The Witcher - Stories from The Path RP

Stepping through the portal, the group finds themselves in a place quite different from the area they came from. Picturesque and alien, they look at buildings far more advanced than even those in Nilfgaard.
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The others have no idea where they are, but Ard is keenly aware that for the first time in a long time, he's home.
Ard looked around if anyone had noticed their arrival, trying to get his bearings.
"I take we still aren't in our world... are we?" Mirellia said as they saw the strange city. Before basking in the sights, she looks around cautiously, just in case any hostiles were nearby.
'No, you are in my world now. Welcome to Tir na Lia, the capital of the Aen Elle,' Ard told the older human woman.
 
"Nice place..." Varrin started looking around, both to get familiar with their new surroundings and to search for any nearby enemies.
"I take we still aren't in our world... are we?" Mirellia said as they saw the strange city. Before basking in the sights, she looks around cautiously, just in case any hostiles were nearby.
Ard looked around if anyone had noticed their arrival, trying to get his bearings.

'No, you are in my world now. Welcome to Tir na Lia, the capital of the Aen Elle,' Ard told the older human woman.

Looking around, they see that they're in an overlook, across a river from a large city. The overlook, however, is in wilderness, with no inhabitants around in the immediate vicinity. Given the way the Wild Hunt members murdered their own men, Mirellia, Varrin, Ard and Trista suspect that the portal was created intentionally in a spot where they wouldn't draw attention.

If the huntsmen intend to return, they haven't done it yet. The paths leading here are clear.
 
"Well..." He smiles back, charmingly if not confidently. "Life as a witcher has got to be pretty hard, right? Living on the road, there's not much time for...stress relief, I'd imagine." He blushes harder, but meets her gaze. "Why don't I help you with that? Make you feel good?"
She lets out a snort

"And You think You can provide that? Have You ever been with a Women before? Your not exactly subtle..."
 
She lets out a snort

"And You think You can provide that? Have You ever been with a Women before? Your not exactly subtle..."
Matthias chuckles with her. "Okay, maybe I could have put that better, but I figured it would be better to be honest with a witcher." He stands. "I've been with enough women to know how to please one. I think you're beautiful, and I really do want to thank you for my rescue. So, how about it?"
 
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"Indeed, but I would have thought you'd be up to the task." She looks at Lutz reproachingly. "You have plenty of time. This estate is owned by a friend of mine, so there's no risk of being interrupted. As for her friends, the ones powerful enough to help her wouldn't care if they knew that she's missing, and the ones who would care are in no position to rescue her."

"That is doable then." Lutz nodded. "Is she a magic-user?" He asked as he looked at the woman. Those kind of people were annoying. "Also, what is the information I am to extract?"
 
Matthias chuckles with her. "Okay, maybe I could have put that better, but I figured it would be better to be honest with a witcher." He stands. "I've been with enough women to know how to please one. I think you're beautiful, and I really do want to thank you for my rescue. So, how about it?"
She approaches him and smiles

"You are Good looking and I like You. All right then, I won't turn You down. But don't expect much more. We can't be together or anything. Don't expect things like that ok?"
 
"That is doable then." Lutz nodded. "Is she a magic-user?" He asked as he looked at the woman. Those kind of people were annoying. "Also, what is the information I am to extract?"
"She is." The beautiful noble nods. "But her magic skills are in divination and speaking with the dead, not combat. In any case, her shackles are made of dimeterium, which cut off her access to magic." The elf says something angrily, but the gag muffles her.

"As for the information, I want her to tell me how I get to Tir na Lia." The noble says a name that Lutz has never heard before.
 
Looking around, they see that they're in an overlook, across a river from a large city. The overlook, however, is in wilderness, with no inhabitants around in the immediate vicinity. Given the way the Wild Hunt members murdered their own men, Mirellia, Varrin, Ard and Trista suspect that the portal was created intentionally in a spot where they wouldn't draw attention.

If the huntsmen intend to return, they haven't done it yet. The paths leading here are clear.
"So, what are we going to do now? We can't stay here forever, yet we are in another world and the locals are unlikely to be any friendlier than the guy we killed..." And we still have no idea where to look for Maddie...
 
She approaches him and smiles

"You are Good looking and I like You. All right then, I won't turn You down. But don't expect much more. We can't be together or anything. Don't expect things like that ok?"
Mathias nods. "I know, life on the path doesn't allow for that kind of thing. My life isn't in that kind of place, either. I'm not proposing, or anything." He grins. "Now why don't you get a little more comfortable?" He gestures to her armour. The deserter might be doing this to give her pleasure, but clearly he's not against the idea of seeing the witcher naked.
 
Ard looked around if anyone had noticed their arrival, trying to get his bearings.

'No, you are in my world now. Welcome to Tir na Lia, the capital of the Aen Elle,' Ard told the older human woman.
Looking around, they see that they're in an overlook, across a river from a large city. The overlook, however, is in wilderness, with no inhabitants around in the immediate vicinity. Given the way the Wild Hunt members murdered their own men, Mirellia, Varrin, Ard and Trista suspect that the portal was created intentionally in a spot where they wouldn't draw attention.

If the huntsmen intend to return, they haven't done it yet. The paths leading here are clear.

"So... we're in the world of elves then." Mirellia said, letting out a relieved sigh as there seemed ro be no hostile enemies yet. "I don't suppose opening another portal to our world is possible, is it?"
 
Mathias nods. "I know, life on the path doesn't allow for that kind of thing. My life isn't in that kind of place, either. I'm not proposing, or anything." He grins. "Now why don't you get a little more comfortable?" He gestures to her armour. The deserter might be doing this to give her pleasure, but clearly he's not against the idea of seeing the witcher naked.
She grins back and undoes The straps on her Armour, letting it fall on The Wooden Floor. She removes her Gloves and boots after that, revealing her Well formed Tits and Body.

"Like what You see yes?" She smirks knowingly
 
"She is." The beautiful noble nods. "But her magic skills are in divination and speaking with the dead, not combat. In any case, her shackles are made of dimeterium, which cut off her access to magic." The elf says something angrily, but the gag muffles her.

"As for the information, I want her to tell me how I get to Tir na Lia." The noble says a name that Lutz has never heard before.

"Understood." Lutz nodded. "It will take some time. Will you be staying and watching?" He asked and paused. "Will her things be needed undamaged?"
 
Looking around, they see that they're in an overlook, across a river from a large city. The overlook, however, is in wilderness, with no inhabitants around in the immediate vicinity. Given the way the Wild Hunt members murdered their own men, Mirellia, Varrin, Ard and Trista suspect that the portal was created intentionally in a spot where they wouldn't draw attention.

If the huntsmen intend to return, they haven't done it yet. The paths leading here are clear.
"So... we're in the world of elves then." Mirellia said, letting out a relieved sigh as there seemed ro be no hostile enemies yet. "I don't suppose opening another portal to our world is possible, is it?"
"So, what are we going to do now? We can't stay here forever, yet we are in another world and the locals are unlikely to be any friendlier than the guy we killed..." And we still have no idea where to look for Maddie...
'We could head for my estate to lay low until this blows over, but I would probably have to take you in as slaves, everyone would attack a group of armed and armoured humans on sight here,' Ard said, 'Or... we try to stop this coup d'état before it happens, if it has not already happened. King Auberon might be willing to overlook your human nature and open a portal home for you, if you saved his life and throne.'

'Or, you go in the wilderness, try to find a unicorn and ask it to open a portal for you,' Ard chuckled.
 
Looking around, they see that they're in an overlook, across a river from a large city. The overlook, however, is in wilderness, with no inhabitants around in the immediate vicinity. Given the way the Wild Hunt members murdered their own men, Mirellia, Varrin, Ard and Trista suspect that the portal was created intentionally in a spot where they wouldn't draw attention.

If the huntsmen intend to return, they haven't done it yet. The paths leading here are clear.
Trista looking around the new world, forgetting about her state.
"I heard about this place in tales and legends but see it on own eyes... It is magnificent."
'We could head for my estate to lay low until this blows over, but I would probably have to take you in as slaves, everyone would attack a group of armed and armoured humans on sight here,' Ard said, 'Or... we try to stop this coup d'état before it happens, if it has not already happened. King Auberon might be willing to overlook your human nature and open a portal home for you, if you saved his life and throne.'

'Or, you go in the wilderness, try to find a unicorn and ask it to open a portal for you,' Ard chuckled.
Trista look at elf.
"What exactly do you mean with acting us as slaves? Some dress code or special comments?" She asked worried about what happened next.
 
"So, what are we going to do now? We can't stay here forever, yet we are in another world and the locals are unlikely to be any friendlier than the guy we killed..." And we still have no idea where to look for Maddie...
"So... we're in the world of elves then." Mirellia said, letting out a relieved sigh as there seemed ro be no hostile enemies yet. "I don't suppose opening another portal to our world is possible, is it?"
'We could head for my estate to lay low until this blows over, but I would probably have to take you in as slaves, everyone would attack a group of armed and armoured humans on sight here,' Ard said, 'Or... we try to stop this coup d'état before it happens, if it has not already happened. King Auberon might be willing to overlook your human nature and open a portal home for you, if you saved his life and throne.'

'Or, you go in the wilderness, try to find a unicorn and ask it to open a portal for you,' Ard chuckled.
@Regin34 Isabella, the busty sorceress, gives a grunt of irritation at Ard's remark. "Smartass. The second option sounds riskier, but potentially more rewarding. The problem is that we have to trust you. She looks around at the group. "Do you think we should trust him? Do we even have a choice?"
 
"Understood." Lutz nodded. "It will take some time. Will you be staying and watching?" He asked and paused. "Will her things be needed undamaged?"
She nods, taking a seat in an elegant chair, and taking up a glass of wine. "Her things are up to you, those aren't precious."

The elf gives an angry remark, and the noble smirks. "In fact, now that I think about it... I still want her body intact, but feel free to make her a little more...obedient." the last word sounds a little ominous.
 
Trista looking around the new world, forgetting about her state.
"I heard about this place in tales and legends but see it on own eyes... It is magnificent."

Trista look at elf.
"What exactly do you mean with acting us as slaves? Some dress code or special comments?" She asked worried about what happened next.
'The dress code depends mostly on the owner, but it generally involves clothing that cannot conceal weapons and some mark signifying the owner. My former slaves had a silver armlet with my heraldry on it,' Ard looked at the witcher.
@Regin34 Isabella, the busty sorceress, gives a grunt of irritation at Ard's remark. "Smartass. The second option sounds riskier, but potentially more rewarding. The problem is that we have to trust you. She looks around at the group. "Do you think we should trust him? Do we even have a choice?"
'I do owe you for helping to bring down Caranthir and I am an elf of honour,' Ard said, 'I swore an oath of chivalry to the Lady of the Lake, after all. If we head to the royal palace, I have to warn you, Caranthir was no slouch and his magic was impressive, but Imlerith and Eredin, who I suspect are leading this coup are on another level from him.'
 
"How are You supposed to make Me feel good if You don't touch Me?" She snorts
He nods and approaches, kissing her lips and caressing her breasts, before his hands reach up to push her down onto the bed. He spreads her legs, teasingly kissing his way up her thigh. "Time to repay the favour." He moves in, licking her pussy lips and miving upwards to find her clit. He's clearly quite skilled, but her lifestyle of harsh living with little opportunity for sex and masturbation means that she's highly sensitive, makes him seem like a master to her, his licks sending waves of pleasure to her brain.
 
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