The Crusade of Arae

[Icaelus]

Her protests obviously not getting through to Crystella, Jeanne didn't exactly push the matter further. Some part of her just wanted that cock, stuffed up as far as it could go in any of her holes.
She shook her head, shivering slightly at the thought. Just how much of a slut was she to be thinking like this? Ugh.
The girl glanced up at Crystella, who had stopped and turned to her, a smirk on her pretty face. The siren dragged her into a sudden, intimate hug, whispering gently into her ear for her to hold her breath.
"Uh, what?"
Her question was soon answered as Crystella smashed her lips against hers, apparently breathing excess air into her lungs! Jeanne did as told, despite her surprise. But she had a bad feeling about this. Only one thing required you to hold your breath..

They sank slowly in the water, Jeanne unable to keep herself floating in the embrace that she and the siren shared. Okay, okay. Stay cool. She wouldn't let her drown, right?
As with that thought, the siren released her hug, instead grasping hold of her wrist and swimming down for the lakebed. Darkness enveloped them as they traversed the depths, a rather comforting gesture for the half-demon, actually. The shadows were the same anywhere, underwater or aboveground.
Still, the niggling feeling that that she was going to eventually drown continually poked at her thought. They were REALLY deep now, deeper than she could've ever imagined the lake to be..
She thought of opening her mouth to speak..but yeah, the whole underwater thing. Open orifices and water don't mesh too well functionally. A tunnel came into view eventually..was this Crystella's abode? The siren led on, swimming them both through the unlit tunnel. It was darker than sin, though it posed no problem for her night vision. Nothing much to see, anyway. Just rocks and a couple fishes.
Jeanne looked away from another passing fish, back towards the leading Crystella. A pool of light lit up the surface of the water nearby and she nearly breathed a sigh of relief, till she abruptly remembered that air was something of a precious commodity underwater. Especially when you had no way to breathe there.
They soon broke the surface, Crystella then followed by Jeanne, who surfaced with a large gasp, promptly throwing herself onto the sweet, sweet earth. Thank God for a solid surface. She was panting heavily, though not from oxygen deprivation or anything of the sort, but rather from being out of her natural environment for so long..plus quite a good bit of her own lusting needs. She was incredibly horny right now. In truth, she had nearly came from Crystella's previous rough treatment, kept from just tipping over the edge.
She needed to come. Really, really, bad. A lusty half-smile curled her rosy lips as Crystella asked if she was ready for the "main course". Really now. Of course she was. And even if she wasn't, she very much doubted if the siren would've waited.
Jeanne crawled up on all fours onto the floor of the cave, a luminous plant throwing a dull blue sheen on her pale, snowy skin. She reached both her hands to her lady parts, fingers spreading both her tight asscheeks and the lips of her pussy apart.
"P-please use me."
She moaned, a pleading note in her voice. The girl was visibly trembling with anticipation, shivering with need.

[Zankio]

Vyn is taken aback by their words. A band of followers, her tired mind struggles to take in the weight of this discovery. The feeling of refreshing water running down her parched throat was almost enough relief to produce a soft moan from her, catching her breath once the waterskin was drained she notices one of them using magic to refill it. Her eyes fixated on the caster as her performs the ritual, she finds herself eager to learn what she can from them. "How pleasantly useful, I-" Vyn cuts herself off as she hears a sudden crash. Vyn notices the sudden re-appearance of the woman from earlier. She ultimately decides to investigate her after she gets some rest, she wouldn't want her tiredness to stand in the way of a good opportunity to test herself against another champion, if the light haired girl even was another one.

Turning towards the nearest one of the travelers, she asks. "Where should I sleep? I'd prefer to get some rest before we set out again."

[A Vision of Sound]

Vyn and Ezra:

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Ezra screams to the heavens, like something out of a bad revenge movie. Never the less, she recovers and huddles over with spite in her eyes. As Vyn asks Rork where she can sleep, he spreads his arms and shrugs faintly, "Anywhere, really. I apologize if you don't have your own sleeping roll...I'm afraid none of us can spare any. I don't even have one myself, or I would offer it to you." And sure enough, by taking a look around, everyone has virtually nothing to sleep with other than the clothes on their backs. You'd imagine that at least one person in a caravan would have a sleeping roll or at least a blanket, but no dice. The sky is beginning to get brighter, signalling that dawn is approaching. Damn, you really should get some sleep!

Vyn's status:

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Status: 
Health: 22/24
Mind: Very tired.
Nutriments: Peckish.
Affects: Elf race (Passive mana regeneration along with a slightly larger mana pool)
Physical Arsenal: Je'bahdi Crystal, loaded with: 20 copper, 5 silver.
Mental Arsenal: Nature's Nourishment, Zephyr's Whisper, Charm Animal.
Equipment: Light armor in perfect condition. A satchel in good shape, filled with: Blueberries.
Core: 
Strength – 5
Dexterity - 5
Constitution – 4
Intelligence – 5
Charisma – 3
Luck – 3
Corruption - 3

Ezra's status:

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Status:
Health: 28/29 (27+2)
Mind: Horny. (-1 Intelligence)
Nutriments: Hungry. Thirsty. Fatigued. Very tired.
Affects: Venombrawlers (+2 to health) Slightly bloated with cum.
Physical Arsenal: Je'bahdi Crystal, loaded with: 4 silver.
Mental Arsenal: None.
Equipment: Flimsy heavy gauntlets. Light cloth armor in good condition. A well-made, well-maintained dagger. A backpack, containing: Ulmnioson fruit.
Core:
Strength – 7
Dexterity - 7
Constitution - 6
Intelligence - 2 (-1)
Charisma - 2
Perception - 4
Luck - 1
Corruption - 5

Jeanne:

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The Siren smiles and lets loose a hem as she watches your sultry display, the lips of your cunt and your puckered asshole just waiting to be fucked. You shiver as a drop of moisture seeps out of your cunny and trails down your thighs, and that seemed to have kick-started the siren into action. You can feel her moving behind you, but instead of a thick, hard cock pressing against your pussy, you're surprised by a soft, wet, pulsing tongue! She presses her tongue against the little drip of fem-cum along your thigh, then licks allllll the way up to your cunt, gulping noisily as she moans softly. "Mmmh...You're delicious..." She rolls out, before you feel the soft, warm air of her mouth gently brushing against your engorged pussy. You suppress a shudder and nearly squirt out another dribble of femcum as the warm air hits you, making the siren giggle. "I oh so love to taste delicious lips such as yours...Don't worry my Love, you'll get my baby-maker soon enough." She promises, before she spreads the lips of your cunt and presses her face forwards, planting a firm, messy kiss against your twat.

You nearly cum on the spot (Or perhaps you do?) From the contact against your sopping-wet nether regions. She only kisses your pussy for now, though she gradually develops into a make-out session, moaning silently into your rump as she kneads your asscheeks. She then raises her hand and spanks you, staining your pale flesh red. She even grips your hips and forces you to hump back against her tongue, moaning in between breaths, "Mmm! Such a- Dirty- Whore!" As she does so, she drags her tongue up your cunt with every thrust of your hips, before she pulls your ass forcefully enough to let her tongue squeeze between your lips and slide inside of you. She moans breathily into your ass as she gyrates her tongue in and out of you, up and down, side to side, in and out, hitting every single spot of yours and then some as she rather expertly eats you out. You can hear a soft squishing sound over your moans and her messy kisses, and you suspect the siren would be jerking her cock while she tongue-fucked you. The thought of taking that thick, blue dick in your pussy is enough to make you swoon, and you really can't wait for it.

Crystella slowly withdraws her tongue from your buzzing pussy, and slowly licks up the bottom of your cunt, nearing your asshole. She gives the puckered star a single lick, before giggling while raising a finger to gently start coaxing at your rosebud, obviously intent on stretching you in both holes.

Status:
Health: 24/24
Mind: Feeling rather airy and giddy, you just want to have fun! Extremely horny. (-3 Intelligence)
Nutriments: Perfectly healthy.
Affects: Half-demon. (+10 corruption.) Extremely horny.
Physical Arsenal: Je'bahdi Crystal, loaded with: 20 copper, 5 silver.
Mental Arsenal: Slayshade, Death's Melody, Reaper's Cloak, Shadowstep.
Equipment: Black leather gear in good condition, everything upkept to a very respectable degree. A belt, utterly broken, unable to hold anything whatsoever as it would be completely frayed, and ruined in some areas. A longsword of master quality, and along the guard is a blue gem infused with magical energy. The sword is enchanted, causing it to swing faster with the aid of magic from the user. (Note, it is not lighter, it propels itself based on your attack. It will automatically sap your mana as you use it, though it's a very slight drain, practically unnoticable.) A shortsword also of master's quality, but lacking an enchantment of sorts. A wand of perfect quality, oakwood infused with Vampire's Bane along with a pinch of Ghost Spices to give it a seamless casting ability.
Core:
Strength - 2
Dexterity - 8
Constitution - 4
Intelligence - 7 (-3)
Charisma - 2
Perception - 5
Luck - 2
Corruption - 20

[Zankio]

Stifling a yawn Vyn gives a light shrug. "There are plenty of worse places to sleep, the forest has been my home a long time now." She thanks Rork again for all of his help and wishes him a good rest before finding a decent spot to lay down, a small but noticeable distance from the others, hoping she'll get enough rest before she's woken up. Vyn undoes the sheath of her katana resting it on the ground beside her and placing her satchel over it, then carefully removing the metal and otherwise most uncomfortable parts of her armor, leaving her with the thin dark padding that's usually hidden beneath it. Keeping it all in a neat like before laying down next to it and closing her eyes.

[FragranceofMtDew]

The sun was already starting to come up and Ezra was barely keeping her eyes open as it was. Nobody else seemed to have any bedding to sleep on so it looked like she was stuck sleeping on the ground. Whatever, it was nothing she hadn't done before. Ezra removed her gauntlets and dagger and set them beside her before rolling onto her side and trying to get some sleep.

[Icaelus]

Jeanne closed her eyes, dizzy with anticipation at the thought of Crystella's hard, throbbing dick penetrating her. She wanted..no, needed it so badly at this moment right now, unable to stop that trembling of hers as she heard the sloshes of water that signified the siren's approach. Any time now..
A soft shriek of surprise tore from her throat as she felt Crystella's tongue on her waiting cunt, writhing and wriggling around within her soft walls. It withdrew almost as soon as it had came, the siren instead targeting the leak of her steaming wetness trailing down her thigh. Every inch of her pale skin that the naga licked felt as if it was burning, the heat so simulating that she had almost gone over the edge when the warm air of the siren's breath caressed her bare pussy.
As if to finish her off, Crystella planted a sloppy kiss directly on her nether lips, causing Jeanne to finally go over the edge.
She could barely recognize her own voice as she screamed and moaned, her voice pitched high from the orgasm that racked her body. Finally, sweet release. She almost slumped forward onto the ground right then, but some meager measure of strength kept her knees from folding, keeping herself upright and ultimately leaving herself subject to the siren, who began eating her pussy out in earnest while she came.
A hard spank on her ass jolted some strength back into her upper body, her back arching from the shock of the sudden pain as she let out a surprised cry. Jeanne cast a reproachful look over at the Siren as she grabbed her hips, forcing her to hump back and forth against that wet, wriggling tongue of hers.
"I-nngh. I-I'm not a w-aaahhorree!"
Jeanne cried out, her own slutty moans very much contradicting her own words. A sweet gasp was forced from her lips, her face going slack when the siren made the sudden switch to her tight ass, her tongue squirming in her hole like a living thing.
Her fingers dug lines in the earth as she looked for anything to grasp, the pleasure from getting her ass eaten out too much to bear on her own..
The girl looked back over at her lover, her eyes glazed over from the teasing of both her holes.
"Please..stop teasing me, Crystella!I..I can't take it much longer."
A pleading note was obvious in her words. She needed moreeee..much more than just a tongue..

[A Vision of Sound]

Jeanne:

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As you look back and finally manage to get at least a few coherent words out, the siren slowly leans down, spreads your buttcheeks with her hands, and gives both your pussy a firm, heavy lick, while not retracting her tongue as she raises it to slide and rub against your exposed asshole. She then brings her tongue back into her mouth and in one smooth motion, drags her body up until her thick cock presses between your asscheeks, giggling softly as she gives your rump a firm smack. "Mmh...If you really need it that bad..." She begins, giggling softly again as she pushes your asscheeks together to hug against her dick, thrusting gently in and out of your reddened derriere.

Leaning down on top of you now with her cock brushing firstly against your puckered backdoor, and then your clenching pussy, dribbling its thick precum against you all the while, she whispers softly into your ear. "You're going to be such a good mother..." Finishing her sentence with a gentle lick of your ear, before letting the very same appendage that violated both of your lower holes to slide into your ear, though she finishes off with a lick before she gets too into it. Standing back up on her knees, she grips your hip with one hand and grasps the base of her shaft firmly with the other. Leaning forwards, she presses the tip of her herm-dick against your soppingly-wet, leaking folds, and sighs softly. She seems content to just let her own lubrication add to your wetness, and she giggles softly once more as she sets both hands on your hips. Moaning softly as she gently grinds up and down your engorged pink pussy, she looks down into your eyes for just a second, before roughly bucking forwards, spearing you with most of her cock as in one fell swoop followed by a rough hump of her hips, she's bottomed out inside of you.

Crystella lets out an ecstatic moan as she sinks into you, briefly resting her crotch against your butt, before she slowly pulls her hips back until just her tip resided inside of you, wriggling your hips widely while still keeping her dick wet, and thrusts inside of you again, letting out another sweet-sounding moan as she spanks your filthy ass. "O-ooooohhhhh, thaaaat's the stuuuuff...Mmmm, you're so tight, I'm going to fill you un-nnnntiiiil you buuuuurst~!" She moans, spanking your ass again as she bites her lip.

Status:
Health: 24/24
Mind: Feeling rather airy and giddy, you just want to have fun! Extremely horny. (-3 Intelligence)
Nutriments: Perfectly healthy.
Affects: Half-demon. (+10 corruption.) Extremely horny.
Physical Arsenal: Je'bahdi Crystal, loaded with: 20 copper, 5 silver.
Mental Arsenal: Slayshade, Death's Melody, Reaper's Cloak, Shadowstep.
Equipment: Black leather gear in good condition, everything upkept to a very respectable degree. A belt, utterly broken, unable to hold anything whatsoever as it would be completely frayed, and ruined in some areas. A longsword of master quality, and along the guard is a blue gem infused with magical energy. The sword is enchanted, causing it to swing faster with the aid of magic from the user. (Note, it is not lighter, it propels itself based on your attack. It will automatically sap your mana as you use it, though it's a very slight drain, practically unnoticable.) A shortsword also of master's quality, but lacking an enchantment of sorts. A wand of perfect quality, oakwood infused with Vampire's Bane along with a pinch of Ghost Spices to give it a seamless casting ability.
Core:
Strength - 2
Dexterity - 8
Constitution - 4
Intelligence - 7 (-3)
Charisma - 2
Perception - 5
Luck - 2
Corruption - 20

[Icaelus]

Jeanne's hips nearly bucked back against Crystella when she began hotdogging her ass, crazy with wanton lust.
"Pleaaaaassseee! Fuuuck meee!"
She begged, her voice a pitched sob. Still, the Siren took her time getting down to business, obviously a big fan of foreplay which Jeanne had more than enough of already. It was no wonder that the girl froze completely when the Siren leaned forward, the throbbing, pulsing cock brushing against her tight pucker. Her breath caught in her throat, not daring to breathe out. If Crystella wanted to take her in the ass..then this was going to hurt.
A short sigh was audible when the Siren's cock slid on to the other prize, her sopping wet pussy. Crystella's breath was on her ear, hot and breathy, telling her just how good of a mother she would be to her young..
Um, a mother? Probably not just yet..she was a little..young for that, wasn't she? Those thoughts went unheard as the Siren's tongue wormed its way into her ear, making her shiver again. The tip of her dick knocked on the entrance of her pussy as Crystella lined herself up, meeting Jeanne's eyes for just that one moment before she thrust forward, impaling her on her dick.
"Uaaaah!!"
Jeanne screamed her orgasm as she came the hardest she had yet upon the penetration. The cock had slammed right into the ends of her silken folds, unable to push any further on without actually penetrating her cervix. She couldn't stop cumming, her vagina clenching down and milking Crystella's dick for all it was worth as she bucked her hips back, trying to get any simulation she could at all.
And she kept thinking she wasn't a whore, when she was bucking her hips like a bitch in heat..
"Fill meeee! Give me your baby batter~!"
Jeanne moaned, ecstasy overtaking her as she lost herself to the pleasure..

[A Vision of Sound]

Jeanne:

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As you scream and quite literally beg her to defile you, Crystella only bites her lips and smirks, stifling a barely-concealed gaps of pleasure as you continuously cum and wring her dick. She shudders and you can feel her cock swelling inside of you, precum oozing out of her urethra like it was drooling, before she pulls her hips back and shudders again, panting softly. "H-hhn...No n-...Need for that, now..." She zealously announces, before whipping her hand down as she spansk your ass. She moans softly as you involuntarily tighten up on the tip of her dick as you're spanked, before spanking you again, gently rolling her hips from side to side. Suddenly, she bucks forwards again and presses her drooling tip against your cervix, moaning sweetly as she bucks her hips again even though she's completely bottomed out inside of you, as if trying to coax your cervix open. "Mmm, so fresh, so tight!... I might ju-uuust...Mm...Have to keep you here..."

Drawing her hips back with a sweet-sounding gasp, she then thrusts forwards with a quiet grunt and then a relaxed sigh, slowly getting into a rhythm of deep, slow, sensual fucking. Even though you need much more than this, she's more than content to simply fuck you with long, almost delicate strokes. She smirks and bites on her lip as she watches you, practically drawing blood as the soft sounds of your pussy clinging onto the herm's thick cock are heard throughout the cave, soft shlicks in abundance over the sound of your whorish moans.

Crystella raises her hand from your hips and instead roughly spanks you suddenly, and bucks forwards a bit rougher than you'd expected. The surprise is overwhelming and divine, and you soon find yourself wanting even more. She delivers in stride, and starts to thrust her hips against you faster. She pumps your pussy harder and harder, licking her lips before biting them as she lets loose sweet-sounding moans, soon open-mouthed gasps with every clap of her crotch against your inflamed ass. Your pussy is all-too-happy to start finally receiving some rough treatment, judging by the excess amounts of white fem-cum oozing down your thighs and coating Crystella's dick. She spanks your ass again, moaning brokenly, "O-oohhh, that's it! Take it all! Good little bitch, good!" She ecstatically cries, reaching her hand up to grab your hair in one hand as she pulls you back slightly, using your skull as leverage to fuck you even harder. You can feel her dick starting to swell up inside of you, and you know that her orgasm is all-too-quickly approaching.

Status:
Health: 24/24
Mind: Feeling rather airy and giddy, you just want to have fun! Extremely horny. (-3 Intelligence)
Nutriments: Perfectly healthy.
Affects: Half-demon. (+10 corruption.) Extremely horny.
Physical Arsenal: Je'bahdi Crystal, loaded with: 20 copper, 5 silver.
Mental Arsenal: Slayshade, Death's Melody, Reaper's Cloak, Shadowstep.
Equipment: Black leather gear in good condition, everything upkept to a very respectable degree. A belt, utterly broken, unable to hold anything whatsoever as it would be completely frayed, and ruined in some areas. A longsword of master quality, and along the guard is a blue gem infused with magical energy. The sword is enchanted, causing it to swing faster with the aid of magic from the user. (Note, it is not lighter, it propels itself based on your attack. It will automatically sap your mana as you use it, though it's a very slight drain, practically unnoticable.) A shortsword also of master's quality, but lacking an enchantment of sorts. A wand of perfect quality, oakwood infused with Vampire's Bane along with a pinch of Ghost Spices to give it a seamless casting ability.
Core:
Strength - 2
Dexterity - 8
Constitution - 4
Intelligence - 7 (-3)
Charisma - 2
Perception - 5
Luck - 2
Corruption - 20

[Icaelus]

Her orgasm continued on for a good few minutes, which of all the while the Siren had gone on fucking her, delivering a hard spank to her fair derriere, reddening the white skin with her fingers. Jeanne moaned softly, involuntarily squeezing down even harder on Crystella's cock at each slap she dished out.
The brunette cried out in ecstasy after a particularly hard thrust that smashed against the entrance to her womb, bringing involuntary tears to her blue eyes. She turned back to look over her shoulder, a moaning Crystella fucking her with abandon stood in view. The siren's blue-hued lips opened to say something, but Jeanne didn't hear it, so lost was she in the simulation of getting fucked as roughly as this.
It was bringing her closer and closer to her..oh, gods knew how many times she had cum since Crystella had started using her like her little own fucktoy? But she wanted it. She wanted it soooo bad.
The hard and fast thrusting suddenly took a backseat, slowing down to a deep and slow fuck, the entire length of Crystella's dick pistoning in and out of her drenched vagina with every stroke.
"Unh..nngh..Crystellaaaa.."
The girl whined in protest. Her dick was mashing against all the right spots, little shivers of electricity jolting through her body with every movement the Siren made..but it wasn't enough! It just wasn't enough. She sighed in resignation. Maybe Crystella was running out of steam? She bent her elbows and lowered herself to the floor to position herself better for the soft..almost loving sex.
And left herself open for Crystella to ram a rough thrust right home, dispensing a ruthless slap on her fair heinie all of a sudden, coaxing a surprised shriek from the girl. The pace only sped back up to even faster than before, her eyes before long rolling back from the sheer stimuli of it all. Her tongue lolled freely out of her mouth as she came again hard, her feminine juices coating the siren's dick with a whitish sheen before overflowing her pussy to dribble down her thighs and pool up in a hot mess on the cave floor.
Crystella's blue fingers entwined within her long, raven hair, grasping tightly. Pulling back firmly but gently, it provided the siren leverage to ply even further into Jeanne's silken depths, slamming her dick even harder than before, building up for the climax.

[A Vision of Sound]

Everyone:

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The sun rises over the mountains in the far distance, just peaking through and allowing its' light to shine over the Earth. It is dawn.

Everyone OOC:

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When your character wakes up, he or she will be subject to the level-up system. When you're subject to the level-up system, you can add points to your base stats that are identical to how you first made them for your character sheet. Every stat will have a (?) next to it save for Corruption. You are allotted 16 points to spend however you'd like on your stats, with every 1 and 2 point increases costing one level up point, and the third stat point costing two level up points. You'll get a special message if you are able to level up, as you won't always be able to due to special circumstances and I'd like to be as clear as possible.

Jeanne:

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As you moan and shriek and clench down on her, Crystella just softly giggles and then ecstatically moans, thoroughly enjoying your submissive behavior. "Nnnhh...You know...I-I could, ge-eeeeeeeeeeeet, mm~! One of these f-foor you..." She trails off, and you only suspect that she'd be biting her lip as she thrusts particularly hard, pressing her thick cock roughly against your cervix as it seems she'd be gesturing towards her cock. She's offering to get you one!

She smiles widely with her blue-flushed cheeks, and thrusts harder and harder against you, her cock beginning to swell inside of you as she moans with each pump of her hips, spanking you ecstatically as she fills you with that delicious herm-dick. Her precum mixes with your fem-cum, both slickening juices and thick cream, and combines in a heady cocktail that reaches your nose from here, and the smell only invigorates your pussy to pump out more of that tantalizing-delicious fluid. Crystella seems to recognize the smell too, as her breathing has gotten heavier and occasionally hitches in her throat as she gasps, lurching her cock inside of you while scraping deliciously against your inner walls. You're helpless to ignore the fact that her thumb even travels down the crack of your ass mid-stroke of your cunt, and begins rubbing furiously against your puckered bud, before pressing forwards slowly and spearing you in both holes as Crystella only moans louder.

Thrusting firmly and rather roughly as she spanks you with her free hand, she gives a few final thrusts before you feel her cock swelling nice and thick, stretching you out as she pumps her hips one more time in-sync with her thumb, bottoming out both her dick and thumb at the same time as she shrieks in pleasure. Her dick lurches inside of you and jumps eagerly, before you feel it travelling up her cock. Then, a torrent of thick, warm cum spills inside of you and presses naggily against your cervix. Strange...It feels like dozens of small, almost barely-noticeable "balls" or orbs can be felt, just the tiniest bit, inside of you amidst her cum. Not that you'd even care, as her dick-milk fills your pussy up completely and spills around her dick, coating the both of your thighs as she continues to buck erratically. "O-oooohhhh, ffffuckin'-- Yessss! Take it all, take my fucking cum!" Crsystella continues cumming before she grabs your hip with one hand, her other firmly fingering your asshole with her thumb, and she gives one final, dominant thrust to completely plug you up, her dick pressing against the entrance to your cervix with the final thrust as her crotch rests against your pleasantly-stained-red asscheeks. A particularly thick rope of cum erupts from her dick as she gives a little wriggle of her hips, and lo, your cervix relents and her cum begins filling up your womb! Crystella lays on your back and licks your ear, sliding her tongue inside of you with an ecstatic look of pleasure on her face as your tummy begins lightly swelling up. It's a full thirty seconds before the thick stream of cum is finally slowed down to a drizzle, and the siren pants heavily atop of you, her tongue still outstretched as she unplugs her dick from your pussy, followed by a gentle torrent of seed that overflows and pools onto the floor. She pants heavily, smiling to you. "Hh-...Hhnnnn...And-...Just think...You can-....Do that to...Other women, too..."

Status:
Health: 24/24
Mind: Feeling rather airy and giddy, you just want to have fun!
Nutriments: Perfectly healthy.
Affects: Half-demon. (+10 corruption.) Extremely horny.
Physical Arsenal: Je'bahdi Crystal, loaded with: 20 copper, 5 silver.
Mental Arsenal: Slayshade, Death's Melody, Reaper's Cloak, Shadowstep.
Equipment: Black leather gear in good condition, everything upkept to a very respectable degree. A belt, utterly broken, unable to hold anything whatsoever as it would be completely frayed, and ruined in some areas. A longsword of master quality, and along the guard is a blue gem infused with magical energy. The sword is enchanted, causing it to swing faster with the aid of magic from the user. (Note, it is not lighter, it propels itself based on your attack. It will automatically sap your mana as you use it, though it's a very slight drain, practically unnoticable.) A shortsword also of master's quality, but lacking an enchantment of sorts. A wand of perfect quality, oakwood infused with Vampire's Bane along with a pinch of Ghost Spices to give it a seamless casting ability.
Core:
Strength - 2
Dexterity - 8
Constitution - 4
Intelligence - 7 (-3)
Charisma - 2
Perception - 5
Luck - 2
Corruption - 20

Rukarra:

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You slowly open your eyes, looking around for a moment. You nearly suppress a shudder however as you feel something wet and thick leaking from your lower lips, and as you look down, you realize that your crotch and the inside of your thighs are covered in thick white lines of spunk. You groan, your breasts also covered with cum along with a bit of your face and mouth. You let your tongue extend and lick the cum from your mouth, before you finally come to terms that you'd be on your back, and the two men are passed out, asleep aways from you with their clothes on. They more than likely fell asleep just before you woke up, and you expect that they held their end of the bargain. Now though, it seems the day is yours. You're naked and fortunately, all of your gear is laid neatly in a pile a bit away.

Suddenly though, you feel...Better. More powerful. (LEVEL UP AVAILABLE!)

Status:
Health: 27/27
Mind: Clear.
Nutriments: Rather hungry. (-1 to Strength, Dexterity, Constitution) Thirsty.
Affects: None.
Physical Arsenal: Je'bahdi Crystal, loaded with: 20 copper, 5 silver.
Mental Arsenal: None.
Equipment: Two battles axes, in masterful condition. Rusty, weak iron pauldrons. Leather bra and pants maintained perfectly.
Core:
Strength – 8 (-1 ?)
Dexterity - 5 (-1 ?)
Constitution - 6 (-1 ?)
Intelligence - 2 (?)
Charisma - 1 (?)
Perception - 5 (?)
Luck - 4 (?)
Corruption - 3

Lilly:

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You slowly open your eyes, waking up to the early reaches of dawn. You take a look around and apparently your bow is right beside you along with your quiver. Although you could stay in your make-shift tent for a few minutes, you know that you have to get going. You even consider using the compass feature of the crystal, as you're going to need to at least have a general direction to go on.

Suddenly though, you feel...Better. More powerful. (LEVEL UP AVAILABLE!)

Status:
Health: 23/23
Mind: Pure.
Nutriments: Hungry. Thirsty.
Affects: Covered in dry blood. (-1 to Charisma.)
Physical Arsenal: Je'bahdi Crystal.
Mental Arsenal: None.
Equipment: A shortbow of expert make. Leather armor of beautiful design and quality. Four horrendously-crafted arrows in a quiver, combined with 8 well-crafted ones to make 12. A silver Steelsong dagger.
Core:
Strength - 2 (?)
Dexterity - 8 (?)
Constitution - 3 (?)
Intelligence - 3 (?)
Charisma - 4 (-1 ?)
Perception - 5 (?)
Luck - 4 (?)
Corruption - 0

Kiera:

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You open your eyes, the sight of sunlight gently trickling in through the cave warming your spirits. You grab a hold of your crossbow, and slowly sit up, suppressing a yawn. Just then, your mind suddenly flashes back to when you were in that mind-world of Vincent's. It's like you're actually there, frozen in place as he slowly walks towards you, his muscles coiling and flexing perfectly as he moves...It's enough to send a shudder down your body and a trickle of lubricant between your lower lips, though you blink and grimace, forcing the unnatural thoughts from your mind as you stand up. The day is yours, and you're going to need to get a move on.

Suddenly though, you feel...Better. More powerful. (LEVEL UP AVAILABLE!)

Status:
Health: 27/27 (25+2)
Mind: Slightly horny.
Nutriments: Rather thirsty. (-1 to Dexterity, Strength, Intelligence, Perception) Hungry.
Affects: Venombrawler. (+2 to health)
Physical Arsenal: Je'bahdi Crystal, loaded with: 110 copper, 5 silver.
Mental Arsenal: None.
Equipment: Leather armor in very poor condition. A black fur cloak. A well-maintained crossbow. A somewhat dull knife. Snares, ropes, and crossbow bolts in excellent condition. A small green lizard-like corpse. A small pouch, containing: A white, mottled egg.
Core:
Strength - 3 (-1 ?)
Dexterity - 8 (-1 ?)
Constitution - 5 (?)
Intelligence - 5 (-1 ?)
Charisma - 1 (?)
Perception - 7 (-1 ?)
Luck - 1 (?)
Corruption - 6

Umbrage:

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As you slowly open your eyes, you can see the warm rays of sunlight just starting to trickle through the flaps of the tent. You look over and see your clothes neatly laid out for you, and as you sit up, you see the form of Angela, still asleep and laying in her bed. Huh. Well, no time like the present. You should get a move on if you want to get closer to Ultima Bellum!

Suddenly though, you feel...Better. More powerful. (LEVEL UP AVAILABLE!)

Status:
Health: 24/24
Mind: Pure.
Nutriments: Perfectly healthy.
Affects: None.
Physical Arsenal: Je'bahdi Crystal, loaded with: 5 copper.
Mental Arsenal: Pulse wave, Regeneration, Shatter Barrier.
Equipment: Leather armor in good condition. Leather vambraces in good condition. Modified custom-made canesword in perfect condition and quality. Some sweets.
Core:
Strength – 5 (?)
Dexterity - 9 (?)
Constitution - 4 (?)
Intelligence - 5 (?)
Charisma - 1 (?)
Perception - 3 (?)
Luck - 2 (?)
Corruption - 0

Aataz:

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Your eyes gradually open, and sunlight washes over you. It's dawn, and taking a look around, the small "nest" hasn't been breached. You snerk and rise, before stretching your wings and sighing. Just then however, your heart tightens in your chest as Abattoir's face suddenly burns into your mind. You groan and force the thoughts away, calming your heart down. Whoever that guy was, he's clearly the real deal. Though if you got close enough, you probably could beat him. No one's better than a Kobold, anyhow! The day is yours, and you should probably get a move-on.

Suddenly though, you feel...Better. More powerful. (LEVEL UP AVAILABLE!)

Status:
Health: 20/20
Mind: Perfectly healthy.
Nutriments: Hungry. Thirsty.
Affects: None.
Physical Arsenal: Je'bahdi Crystal, loaded with: 20 copper, 5 silver.
Mental Arsenal: Decoy, Terrify, Enthrall, Paralysis, Manipulate Gravity, Manipulate Attraction, Manipulate Time, Spacial Displacement, Spacial Partitioning.
Equipment: Short sword in perfect condition, the blade gleaming with a beautiful edge, steel in its make. A simple leather belt and scabbard with a few pouches, being in not very good quality, a few of the pouches frayed to the point of uselessness. A loin cloth, and a bandolier in good condition, not needing repair.
Core:
Strength - 1 (?)
Dexterity - 5 (?)
Constitution - 1 (?)
Intelligence - 12 (?)
Charisma - 2 (?)
Perception - 3 (?)
Luck - 5 (?)
Corruption – 0

Yvria:

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Your eyes slowly drift open to the warming sunlight casting across your features. You nearly roll over, but quickly remember that you're resting on a tree branch, and immediately catch yourself. Phew. Looking down the valley, the village in the distance is still as it was when you first laid eyes on it, and wasn't burning to the ground with a certain armor-clad faceless entity in the center. You sigh in a relieved manner, before deciding on what to do. It seems the day is yours, and how you want to go about it is completely up to you. Using the compass however, seems like a good idea as you'd like at least a general direction of where to go.

Suddenly though, you feel...Better. More powerful. (LEVEL UP AVAILABLE!)

Status:
Health: 24/24
Mind: Perfectly healthy.
Nutriments: A tad peckish.
Affects: None.
Physical Arsenal: Je'bahdi Crystal, loaded with: 20 copper, 5 silver.
Mental Arsenal: None.
Equipment: Light leather armor in poor condition, one of the straps along the left breast being incredibly worn and nearly falling off. The pouches along the armor not doing much better, one of them completely ripped out of the bottom. Simple animal-hide clothing and undergarments. A small-sized rucksack in good condition, able to hold a healthy amount of items. Two daggers in alright condition, though they could definitely use some maintenance. A waterskin filled with good water.
Core:
Strength - 3
Dexterity - 5
Constitution - 3
Intelligence - 4
Charisma - 6
Perception - 6
Luck - 1
Corruption – 0

[MyLittleCossack]

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Your eyes slowly drift open to the warming sunlight casting across your features. You nearly roll over, but quickly remember that you're resting on a tree branch, and immediately catch yourself. Phew. Looking down the valley, the village in the distance is still as it was when you first laid eyes on it, and wasn't burning to the ground with a certain armor-clad faceless entity in the center. You sigh in a relieved manner, before deciding on what to do. It seems the day is yours, and how you want to go about it is completely up to you. Using the compass however, seems like a good idea as you'd like at least a general direction of where to go.

Yvria's eyes flutter open as the sounds of the forest bellow in her twitching ears and a warmth heating her fur pleasantly. The sky is... brown for some reason? Looking closely... is that a rock? Leaning upwards to examine it gives her a start however, as what seemed like the sky almost lurched forward with all her weight. Her claws extend and clasp the branch bark violently as she saves herself from a particularly volatile fall. Heaving in fright as she peers around rapidly, she would find the actual sky was above her. The valley nearby beautiful in appearance and the town in the distance thankfully still there. Memory of the night's events rings in her vision with a shutter before she sits upright atop the branch. Realizing now that she had literally no sense of long term direction, the words of the Inquisitor come back to her. Looking down at the crystal, she would seek to consult it for wisdom as she thinks out loud, closing her eyes all the while. "Ultima Bellum"

Stat Increases!
Strength - 3 + 0 = 3
Dexterity - 5 + 4 = 9 (16-5=11 points remaining)
Constitution - 3 + 0 = 3
Intelligence - 4 + 2 = 6 (11-2=9 points remaining)
Charisma - 6 + 3 = 9 (9-4=5 points remaining)
Perception - 6 + 1 = 7 (5-1=4 points remaining)
Luck = 1 + 3 = 4 (4-4=0 points remaining)

[Icaelus]

"Hhhhwhaaa..?"
Jeanne tried to form words for a question, failing miserably as each thrust of that monster of a dick robbed her of any coherent speech she could've managed. Through eyes glazed over with lust, she made out Crystella gesturing toward her nether regions..which meant..that she could get her a..cock?! What the hell. Really?
The pain from the siren's repeated spanking had long vanished, replaced by euphoria from each time her hand impacted her ass. The white skin looked as if it had been suntanned for hours, burning red as it was. Gosh, and it felt good to her? She was such a masochist, geez.

"Nnaaah! N-Not thereeee!!"
A pitched scream tore from her lips as Crystella mixed it up, moving a thumb up to finger her sensitive pucker and then finally spear through, pumping her digit in and out of her asshole whilst pounding away harder and harder at her sore pussy. With the violation of both her holes providing far more pleasure and stimulus that she had ever dreamed of, Jeanne came the same exact moment Crystella did, both their hot love juices mixing together into some odd potion of sex. And there was something that felt weird. Crystella's cum..seemed to contain..uh..little balls? Orbs? Or..um..eggs.
The thought hit Jeanne like a train, realization dawning on her even through her lust, even through the euphoria of cumming so hard while the siren was doing the same. And then Crystella finally pierced through her cervix, her burning cum flooding into her womb. Any other thought besides getting filled with cum vanished away as she came again, her vagina convulsing and wrapping around Crystella's delicious dick even tighter, milking it for every last drop.
"P-Paint my insides white! Nnnnnhh!! It's soooo hooooot!"
Her usually quiet voice several octaves higher, Jeanne screamed in ecstasy, her tongue hanging loosely from her mouth as she seemed to faint from all the pleasure, slumping forward in a hot mess, Crystella still plugged deeply within her, her dick corking the entrance to her womb. The Siren wasn't finished just yet.
"Y-You still not finished?!"
Jeanne stammered, finally managing to form a chain of coherent words..which was all for nothing when the blue-hued woman's ejaculation didn't let up the slightest bit, continuing to flood her barely-touched womb with copious amounts of her cum. She watched her own belly swell up lightly as the torrent of jizz inflated her, the burning hot liquid almost scalding her insides.

It probably went on for half a minute before the steady torrent of semen even slowed, the girl gasping sweetly when the Siren finally drew out her member. Her seed overflowed, mixing with her juices on the floor, seeping into the earth. The lovers lay still, basking in the moment with Crystella lazing on top of her mate, keeping her gently pinned.
"How the hell did you cum so much..? And inside me, even.."
Jeanne patted her bulging tummy, an expression of wonderment etched on her face even as she worried about the cum that currently flooded her womb. Today..was a safe day, wasn't it? She closed her baby blues, willing herself not to think about it. And now..for that other topic Crystella mentioned.

"Um..you want to give me..a dick?"
It sounded..absurd. Was that even possible? But..you could never be sure, what with all the magical experiments being conducted. It probably wasn't very hard to conjure up a dick or two, huh? And damned if she wasn't actively considering it. It would probably feel amazing..and Crystella had done a pretty good job on displaying her own. Even taking her out for a test run, too. Hah.

[A Vision of Sound]

Yvria:

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Catching yourself through no small amount of fear for your life, you calm yourself down and instead seek to focus on your destination. Taking the crystal out of your pocket you'd handily stuffed inside earlier, you place it on top of your hand and it rests there like it was perfectly molded for your fur. Thinking the words in your mind, you steel yourself for however this is going to play out. Immediately after the words are uttered in your mind, you nearly gasp as it feels like everything in your body is funneling towards the crystal. You grit your teeth together as you look down at your hand, and see the veins glowing a bright-blue through your fur. The light travels up into the crystal, which then in turn slowly light the crystal up until it starts projecting a slow, seamlessly-filling hologram above you, reminiscent if you poured a viscous liquid in an anthill in slow motion.

As what feels like five straight minutes pass by of excruciating agony in which it feels like you're being sucked dry by your own body, the crystal finally flares to life, as does the hologram. The light floating above your hand gradually swirls and then brightens into a more focused position, gradually taking on the shape of a half-triangle as it shifts briefly, before pointing towards the town and through the valley. Well shit, looks like you'll have to go through the town regardless. Never the less, you finally cut the spell and gasp again, panting heavily as you felt like you'd just ran a marathon for twenty straight hours with no breaks. Getting air into your lungs is a task in and out of itself, but you make do with what you have and over the course of ten minutes, slowly regulate your breathing.

Now it seems, you'll actually have to get there to really begin the journey.

Status:
Health: 24/24
Mind: Perfectly healthy.
Nutriments: A tad peckish.
Affects: None.
Physical Arsenal: Je'bahdi Crystal, loaded with: 20 copper, 5 silver.
Mental Arsenal: None.
Equipment: Light leather armor in poor condition, one of the straps along the left breast being incredibly worn and nearly falling off. The pouches along the armor not doing much better, one of them completely ripped out of the bottom. Simple animal-hide clothing and undergarments. A small-sized rucksack in good condition, able to hold a healthy amount of items. Two daggers in alright condition, though they could definitely use some maintenance. A waterskin filled with good water.
Core:
Strength - 3
Dexterity - 9
Constitution - 3
Intelligence - 6
Charisma - 9
Perception - 7
Luck - 4
Corruption – 0

Jeanne:

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As you feel the dozens of eggs inside of you, you groan as your stomach gurgles and you force out a bit of the cum involuntarily, a thick diluge of her baby-batter seeping past the lips of your cunt while giving you a shudder down your spine at how warm and thick it felt as it oozed out of you. Crsytella smiles softly to you as her dick gradually softens, growing smaller and smaller as she lays you gently on your side, laying down to face you with her dark-blue nipples in your periphery vision, sitting atop her pleasantly-rounded breasts. She leans forwards and plucks a kiss on your lips, while putting her hand to your belly to gently rub it. "Mmh...You'll be a such a good mommy, Jeanne. Don't worry, they'll only be inside of you for as long as you sleep. Once you wake up, you'll be ready to pop!" She giggles, kissing you again and letting her tongue rub along your teeth.

She retreats from the kiss and flirtily smiles, nodding to you. "Oh, yes...Though only I specifically can make you a bit like me...See...Every so often, I get a little...W-well...Pent up, as you can imagine." She smiles, rolling her eyes as if forcing you to think about how much cum landed in your stomach from her throat-fuck. "And when I get too pent-up, I-...W-well...I grow one of these. A small number of sirens do, but it's not a topic open to discussion, as you can imagine. Though...Using my voice, I can give you a cock, too~" She sweetly replies, a cheerful smile on her face.

"Only thing is...If I do give it to you, you'll get pretty pent-up too, if you know what I mean...You'll gotta get all that cum outta you somehow, and it'll probably have to be every day!" She giggles, scooting forwards to press her bountiful breasts against your smaller ones, her belly just rubbing against yours. "It's painless, I promise...Doesn't even take long, either...You won't get any balls, though...And you can even keep that pretty pink pussy of yours!"

Status:
Health: 24/24
Mind: Feeling rather airy and giddy, you just want to have fun!
Nutriments: Perfectly healthy.
Affects: Half-demon. (+10 corruption.) Pregnant! (Twelve hours until birth.)
Physical Arsenal: Je'bahdi Crystal, loaded with: 20 copper, 5 silver.
Mental Arsenal: Slayshade, Death's Melody, Reaper's Cloak, Shadowstep.
Equipment: Black leather gear in good condition, everything upkept to a very respectable degree. A belt, utterly broken, unable to hold anything whatsoever as it would be completely frayed, and ruined in some areas. A longsword of master quality, and along the guard is a blue gem infused with magical energy. The sword is enchanted, causing it to swing faster with the aid of magic from the user. (Note, it is not lighter, it propels itself based on your attack. It will automatically sap your mana as you use it, though it's a very slight drain, practically unnoticable.) A shortsword also of master's quality, but lacking an enchantment of sorts. A wand of perfect quality, oakwood infused with Vampire's Bane along with a pinch of Ghost Spices to give it a seamless casting ability.
Core:
Strength - 2
Dexterity - 8
Constitution - 4
Intelligence - 7 (-3)
Charisma - 2
Perception - 5
Luck - 2
Corruption - 20

[KnightVanilla]

Once she woke up she went to wake up her friend In order to inform her of her leaving for Ultima bellum but not before grabbing some breakfast and some food to go as well. Her charity was far more welcomed especially since she started with so little on this journey. After the food she would try to locate the man who tried to steal from her considering a traveling companion would do her good.

[MyLittleCossack]

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Catching yourself through no small amount of fear for your life, you calm yourself down and instead seek to focus on your destination. Taking the crystal out of your pocket you'd handily stuffed inside earlier, you place it on top of your hand and it rests there like it was perfectly molded for your fur. Thinking the words in your mind, you steel yourself for however this is going to play out. Immediately after the words are uttered in your mind, you nearly gasp as it feels like everything in your body is funneling towards the crystal. You grit your teeth together as you look down at your hand, and see the veins glowing a bright-blue through your fur. The light travels up into the crystal, which then in turn slowly light the crystal up until it starts projecting a slow, seamlessly-filling hologram above you, reminiscent if you poured a viscous liquid in an anthill in slow motion.

As what feels like five straight minutes pass by of excruciating agony in which it feels like you're being sucked dry by your own body, the crystal finally flares to life, as does the hologram. The light floating above your hand gradually swirls and then brightens into a more focused position, gradually taking on the shape of a half-triangle as it shifts briefly, before pointing towards the town and through the valley. Well shit, looks like you'll have to go through the town regardless. Never the less, you finally cut the spell and gasp again, panting heavily as you felt like you'd just ran a marathon for twenty straight hours with no breaks. Getting air into your lungs is a task in and out of itself, but you make do with what you have and over the course of ten minutes, slowly regulate your breathing.

Now it seems, you'll actually have to get there to really begin the journey

As the crystal begins to glow, the Valmurian begins to panic. The draining effect taking even her power to breath away as she attempts to remove the element. No luck, it seems to have almost melted into the smooth skin beneath her coat. She quickly finds that she doesn't have the energy to even continue pulling. This is it... she's going to die. All over saying two things into a damned crystal, how foolish she thought. The translucent blue glow highlighting her veins resigns Yvria to her perceived fate. Her eyes watch in silent acceptance as the crystal takes on the same hue of her veins before surprisingly, it didn't end her wretched life. It merely spat out a self-constructing hologram, earning the awe of the humanoid's exhausting senses.

Pain, agony, suffering, what was the purpose of this?! No sooner would these words cross her mind than the hologram would flare in a blue intensity. A pointer forming in a triangular nature that drifts along the ridge-side all the way to the town, then down into the valley below. Aha! She's got it now, now fucking stop! Stop you stupid, life sucking, parasite! ... suddenly the glow stops. Breath returns, thank the fucking Divines... she dry heaves as the pain finally stops, what little stood in her stomach searching for an exit she keeps it sealed while she slowly recovers from the world's most painful map. Wouldn't, you know... a dwarf with a mug of mead and directions been nicer, instead of some blue triangle of death?

Keeping the pointer in mind as she struggles once more with the tree, almost, if not as hard to descend in her state as it was to ascend. She'd eventually hit solid ground. Rubbing her arms as she controls her breathing along the trail, the lingering, tired pains and aches ensued by the crystal still fresh in her sense combats with her stomach's issuing of a slight growl of protest towards a lack of food. Perhaps finding some breakfast is in order? So she thought as she attempts to scour the locale for any edibles and herbs, possibly even an unsuspecting morsel to snatch for a roast later. Bagging or leaving behind anything she'd find after this, she would continue down the trail towards the town. Regaining her strength slowly along the way.

[Majora]

Rukarra sighed as she stood up, not wanting to wake the sleeping men as she gathered her belongings. She nudged one of the men to wake him up as she asked, "where can I get food and bathe myself?" Hoping her nude body stained with seed would not distract him too much.

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I'm using my phone for a quick post, I'll calculate levels when I am free.

[A Vision of Sound]

Umbrage:

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You stand and collect your gear, adorning everything you can and then taking your cane-sword in your grasp. After a brief conversation with Angela who woke up not a few minutes later, you're then subject to a brief talk with her along with a few apparent "Healthy" berries in a small bag to take with you. Although it's not much, you at least won't starve the first few day out in the wild. You eat your share of pancakes which Angela willingly cooks for you, before she smiles and waves goodbye.

Walking through the camp at morning, you find quite a few people milling about. Though you're only interested in getting the man that attacked you, perhaps he could be convinced to abandon his ways and join your side? You ask around if there would be a medical area to speak of, (Roll: 12 [POTENTIAL LUCK BONUS: 12! Luck bonus achieved! Luck roll: 5 divided by 1/4 = 1] = 13) Fortunately, the first person you ask is well-informed on the location of everything in the caravan, and so you are lead to the medical designation which is little more than a few white carts arranged in a circle with a large number of empty cloth-beds arranged along the ground. On one of them is the very same bandit you encountered earlier, looking to be sleeping.

Walking up to him, you politely make your presence known by clearing your throat. He wakes up with a start, before focusing on your face. Recognition then dawns on him, and he nearly scrambles to crawl away from you. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean it! Please don't kill me!"

Status:
Health: 24/24
Mind: Pure.
Nutriments: Perfectly healthy.
Affects: None.
Physical Arsenal: Je'bahdi Crystal, loaded with: 5 copper.
Mental Arsenal: Pulse wave, Regeneration, Shatter Barrier.
Equipment: Leather armor in good condition. Leather vambraces in good condition. Modified custom-made canesword in perfect condition and quality. Some sweets. A bag of nutritional berries.
Core:
Strength – 5
Dexterity - 9
Constitution - 4
Intelligence - 5
Charisma - 1
Perception - 3
Luck - 2
Corruption - 0

Yvria:

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After taking comfort in the fact that you'd be slowly regaining your strength after the crystal was re-activated. Once you go about getting down from the tree however, you realize as that was a pretty silly move as (Roll: 18) you catch yourself after an involuntary wobble. Whew, that was close. Dropping down now, you groan and stretch, before your heart sinks in your chest as you remember Jo'rahn's words. Using the compass informs anything close to you of your position...Briefly, you completely freeze and listen to your surroundings. (Roll: 15) Luckily, there doesn't seem to be anything amiss, other than the occasional call of the birds. Whew. Continuing on now, you look around for anything that could be of use. You didn't see a lake or pond or anything of the sort when you were running to this very spot, but that could be blamed on the fact that you couldn't see anything. Never the less, your search begins.

(Roll: 5) Unfortunately, you don't find much. The most you can scavenge is a few red berries from a thorn-bush, though you seriously doubt that they're safe to eat. You've spent roughly ten minutes searching, and decide to again. (Roll: 15) A-ha! Blueberries! The survivalists' favorite! You pocket a few and decide to eat one just to prove that the rest are safe. It tastes sweet, and you're almost one hundred percent sure they'll last you for quite a while. You then shake your head slowly, and look off into the distance at the town. Seems like you're going there after all.

Status:
Health: 24/24
Mind: Perfectly healthy.
Nutriments: A tad peckish.
Affects: None.
Physical Arsenal: Je'bahdi Crystal, loaded with: 20 copper, 5 silver.
Mental Arsenal: None.
Equipment: Light leather armor in poor condition, one of the straps along the left breast being incredibly worn and nearly falling off. The pouches along the armor not doing much better, one of them completely ripped out of the bottom. Simple animal-hide clothing and undergarments. A small-sized rucksack in good condition, able to hold a healthy amount of items. Two daggers in alright condition, though they could definitely use some maintenance. A waterskin filled with good water. A pocket-full of blueberries.
Core:
Strength - 3
Dexterity - 9
Constitution - 3
Intelligence - 6
Charisma - 9
Perception - 7
Luck - 4
Corruption – 0

Rukarra:

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As you nudge one of the men to a start, he wakes up and nearly yelps as he sees you, before recognition flashes along his features and his eyes roving across your cum-stained body. Never the less, he shakes his head slowly and sheepishly smiles. "We, err...Well...We don't know...Yet..." He replies, wincing as if he'd prepare to be hit.

Status:
Health: 27/27
Mind: Clear.
Nutriments: Rather hungry. (-1 to Strength, Dexterity, Constitution) Thirsty.
Affects: Covered in cum. (-1 to Charisma)
Physical Arsenal: Je'bahdi Crystal, loaded with: 20 copper, 5 silver.
Mental Arsenal: None.
Equipment: Two battles axes, in masterful condition. Rusty, weak iron pauldrons. Leather bra and pants maintained perfectly.
Core:
Strength – 8 (-1 ?)
Dexterity - 5 (-1 ?)
Constitution - 6 (-1 ?)
Intelligence - 2 (?)
Charisma - 1 (-1 ?)
Perception - 5 (?)
Luck - 4 (?)
Corruption - 3

[Reaver]

Dexterity- 8+8(16 points)=16
Kiera gripped her crossbow with a scowl. Vincent was still in her head and still on her mind. It felt so wrong to think of him in any way other than in wrath and disgust. He had tricked her the second she had walked into the cave with illusions and false words. "I can't wait to see you again, love..." The anger helped but she knew she was going to have to get a lot stronger if she was going to take him down and make sure he could never manipulate her body again. With a sigh disgust, directed at how her body juiced up at the thought of that demon, Kiera put her cloak back on, giving the place a once-over before ascending out of the cave. She first dismantled the trap she had placed at the entrance before looking out over the fields. She still remembered where the stone had pointed, towards the forest. That type of terrain would suit her better, more places to hide, more game to hunt and more resources if need be. Of course she would need to dress and cook the lizard thing tonight to keep it from spoiling, something she should have done yesterday. With nothing else to do, Kiera marched out with her crossbow in hand, ready to take another step closer to leading the Crusade.

[MyLittleCossack]

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After taking comfort in the fact that you'd be slowly regaining your strength after the crystal was re-activated. Once you go about getting down from the tree however, you realize as that was a pretty silly move as (Roll: 18) you catch yourself after an involuntary wobble. Whew, that was close. Dropping down now, you groan and stretch, before your heart sinks in your chest as you remember Jo'rahn's words. Using the compass informs anything close to you of your position...Briefly, you completely freeze and listen to your surroundings. (Roll: 15) Luckily, there doesn't seem to be anything amiss, other than the occasional call of the birds. Whew. Continuing on now, you look around for anything that could be of use. You didn't see a lake or pond or anything of the sort when you were running to this very spot, but that could be blamed on the fact that you couldn't see anything. Never the less, your search begins.

(Roll: 5) Unfortunately, you don't find much. The most you can scavenge is a few red berries from a thorn-bush, though you seriously doubt that they're safe to eat. You've spent roughly ten minutes searching, and decide to again. (Roll: 15) A-ha! Blueberries! The survivalists' favorite! You pocket a few and decide to eat one just to prove that the rest are safe. It tastes sweet, and you're almost one hundred percent sure they'll last you for quite a while. You then shake your head slowly, and look off into the distance at the town. Seems like you're going there after all

Almost yelping as she descends, the ground once more makes a sudden lurch forward before her responsive limbs save her from a particularly embarrassing and painful fall. The morning could be going so much worse, she wasn't getting at-... the crystal... doesn't it... attract undue attention? Her ears slide to the side of her ear in panic as she lowered her stance, looking every which way should something rush at her from the brush. Minutes pass quietly and slowly, the only threat being a few dropping leaves and chirps of avians. Lowering her raised fists, she rolls her shoulders with a heart-felt sigh. The search for food begins, almost immediately with disappointment, no running water or pools for game to collect around or vegetation to grow from.

The first few minutes yield only a collection of reddish berries of a dubious nature, years of herbal dabbling tipping her off that the milky substance that leaks from one as she mushes it is poisonous. No dice, however, she refuses to give up so easily. She finds a particularly rounded bush filled with rip, soft berries. Much like the ones she'd found on the Orc the day prior. Collecting them quickly results in a full breast pouch and the beginning of the journey towards the city. The Valmurian doesn't even eat a single berry, figuring that although they may be next to worthless, she may be able to trade her berries for something more substantive once in contact with villagers. The worries and shock of yesterday seem so far away as the day begins so promising, her guard lowered as she walks while humming to herself happily. Who doesn't like a pleasant adventure?