Hearing her family name, Mirellia's eyes widened, instinctively getting ready to draw her rapier. Which she didn't bring with her. Tsk. I'll have to warn Gunther. They're probably aiming for him. But wild hunt, what does an urban legend have to do with this? She asked herself, as she heard the footsteps. Making her move away from the door, and immediately acting as though she's simply pacing along the hall way.
Gustav nods, as they walk together. Heading down to the frontmost chamber, the witchers see a bearded man sitting at the table, drinking something hot from a mug. He looks over to Trista, nodding curtly. "I'm Ignazy. You here to talk, or should I just transform and get this over with?" Through the cave entrance, the daylight streams in, hurting Trista's eyes, but she can position herself away from it.
“Of course, my lady.” Varrin promised. Oh, how I'd love to go deep and hard inside you... Maybe it was the wine talking, but the thought made his cock twitch in his pants. He took a moment to admire Angelica's lingerie-clad derriere, then got to work. The young man put his hands on the MILF's shoulders and began massaging her, at first lightly, but quickly getting more forceful. “Do let me know if you want me to focus on a particular spot.” As he kept massaging his mother, Varrin's hands gradually moved lower, soon reaching her butt...
"You're not the only one I've assigned to this task." Sophia looks at him. "But your role is important. There's a woman, an agent of the Eternal Fire. She's been making a list of every group that's entered town to try and find Dijkstra's vault. I want you to take her, question her, and find the list. Knowing who's after the prize will be instrumental in helping the right group get it." She opens her desk, rummaging around. "I have ways to get you into the Eternal Fire's inquisition, if you want to use deception. I can also put you in contact with the local criminal element, if you'd rather use violence."
As she thinks about the old man, she sees him walking down the hallway towards her. "Ah, my dear. I've found the room we're supposed to go to."
"Good, lead the way then." Mirellia said in a stern tone, despite the slight blush she had on her cheeks. Which would give Gunther the idea that the moans coming from the various rooms were getting to her.
Angelica lets out a series of soft moans as her son works away the tenseness in her body. "Mmmh... Surprise me."
Gunther smiles. "I do apologise, my dear, for the type of place I've brought you to." He leads her through more hallways filled with pleasure rooms, until they reach a more utilitarian area. Heading through a changing room and into a cramped medical office, Mirellia sees a bespectacled thirty something man in the robes of a mage, looking back at her. The mage gives a brief bow, and a polite smile that seems genuine. "Hello again, Gunther. And this must be Lady Mirellia, I assume? Charmed." The man looks at her with an unusual lack of lust, but otherwise seems kind and well natured.
“As my lady wishes.” Varrin began massaging Angelica's ass, very much enjoying himself. He would have taken his cock out, if not for the fact that both of his hands were occupied. Soon Varrin's hands moved down one stocking-clad leg, massaging as they went, before going back up to the MILF's butt and massaging it some more, his fingers “accidentally” rubbing the area between her legs a few times. Then he did the same to her other leg, before returning to her ass once more. “I think this part needs some more attention, but the fabric is getting in the way. Should I remove it, my lady?” He asked politely as his thumb once more rubbed the area between Angelica's legs – completely accidentally, of course...
Walking down the room, she surveys it trying to think of who to approach or how and then, freezes. "Alain?" Keeping her voice down not to make a scene, she's aware there's many questions on both ends. "Why...how..I'm pretty sure this isn't training." Feeling the need to approach, she does her best to stay quiet at the same time. "What are you even doing in a place like this to begin with?"
"Don't worry about it. But I do hope your security isn't lacking. It'll be a problem if by some chance, someone is planning on kidnapping a wealthy merchant such as yourself." Mirellia said as they walked through the hallways, filled with lustful moans. Thankfully, her urges had been quenched recently. Making Mirellia keep her composure. And as they finally arrived at their destination, she raises an eyebrow. "Hello? I wager he's the person you're meeting?" She greeted back, before asking Gunther. "What would you want with a mage?" She wondered.
"Mmh!" Angelica lets out a moan through gritted teeth. "I-I'm not sure that's... Y-Yes, do it." She looks back at him and gives a shy nod.
"Hey!" Alain smiles, but realises that his mother isn't exactly happy. "I-uh, well..." He blushes. "I may have been kicked out of the count's castle." Looking at the floor shyly, he says "He heard me playing one day and was impressed, so much that he invited me to play for some dignitaries at a banquet. I, well, messed up my performance, so the count said that I should 'make myself useful for once' and come help my parents."
Gunther sits down in a waiting chair, and the mage gestures for Mirellia to sit as well if she wants to. "I'm Samuel. There's a certain vault here in the city, filled with artifacts, that I've been tasked to obtain. Gunther has agreed to help me do that." Gunther looks over to his daughter-in-law. "I know this isn't exactly what you signed on for, dear, but I'd like you to help me."
Danielle's face clearly wants to scowl, but for many reasons she can't do it in public. "You..." She paused and thought of this. "We can't talk here. Go to the counter and buy me a room so we can talk in private. I need to make a good impression on the madam for now so she thinks that I'll do things like this." At least if Alain bought the room that took care of one of her problems with making the brothel money without her needing to resort to sex. That was a stroke of some good luck, it seemed. As long as the brothel got paid and someone could make a recommendation for her later, without needing to actually fuck them, some good came out of it. Though there was still a lot more to talk about. "We'll talk more when there isn't too many people....it's best they don't know how we're related."
“Right away, my lady!” Varrin gave a nod that was a bit too eager and hooked Angelica's panties with his fingers, then slowly pulled them down her legs, finally exposing her tempting ass to him. Once the panties were off her dropped them on the floor and used the chance to take his hard dick out, then went back to the MILF's butt. “Ah, yes, much better,” the young man commented as he resumed the massage, making it hard to tell if he meant Angelica's naked butt, his cock that was finally free of the confines of his pants, or both. “Doesn't this feel much better, my lady?” He asked as one of this thumbs “accidentally” brushed against his mother's nether lips.
Verena stays light on her feet and keeps them infront of her as She moves backwards and Sideways, slashing with her Sword at them when they are in range.
"Oh, uh, okay..." The young man heads to the counter and speaks to the concierge, reluctantly handing over a sum of money. Afterwards, he returns to her. "I got a room, Mot-, I mean...Danielle. S-Shall we?" He holds out a hand. Heading upstairs, mother and son enter into a small but pleasant looking bedroom. "Wait, so, you got a job here? As a...you know?"
"Vault?" Mirellia repeated, recalling the Zerakanian's words. "This fault... it doesn't happen to be related to a Dijkstra does it?" She asked, glaring for a moment. "But, very well. I suppose I did say I was going to help. What is it you need me to do exactly?"
Angelica presses her face against the pillow, and so misses Varrin revealing his cock. She lets out a moan as he touches her pussy, finding her damp already. "B-Be careful, honey."
