Spoiler: Ida's Traps 1d100 = 44 Ida's Necromancy: +30 Total: 74 Spoiler: Eike's Traps 1d100 = 44 Eike's Necromancy: +30 Total: 74 With the two of them working in tandem setting up the traps is easy even with the limited time they have available. Thanks to the enhanced vision granted by her eye Ida is finally able to see what they are dealing with. It appears to be a large humanoid fire demon, wreathed in flames and with wings on its back. Spoiler: Combined Attack 1d100 = 93 Ida's Necromancy: +30 Eike's Necromancy: +30 Total: 153 Spoiler: Demon's Defense 1d100 = 73 The demon sees the attacks coming, but considering its large and bulky frame and the narrow mine passage there isn't much he can do. He crosses his wings in front of him and braces for the impact. The following explosion briefly obscures the demon from Ida's sight. When she's able to see him again the demon appears unharmed... then the wings turn to ash that falls to the ground. The demon lets out a shriek of anger and pain, clearly wounded but far from finished. Insolent wench! You may have assisted me in my return to this world, but that does not give you the right to defy me! Kneel before me and beg for forgiveness, or I shall make you kneel! He roars, then resumes walking forward... Spoiler: Demon's Detect Traps 1d100 = 93 Unfortunately the demon is a lot more attentive than the bandits were. He stops several steps before the exit and smirks. Your puny traps mean nothing to me! He brings his hands close, flames gathering between them. Soon he's holding a large fireball that he throws at the entrance. As soon as it comes in contact with the first trap spell it explodes, destroying both the entrance and the traps. Not waiting for the flames to die down the fire demon steps through the inferno and out of the mine, then stands there looking proud and powerful. Kneel before your new master, wench! Beg for my forgiveness and I shall forgive your insolence! Defy me again, and I shall break you, until my cock is all you live for! The fire demon roars as he points at the ground in front of him. Yet he does not look at her, as if he doesn't know where she is. Spoiler: Wraith 1d100 = 14 To Ida's disappointment her wraith is not back yet. It might still be somewhere in the mine, or it might be blocked by the demonic flames at the entrance (which are gradually going out).
Garlan thinks about it for a few moments, rubbing his beard as he does, then nods. “I don't see why not, as long as you do not force anyone to become your student.”
Oh, this'll be fun! Overcoat now removed, Lydia's boiled leather armor prevents the underlying dress from giving Ellie too much to stare at aside from her legs and windows of fair flesh at her sides where the leather doesn't cover. "Lemme get these put away first." She steps over to the chest and doffs her bow, quiver, and sword, bending over at the waist as she places the arms into it in order to tempt Ellie the same way she did Garlan. Turning back around as the lid thumps closed, Lydia stays coy while the thigh-length skirt settles around her. "Why don't you help with the chestpiece too, love? The straps are far easier to untie when you aren't wearin' 'em." As Ellie starts working on the knots at the thief's sides, Lydia breaks from her adopted role, growing slightly more serious. "We do need to talk payment before doin' any more, though. Can't have you takin' all my coin, eh?"
"Then I accept the position." Anton chuckles, "And fret not, a student's duty is to learn. If I force them to, they won't even bother listening, making it a waste of time." He replied shaking his head, the old man returns the spear, "Then, I suppose I will return tomorrow after noon to start my duties?" Anton asked, wondering if the captain needed anything else.
Lydia can feel Ellie staring at her butt as she bends over. When she turns around the girl doesn't even try to pretend she wasn't looking as her gaze moves up, stopping at Lydia's chest. “Certainly, miss.” Ellie nods and starts working on the knots at the thief's sides. “I guess not, as amusing as it would be to get all your money... Tell you what. How much my company will cost you depends on your actions. If all you care about is feeling good, then it will cost you 5 Gil. If you decide to be nice and make me feel good as well, then it will cost you only 1 Gil. How does that sound?”
Arissa nods in agreement. “Very well. Let me show you what ingredients I have available and you can tell me what you would like. Then we can talk about the cost.” She starts taking out various ingredients, putting them on the counter in front of Komi. Garlan nods. “Very well, I will see you tomorrow to introduce you to your students. Have a nice day.” It seems the captain does not need anything else from him, at least for now, so Anton is free to go.
"Good morning, yeah i wouldnt mind a quick bite before I head Out" she says and sits down by The Counter, finishing to strap on her armbraces.
"Very well, I'll see you then." Anton nods, turning around to leave. Hmm, with my livelyhood secured, I suppose it's time to see if this village can quench my... "curiosities." The old man thinks to himself, doubting that there'll be a brothel in a small village like this, at least not yet. So he decides to explore his new home, wandering around the village aimlessly for anything interesting... or perhaps until he finds a woman that fits his fancy.
"Your wordin's a mite vague, but I'll agree to that." I was gonna start by "showin' you how it's done" anyway. Lydia waits for Ellie to finish with the armor's straps before lifting it over her head and dropping it onto the floor. "It's so nice to be outta everythin'." She stretches her back, arms crossing over her head, and enjoys the hungry look Ellie gives her. "As much as I love your dress, I'd be more comfortable gettin' you undressed first since you've been so helpful already. Looks like it's one piece, eh? Lift your arms for me." Lydia helps the whore out of her clothes, leaving any undergarments for later. The thief's hands stay chaste for now, resisting the impulse to grope Ellie without moving things along a little more. She probably gets enough of that shit downstairs. She smiles then turns around, an expanse of fair, mostly unblemished skin revealed by the low-backed dress. "My turn~ It's in two--top and skirt--so don't worry too much about damagin' it."
Mylea grunts with irritation, as the beast continues to defy her. "Damn monster... Galza! Smash this!" She holds up the blue crystal.
After buying the ingredients, she decides to make her other stops before heading back. She'd likely revisit this place later after it's more properly set up. She could revist the market in the evenings, but it might good to explore more of the village. (Not sure what to really add here)
{Wow! What a post - well done! Very good capture of the atmosphere } Ida's body shook from the power she was experiencing. Cultists! She had attacked a fucking demon worshipers! The bastards even used their own bodies and souls as a part of the summoning ritual! Or maybe they were guardians of this place... no, that made no sense. If they were guardians, they would not have keyed the demon's seal with their lives. They were insane cultists. Ida snarled as the creature mentioned breaking her. A memory of how she gained those tattoos blinked in her mind - the pain she experienced at that time, and her loving devotion to Bel-Cozril Ethlun... she was already broken once. She would not experience that again. And if the demon wanted her to bow, he would need to work for it. As the demon seemed unable to see them, Ida smiled. They would just use spells that were not flashy and did not betray their position. "Eike, immobilise him~" She whispered. As the woman cast the spell, green skeletal hands burst from the ground, grabbing the demon's legs, and trying to pull him into the ground. Ida at the same time cast a different spell - one that would strike at the target's soul. A skeletal hand surrounded by blue ghostly fire appeared behind the demon and swept through him, like his body was made out of the air, the attack striking straight at the demon's very soul.
“Right away!” Vivian leaves for a bit and comes back with her breakfast. This early in the morning the place is practically empty – only Vivian and two other waitresses are present, even Patricia is not there. The other guests are either still asleep, or already out and about. Arthuria is able to finish her breakfast in peace before Vivian takes the empty plate away. The blonde knight is now ready to face the day. Spoiler: Random Encounter 1d100 = 42 To Anton's disappointment he does not meet anyone of particular note. He hears a rumor about two people competing who will open a better brothel, but that seems to be for the future. He also stumbles upon a small, family-owned potion store, but that's about it. Ellie obediently lifts up her hands and allows Lydia to remove her dress. Her bra and panties are dark red, and quite sexy and provocative. “Certainly, miss.” She starts by removing the short skirt and letting it fall to the floor. Next she lifts up and removes the top, dropping it on the floor as well. “You have such nice skin, miss...” she comments as she lightly touches Lydia's exposed back, though her hands do not stray to any inappropriate places just yet. Spoiler: Avella's Prayer 1d100 = 67 Magic – Divine: +20 Total: 87 In response to her prayer Avella can feel the holy shield around her grow stronger. Spoiler: Attack 1d100 = 19 Sword Fighting: +30 Horn damage resistance: -5 Total: 44 Her attack lands, but the beast's horns prove difficult to cut and all she manages to do is break off a small part of one. In response the monster opens its jaw and unleashes a frost breath right at her. She has no time to dodge and is pushed back several steps. Thankfully her holy shield holds fast and absorbs all the damage, a few cracks the only indication that it has been weakened by the beast's attack. Avella notices that the damaged horn has darkened less than the intact one, though both continue to grow darker. “Gladly!” Galza grins, takes aim, and punches the crystal... [spoilr=Galza's attack]1d100 = 12 Galza's Combat skill: +30 Crystal's damage resistance: -10 Total: 32[/spoiler] “Ouch!” Galza grimaces in pain as her fist collides with the blue crystals. A few large cracks and numerous smaller ones appear on its surface, but it remains intact. Looks like it will take a few more blows to break it. Spoiler: Beast's move 1d100 = 23 Agility: +20 Total: 43 The beast growls angrily when the crystal is damaged and attempts to rush Galza, but Jonas blocks its path. He doesn't get a chance to attack, the monster quick to pull out of his range, but he has bought Mylea and her orcish companion time to finish the job. All the ingredients coast her 10 Gil in total – a bit on the expensive side, but Arissa explains that quality has a price. As Komi comes out of the potion store she notices that the general store is now open, so she could visit it if she still wants to before leaving the market. Spoiler: Eike's spell 1d100 = 71 Eike's Necromancy: +30 Total: 101 Eike nods and gets to work. Soon green skeletal hands burst from the ground and grab the demon's legs. He is still too strong so they are unable to pull him into the ground, but he is immobilized for the time being. Spoiler: Ida's spell 1d100 = 88 Necromancy: +30 Tattoos of power: +20 Total: 133 While the demon is focused on the hands holding him in place the ghostly hand strikes with unerring accuracy. The demon lets out a hiss of pain followed by an angry growl. Insolent- He starts, but then manages to calm down. Instead he raises his hands in the air, looks up at the night sky, and starts chanting in some guttural demon language Ida has never heard before. Soon flames appear up in the sky: First a few, then a dozen, several dozens, hundreds... the demon finishes chanting, then brings down his hands and the flames start falling down, exploding as they hit the ground. Spoiler: Demon's spell 1d100 = 52 Fire Magic: +40 Total: 92 The demonic spell has a very wide area of effect - Ida estimates that it must cover everything in about 100 meters radius around the demon. Avoiding a direct hit is easy, since the flames are not aimed. Avoiding damage, however, is impossible – there are simply too many. Some of them explode close to where Ida and Eike are, and both women feel the sting of the demonic flames. While they receive no physical damage they feel weaker as pain wracks their bodies. Spoiler: Ghosts 1d100 = 68 Luckily her ghosts also avoid a direct hit, so while weakened they have not been destroyed. Last chance, wench! KNEEL BEFORE YOUR MASTER! The last shout is so loud and powerful that a regular person would have been terrified into compliance. Unfortunately for the demon Ida and Eike are not regular people and are not so easily swayed. As the rain of fire finally ends Ida notices her wraith come out of the mine at last. She also notices that the demon has been weakened – both from her spell, and from his own, having wasted a lot of power for a spell that ultimately did very little. Yet he still seems confident in his victory. Either this demon is really powerful, or really arrogant and overconfident. Or a mix of both options – with demons one can never be sure.
With a disappointed sigh, the only good news seemed to be for the future brothels to open. Which gave the old man an idea, with his meals, and lodging already taken care of for the week. He attempts to invest in the future brothel owner's endeavors, hoping to allow them to open their business even just a day faster. The old man searches for the source of the rumor, trying to see if they're worthy of running such a "fine" establishment.
Ida frowned as something struck her... how did the demon know she was a woman? That... was something to look up later. Now, it was best to take the demon's attention away from wright and bring its attention to her, so that her undead had an easy opening to strike demon's back while it was distracted. She gathered her power, in another powerful strike - as both she and Eike cast their powerful spells, Ida taunted the demon. "You demand submission!? You are yet to prove your strength, demon!" Ida called with a laugh, as she cast a powerful death spell! A string of green fire crashed against the demon, slowing him down, weakening him and damaging him.
Feeling Strenghtend from The Breakfast she goes Out to The barracks to meet her New Recruits and begin their First Day of Training.
"Well, at least you're here willingly" Ganith shrugged idly. He then began to tell her his story...or at least parts of his story that might resonate with her and some elaboration. "I'm a bastard, obviously. My mother was a barmaid and I never knew my father. I probably don't want to, dragons aren't particularly known for taking care of their young. I am grateful in a sense though, because it left me with some of the better traits of being one without all the anger issues. So i decided to put my natural abilities to work. I help people and solve problems that others normally couldn't. I guess you could call me a bit of an adventurer." Of course, Mercenary would be the better term, but she doesn't have to know that. "And of course, Obviously I came to Marika because I thought i could help out." He examined how his words had an effect on her(if any), then leaned in closer to her and spoke in a hushed tone "Which brings me to my next question. Your boss doesn't seem to be a particularly savory sort of man. His words seemed to suggest that every woman here has her price. You say the pay isn't bad and the work isn't demanding. He doesn't force you to sleep with the clientele, does he?"
Avella gets pushed away from beast but protection of Everlight shield her from the frost breath of the beast. It look like that monster didn't managed yet charge up his claws attack, but horns grow darker, so she can't let it finish. Elven paladin get up and charge again at beast, aiming again to horns. Avella noticed that part of beast body didn't get healed, so it must be weak point.
"I adore your lingerie! You'll have to tell me where it's from." Lydia's undergarments are brown, simple, and utilitarian, a stark contrast from the expensive dress. She melts a little into Ellie's touch, leaning back into the faux-chaste girl. "If you say so, love. I was never able to take much care of it." She shrugs, though the compliment still warms her heart. Lydia abruptly turns around, standing intimately face-to-face with the whore, and reaches her arms around the working girl's back. "Let's get these last bits off, eh?" She whispers, low and sweet, as she unclasps the other woman's bra before kneeling to pull down the red pair of panties, blowing on them a little first to tease the girl before removing them.
