was becoming more rowdy... finally, with a sigh he approached the man and touched him, casting a quiet spell to drain his life force. Not much, only enough to make him pass out.
"Right. A little calmer, yeah~" He said as he walked over the unconscious man. "Hello! I am here about my earlier inquires." He addressed the secretary.
"Hey, wait your- oh..." The man falls to the ground with a thud as Zendak feels a rush of power and energy flowing through his body at the use of the spell. Stepping over him and approaching the desk, the elf gives him a smile. "Well thank you, sir. He was becoming unruly." She says as some goblins approach to drag the man away. "Now, how can I help? Which inquiry were you referring to?"
"Hey, wait your- oh..." The man falls to the ground with a thud as Zendak feels a rush of power and energy flowing through his body at the use of the spell. Stepping over him and approaching the desk, the elf gives him a smile. "Well thank you, sir. He was becoming unruly." She says as some goblins approach to drag the man away. "Now, how can I help? Which inquiry were you referring to?"
The halfling nodded with a smile greeting the woman.
"The request about the available farms for buying. If not this, maybe farms of former adventurers, that I could make some deals with to buy their properties." Zendar explains as he climbs up at the stoll - and he still has to look up at the elf! The damn high elven bitches - why were they so tall?! At least he had a good view on their tits... And sometimes, if they had short skirts, under their clothes. There were pluses of being short... But generally, it was pain in the neck. Literally, he had a fucking pain in the neck!
"Urgh, can't believe this stupid goblin is so hard to discipline." Fei grumbles, idly opening the drawer. Only to see it chock full of the farmer, or perhaps his son's undergarments. "Grrgh!" Her eyes go wide, she immediately shuts it close once more. "W-what the hell! Don't they wash these!" She gasps, taking a few steps back. Ghhh, I shouldn't have expected too much from a farmer! B-but... She blushes, quivering as deep at the back of her mind, a small part of her seemed to have enjoyed the strong musk. "No, no, focus damn it. You're... I'm here for a job." Fei shakes her head, giving her cheeks a light slap to try and regain some of her composure. Shaking her head, trying to ignore the stench coming from the drawer. Fei returns to her book, feeling more flustered than ever.
Fei moves back to the bed, but between fending the goblin off from whatever he's trying to get beneath the bed, and the lingering musk in the air, it's hard to focus. Outside, the sun begins to lower, casting a slight orange glow through the window. She manages to narrow down the beast to at least 4 species of four-legged beasts, but isn't able to for sure identify a single species of monster by the time she hears a knock on the door. "Would you care to come down for some supper?" The farmer asks.
Claudia counting coins, smiling to herself. Not bad for single soldier. She takes money and medalion to her own pockets and picks halberd. It’s a little long, but since Claudia earned it in combat, she doesn’t want to leave it behind herself.
„Alright, let’s go to see this woman”. She said to herself.
(I will add loot to my character card)
(I'm going to make a page in RPG information to keep track of people's inventory and skills changing)
Leaving the body where it lies and heading back up the hill, Claudia finds the woman gone and the doors all closed and locked at the mill house. "What side be ye on?" The woman shouts from somewhere within.
She finally got a look at the culprit. She felt she would have remembered if she ever saw him before. He didn’t look like a run of the mill vagrant. Still, she couldn’t afford more risk to this situation.
A bad move would get Celeste hurt or killed or have him take a hostage. Still he likely knew she was the responsible party if he had been observing. And with a clear sight, she’d take a risk of casting enraged. Having him completely break from his intended plan would help. She’d need him away before she could try blasting him, and while she didn’t think she’d be able to deal with him up close provoking him that way should have the guards moving to deal with the commotion if she could force him to stall his clean get away. All in all, she had about a 60% certainty this was the best option.
In the commotion, Meira doesn't notice anything off about the situation, beyond of course the fact that someone's trying to make off with her mistress.
Fei moves back to the bed, but between fending the goblin off from whatever he's trying to get beneath the bed, and the lingering musk in the air, it's hard to focus. Outside, the sun begins to lower, casting a slight orange glow through the window. She manages to narrow down the beast to at least 4 species of four-legged beasts, but isn't able to for sure identify a single species of monster by the time she hears a knock on the door. "Would you care to come down for some supper?" The farmer asks.
“Mmmhn… nngh… mmmh.” Rubbing her stocking-clad thighs together as she’s forced to breath in more of the musk coming from the drawer. Fei grumbles, “Damn it all.” She grits her teeth, closing the book roughly as she’s barely identified her prey, aside from the most basic of information. She’s all but ignored Peng, letting the stupid goblin grab whatever it was under the bed. And as she hears a knock on the door, “Oh, uh, supper?” She’s surprised failing to realize just how late it’s gotten. “If it isn’t any trouble.” Fei replies, hurrying to open the door. Letting the farmer see the blush on her cheeks, “Thank you.” She says with a smile as she accepts the offer.
(I'm going to make a page in RPG information to keep track of people's inventory and skills changing)
Leaving the body where it lies and heading back up the hill, Claudia finds the woman gone and the doors all closed and locked at the mill house. "What side be ye on?" The woman shouts from somewhere within.
Claudia stabed halberd into the ground and show empty hands.
"Don't take a side here. I'm send by the guild to bring to justice Macek Athelas, former soldier of the count. I assume it wasn't this guy"? She said tried to remember description from the guild. He sword, Varscona hanged attached to her belt.
Elf grins as he sees her just start pouring the drinks into her body like she is a thrash can. How many drinks it was already?
It's dangerous to drink so much at once, elf ought to keep an eye on her. She might hurt herself and lower her sale value. Cerim gets up from the table and follows her to the privy.
The women's privy is a long wooden gallery extending from the stone of the manse's wall, with holes positioned over the moat. Cerim begins to pursue - though notes that the fat merchant seems to have gotten the same idea, heading the same direction.
The halfling nodded with a smile greeting the woman.
"The request about the available farms for buying. If not this, maybe farms of former adventurers, that I could make some deals with to buy their properties." Zendar explains as he climbs up at the stoll - and he still has to look up at the elf! The damn high elven bitches - why were they so tall?! At least he had a good view on their tits... And sometimes, if they had short skirts, under their clothes. There were pluses of being short... But generally, it was pain in the neck. Literally, he had a fucking pain in the neck!
"Oh, oh course." She smiles. "I can gather a list for you soon. Do you have any specific needs?" She looks down at him, not noticing or not minding the great view the halfling has of her sizeable chest.
“Mmmhn… nngh… mmmh.” Rubbing her stocking-clad thighs together as she’s forced to breath in more of the musk coming from the drawer. Fei grumbles, “Damn it all.” She grits her teeth, closing the book roughly as she’s barely identified her prey, aside from the most basic of information. She’s all but ignored Peng, letting the stupid goblin grab whatever it was under the bed. And as she hears a knock on the door, “Oh, uh, supper?” She’s surprised failing to realize just how late it’s gotten. “If it isn’t any trouble.” Fei replies, hurrying to open the door. Letting the farmer see the blush on her cheeks, “Thank you.” She says with a smile as she accepts the offer.
"Like I said, you're helping me, my dear." The jovial farmer smiles. "It's the least I can do. Besides - it'll be nice to share my supper with someone."
Claudia stabed halberd into the ground and show empty hands.
"Don't take a side here. I'm send by the guild to bring to justice Macek Athelas, former soldier of the count. I assume it wasn't this guy"? She said tried to remember description from the guild. He sword, Varscona hanged attached to her belt.
"That ain't Macek, you dumb bint!" The woman shouts. "And ye'll never catch him!" Now that she has some time to think, Claudia's pretty sure the guy she killed isn't Macek. His description listed him as blonde, and as a former soldier of the rebellious count, it's unlikely he'd be wearing royal colours.
"That ain't Macek, you dumb bint!" The woman shouts. "And ye'll never catch him!" Now that she has some time to think, Claudia's pretty sure the guy she killed isn't Macek. His description listed him as blonde, and as a former soldier of the rebellious count, it's unlikely he'd be wearing royal colours.
„Well, my bad”. Claudia chuckled to herself, remembering her teacher’s lesson about thinking first and acting later. But this woman must know where he is.
„So you know him. I suggest to you tell me what you know or it could end ugly for you”. She said with cold voice, as she began firing up torchlight.
"Oh, oh course." She smiles. "I can gather a list for you soon. Do you have any specific needs?" She looks down at him, not noticing or not minding the great view the halfling has of her sizeable chest.
"Well, maybe something out of the way, with pace and quiet. Might be in dangerous lands, as long as I don't have to deal with nosy neighbours." He massaged the back of his neck - the pain becoming lesser for a moment. "I am sure that no matter how stubborn the owner is, I can pay enough to convince them to sell the property to me." Especially some lonely MILFs with large udders just asking to be milked.
"Like I said, you're helping me, my dear." The jovial farmer smiles. "It's the least I can do. Besides - it'll be nice to share my supper with someone."
Fei just smiles, “Still, you have my thanks.” She replies, before looking behind her. “Uhm… should I leave him here?” She asks, unsure of Peng was also included in the invitation. And finding it a bit awkward to leave the goblin in this room all alone.
"There." Ellaria points as he asks where the statue was, gesturing to an empty plinth. "The culprit, on the other hand, is a little harder to talk about." Emara frowns. "I'd like your word you won't spread word about who it is, unless it's strictly necessary for your investigation."
So someone from within the temple, or at least closely related to the temple? Interesting... “Understood,” Eran nodded, a serious expression on his face, “I will keep the person's identity to myself and not share it with other people, unless absolutely necessary, or unless I am given permission by you.” He promised.
Perhaps she's cocky, or these men are better than they look, because as they dash forward, shouting defiance, Elaine finds herself put on the back foot. A club bounces off her leather shoulder plate, as another hits her knee, and she bites her lip 'til she tastes blood. She goes to swing her sword, but one of the men pivots, landing a hard strike on her sword hand.
Choose one crit consequence:
[] Disarm - Elaine's sword is knocked from her hand and will take time to retrieve.
[] 10 Extra Damage - Elaine keeps her grip on her sword, but her hand is mercilessly clubbed.
Eliane decides to move Backwards and Drops her Sword. She uses her Sharp Insight to avoid The incoming Strikes, moving instead to a nearby Stone Coffin. She tries anticipate The next Attack to Dodge and Counter it by grabbing The attackers Hair and slaming His Face downwards into The Hard Stone with all her might.
The women's privy is a long wooden gallery extending from the stone of the manse's wall, with holes positioned over the moat. Cerim begins to pursue - though notes that the fat merchant seems to have gotten the same idea, heading the same direction.
He notes the appearance of the fat merchant as he takes a seat, some distance away from the main attraction to not spoil the mood. The merchant must be full of himself if he thinks he can just waltz into the women's privy. Elf at least had the look of the woman to get by, but he was more than curious to see what he's going to do and how other women will react, if any are even in the privy currently.
"Not unless you have other beauties out there in need of a lesson, too." The blonde smirks, sliding her finger away from Delphi's bikini-clad breasts, and reaching down to take her hand. "My office in the university isn't too far... Though I could spring for a room if you're that eager to learn." She purrs.
Damn, if this was what most "jobs" were like as an adventurer Delphi should have signed up sooner! Oh right, she IS supposed to be on the job. Can't get too distracted....
"Oh, Collingworth, hm?" The woman gives Eliza a cryptic smirk. "Here." She moves out from behind the counter, leading the redheaded elf to an ornate standing mirror in the corner. "It's enchanted - got it from the magic item store around the corner." She says. "Simply look into the mirror, and it will show you your own heart's desire - which of my garments you want, and what you look like in them." The shopkeep explains. "Saves time trying on the clothes. Let me know if you need any help." She smiles and returns behind the counter.
Eliza gazes into the mirror, frowning as she just sees her reflection looking back at her. Then, to her shock, she realises the reflection isn't frowning, but smirking at her. The mirror-world version of Eliza moves out, picking out clothes and jewels from the racks. She strips, sliding away her regular clothes before donning a new outfit.
A stylish, form fitting outfit well suited to adventure.
+10 to Acrobatic and Agility Rolls when worn
The reflection strips again, crossing the room. Eliza looks around to see if anyone else can see the naked version of her body, but though other customers walk by the mirror as the doppleganger struts about naked, none seem to show any interest. It seems only Eliza can see.
The mirror image picks out a beautiful blue dress, putting it over her body. Then, with a smirk, she lifts her skirt and spreads her legs.
A stunning dress made of fine silk, which makes the wearer seem refined, beautiful, but also not a little bit sensual.
+20 to Diplomacy Rolls when worn
+10 to Seduction Rolls when worn
The doppleganger slides the dress off of her body with a smirk, as she heads to look at jewelry. She picks out a set of a earrings and broach, putting them on - with little else.
A simple but beautiful set of emeralds inlaid in jewelry, which seem to radiate with a calming energy.
+10 to Restoration Magic Rolls when worn
The mirror Eliza admires herself for a moment, before removing the emerald jewels. She heads back to the jewelry area a second time.
Perfectly matching Eliza's hair, a set of rubies decorating some scanty robes, seem to radiate with a power that makes Eliza feel excited and energised.
+10 to Destructive Magic Rolls when worn
Again the mirror Eliza strips down, smirking as she shows off her body. Unlike the demure original, this version of Eliza seems to flaunt her body wantonly, seeking attention of the most lustful kind. Despite the wanton nature of this woman, though, Eliza can't help but admire her confidence, even power. This version of herself seems so much more commanding, even as she seems to offer herself as an object of sexual pleasure, she seems less objectified and more powerful than the original.
Mirror Eliza finds a luscious fur coat, and puts it on - seeing no reason to put anything under it.
A long fur coat. It's certainly styish, but as the wearer tries it, they find themselves enveloped in all the warmth they might need.
Immunity to regular cold effects when worn
Reduction to cold damage when worn
Phantom Eliza drops the coat, crossing the the section showing lacy lingerie. She smirks, before sliding on a set. She drops to her hands and knees, her movements very blatantly sexual.
A set of lingerie, consisting of a bra, panties, garter belt and stockings. As scanty as it is, it perfectly frames Eliza's erotic body, 'showing off the goods' so to speak.
+20 to Seduction Rolls when visible
"Anything catch your fancy?' Eliza jumps as she hears the shop keeper call out.
Aghast and blushing at the lewd display of her mirror self, Eliza watched in stunned silence as her twin in the mirror tried on various outfits and jewellery. Embarrassment and humiliation roiled inside her as the naked redheaded half-elf paraded throughout the mirror shop, but aside from that Eliza felt something else boil inside her soul.
Envy.
The mirror Eliza seemed to be so comfortable and in command of herself that the real one felt a yearning of desire for that same confidence and self-assured swagger.
Eliza was shaken from her reverie by the shopkeeper's question and the helf-elf stumbled over her reply. "Oh uh- sorry I uh- I was thinking about..." The redhead examined the blue-haired woman's face to see if she was aware of the naked Eliza in the mirror. But the half-elf couldn't tell anything, the shopkeeper's face betrayed nothing.
The redhead let out a breath she didn't know she'd been holding and tried to think back to the things her mirror self had shown her. A couple of the items she could discount right away: The lingerie and red jewels would serve her no purpose. She didn't know any offensive spells that would benefit from the rubies and while the mirror Eliza was certainly confident enough to wear the lingerie, the real Eliza wasn't. The silk dress was enticing, and Eliza found herself wanting it more than she should, but the price tag would leave her with little to gain other supplies. Prudence told her not to get it. Finally the fur coat seemed luxurious and that appealed to some primitive part of her, she felt the remaining options were better suited for the general purpose of her quest.
That left the Adventurer's Outfit as well as the Green broach and earrings. She reasoned that the outfit would be better for all purposes, but the jewellery seemed to amplify her abilities. Looking at the price for each, she could afford both, but that would leave her in the same situation as the elegant dress.
Eliza frowned and made her decision.
"I think I'll take the green broach and earrings please."
„Well, my bad”. Claudia chuckled to herself, remembering her teacher’s lesson about thinking first and acting later. But this woman must know where he is.
„So you know him. I suggest to you tell me what you know or it could end ugly for you”. She said with cold voice, as she began firing up torchlight.
