"I had a hell of a time of it, with you gone." She says dismissively. "Creditors, other families, corrupt politicians... It was a struggle not to lose everything. Our other cousin is tied up in the basement after trying a 'hostile takeover'." She shrugs. "Of course I'd keep Evir'i, you'd be a fool not to." The blonde elf sighs and crosses her arms beneath her bust, the movement an act of irritation. "You're here to 'take back what's yours', I take it? Rob me of everything I've worked so hard to build and keep stable?"
Trista smile and put sword on her back. "Let's strip them both of their armor, we will see for who it will fit. And tied that living one, maybe he will answer for few questions." Trista said as she unwraping straps and locks on knocked out elf.
She looks defiantly at him, but as the dildo nearly exits her, and she's faced with the prospect of serious harm, she relents. "F-Fine... P-please, whip my ass, sir..." She blushes fiercely as the words come out, cheeks and chest going red.
'I should have expected that whoever took over would not be happy to see me again,' Ard chuckled and crossed his own arms, mimicking his cousin, 'For what it is worth, I am glad you are in charge instead of... whichever of our esteemed cousins tried to take it by force. And I have to thank you for keeping things afloat in my absence.' 'No, I certainly do not intend to take everything away from you and throw you on the street. I cannot claim to know what happened here in the last years, but you have earned your position in this house, I would say,' Ard said, 'Besides, there are more pressing matters than what belongs to whom. I have to warn Auberon about Eredin's treachery. I apologise about the deception but I had to be sure you are not already working with them. Would you have really married Caranthir? Just curious.'
"Hmm... I did say beg, but I guess it's a good start." Lutz said as he grabbed the dildo and pushed it all the way into the busty elf, up to her very womb. After that, he grabbed a whip and walked behind the elf. "Make sure to count. You miss even one, I will start from the begging." He said as he swished the whip hitting the woman's ass. SMACK! There was a loud sound, but he made sure to hit lightly. Of course, the woman would still be surprised and it would sting, but it wasn't anything serious.
The surviving elf is knocked out without much trouble, while Trista judges their armour. @asddas193 Pulling the armour off of the dead and live elves, they find that though the armour is bulky and imposing, it's made for elves, who tend to be quite thin, and therefore Varrin, Mirellia or Trista would be able to put the armour on, though the latter to would have to wrap their breasts tightly.
Eileann's eyes narrow in suspicion, as she seems not to fully trust that he's willing to let her have the estate, but she lets it ride for now. "They say the king is on the road right now. He was off for a pleasure trip with his new mistress, a round eared slave, and now he's coming back. If Eredin is going to make a move, I'm guessing it'd be some sort of ambush on the road. How would you get past his guards and reach his carriage?" She chuckles at his question. "Have you met Caranthir? Of course not! I wouldn't have minded the land and wealth, though." She adds with a smirk, the first sign of friendliness she's shown since he revealed himself.
"Hmm, looks like the armor should fit us, more or less. But we might give our elven... friend a bit of a fright if he comes back and finds two armored riders waiting for him, so we need to be careful. The last thing we want is to cause a misunderstanding." Varrin commented as he examined the elves' armors.
She lets out a small scream as he presses the dildo up, far further than she's seemingly accustomed to. "O-One...T-ah! Two!" She counts as he strikes her.
Trista undress elf to underpants and use straps of his clothes to bound behind his back wrist, albow, knees and ankles, and tied his feet to arms and arms to his hair. "Well, he shouldn't be able to get free." She said and gaged him. After she checked the armor, she decided. "Varrin, Mirellia, I think you two should put these armor on. Gustav and I have already our own, so better if you have some protection too." She said look at bodies. "Well, we have to hide them of open area."
'You are awfully well informed on Auberon's comings and goings,' Ard chuckled, 'A Human mistress you say? Odd, I thought Auberon hated Humans with a passion. Any idea what she looks like?' 'How do you think I got his armour? Caranthir is no more, he tried to stop me from getting here, though I would not have made it here without his portal. So I have to thank him a little at least,' Ard smiled at Evelienn. 'I am not quite sure how to reach Auberon, but Caranthir riding towards his carriage might get his attention,' Ard mused, 'Or I could use grandfather's old armour, I hope you have not sold it. Auberon and grandfather were fairly close, he might be willing to see me wearing that one.'
As yet another whip lands on bust blond's ass, Lutz's eyes land for a moment at his boss. He was not really that interested in her - he did not find her overly attractive. But her mother... He remembered as he tortured her mother on orders of her father - there were a couple of instances of this actually, and mostly it was for sexual fun. Old lord loved to watch his wife tormented, almost as much as she loved being tormented. It was a strange love-hate relationship. There were... exceptions. Previous Lady had been involved in a couple of plots, and Lord had him torture her for answers. As Lutz finished, the spanking, he gently caressed elf's rear. "Now, could you tell us the location?" He asked. {hope there is no problem with added fragment about her family}
"As much as I understand the importance of armor. I'm not suited for heavy ones, since it will hinder ky movements." Mirellia said as she examines the armor, and whether or not she could just wear some parts of it for protection.
Looking around, she sees a small cave near the bluff they were hiding on, where the bodies could be hidden.
Eileann shrugs. "Maybe, but I've found that hatred rarely stops attraction. In any case, I've not seen her myself, but from what I've heard she's a dark haired beauty with large breasts." She huffs obstinately when he suggests she might have sold their grandfather's armour. "How dare you even suggest that? What do you take me for?" She scowls at him, but it looks more cute than intimidating. "It's still where you left it, clean as it was then, thanks to Evir'i."
"Okay, let's first move the bodies - it will be easier to carry them if we're not wearing armor." Varrin suggested as he stood next to the body of the dead elf and waited for someone to help him carry it.
(No problem at all. Feel free to throw backstory stuff in when you like.) The elf whimpers. "I-I... Fine. E-Elvira's Book Emporium. In the back... there's a certain book. If I speak certain words jnto it, it'll open up a portal."
Looking it over, Mirellia judges that she could probably put on the breastplate and maybe the pauldrons. It won't conceal her at all, as her face will still be exposed, but it'll protect her, at least. Gustav approaches and helps him carry the dead man. @Regin34 The still living elf starts to stir.
Ard wondered if that could be Varrin's sister, he chuckled, 'You are so adorable when you are angry, that certainly has not changed.' Ard smiled at Evelienn, 'Yet, you have certainly grown up in the meanwhile. So different from the young elf I used to know, and you definitely did not use to wear dresses like that.'
