The Monastery (IC)

[Mark3000]

Time: Night Phase 1

Harper

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When Harper mentions the secret passage and Lianna’s disappearance, a look of surprise rushes over Heidi’s face. “Oh dear!” She said in a worried yet hushed tone. “Please take me to where you last saw her.” She said following you to the bookcase Lianna was organizing.

Once the two of you arrive, Heidi begins to carefully study the case in question. “Before this was a monastery or an orphanage, this was the Constantine Family’s private abode. Over the years it’s been expanded upon but there are many area that have remained relatively untouched. Including this Libr…”

Just as she is about to finish, The Head Scholar tugs on one of the books causing it to swing just as it did with Lianna. The two of you are swept into the passage as the bookcase turns. Now on the other side, you see a small corridor leading to a flight of stairs. A lantern hangs just to your left along with some flint to light the wicket. Though judging by the extra hook, there use to be two lanterns hanging from the wall.

Sasha & Priscilla

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Once the two paladins picked their trinkets, Emma paid the merchant what he was owed. “A pleasure doing business with you ladies.” He said with a bow of his head. “Just a word of warning, they say goblins have been wondering the woods lately, doing goddess knows what” The merchant said shaking his head. “Who’d of thought we’d have to worry about monsters again” He said as he rode off.

Emma gave the departing merchant a serious look. “Indeed” She said before turning to her two students. “It is our duty as Paladins to exterminate any monsters we come across. However…” Emma paused for a moment. “Should either of you come across a powerful enemy, come find me.” With that warning you continued to Basinburgh

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Basinburgh had long been a trading post where people from the east Ravenborough and west Ravenborough. While not on the same scale of Crystalcairn or Whitemore, Basinburgh was still a rather large town.

That made it all the stranger when your troupe approached the gate to find not a single person standing guard. The stations looked abandoned.

“Peculiar” Emma said as the three of you walked into the town. The sun began to sink below the horizon and night soon followed.

“I’m going to meet with the Head Man at the Barracks and discuss how we’ll distribute guard duties” Emma said as she handed Sasha a small pouch of coins. “The inn is just over to the east side of the town. Use this to pay for our rooms” She said as she left for the Barracks.

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It doesn’t take Sasha and Priscilla long to spot the inn they were staying at, ‘The Yawning Goat’. But there were a bunch of other interesting sites. Even with the sun down, there were a few people milling about. The local chapel to the White Flame had their doors open, though few people were entering. In contrast, the Pub right next to the inn was as lively as possible. The post outside was fully stocked with horses.

Meredith

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While Evaline seems hesitant, Angelica is all for taking on these hooligans. “Agreed, these three don’t look like the type that can be reasoned with.” The Paladin said as the two bandits behind the leader had already drawn their daggers.

The leader still hadn’t drawn his blade as he stood before you with a cocky smile. “So are you gonna come with us or are we gonna get rough” he said tapping his hilt.

Finally, the head Priestess spoke up. “We have an urgent matters to attend to. Could you please just let us pass?” She pleaded.

With a sigh, the lead bandit pulled out his sword. “Hard way it is then. Let’s show them what happens when people mess with the Black Quills!”

Iona & Magz

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Morgaine nods and waits with the two of you in hiding as the two groups of wolves square off.

The battle is a fierce one. The six dire wolves attack each other in a grand melee. Claws fly, ripping flesh and leaving pools of blood on the ground. In one instance, one of the grey wolves clamps down on a red wolf’s neck and crushes its windpipe. The wounded wolf lets out a final cry before falling to the ground.

The second red dire wolf attempts to avenge it’s fallen comrade only for another grey wolf to jump on its back. The red furred beast struggles until you hear a sickening snap, his spine is breaks leaving him vulnerable on the ground. The rest of the grey wolves tear him apart easily.

Which just leaves the final red wolf, wounded and limping. But that final wolf isn’t attacked just yet. The grey dire wolves encircle their prey. They begin to paw and sniff at their final foe. It doesn’t make sense until you realize all the grey wolves are male, while the lone red wolf is female.

Once they descend on the lone female, you’ll be free to escape. But what of the lone red dire wolf?

[MiscChaos]

Well, that had to be one of the most one sided battles Iona's ever seen. Were the red wolves even trying to win? Well, it doesn't matter now since it's all over and there's only one red injured red wolf left. She has a moment of surprise that the winning pack doesn't descend on the lone survivor and tear it to bits, but that surprise only lasts long enough to see the dicks on the grey wolves and the lack thereof on the red one. Well, even if the fight itself was disappointing it looks like she might get a show anyway! She wonders how they'll decide who fucks the woman first. Will they let her live long enough to give birth to their young? She's kind of really eager to find out, though it's unlikely that would happen unless she stalked these wolves for months on end. At the very least, she can enjoy part one of this poor bitch's sexual slavery.

Well, she could if she didn't have the other two with her. Just as she's thinking of dropping her pants and really getting into the show she remembers that she's not alone and that the others with her might just take offense at her masturbating to the sight of a wolf getting gang-banged or run a train on. With an internal sigh, she readies her knuckle dusters and prepares to attempt flanking the grey wolves. While she'd rather just let nature take its course, she doubts the others with her would be so inclined. If it turns out neither of them are going to fight, then she'll skip right on by but given what she knows about Magz she's not holding her breath

[RandomRoninKitten]

Magz watches silently as the red wolves are ripped apart by the grey ones, the sight of the slaughter putting her on edge. She wondered if such a thorough thrashing was an injustice, and whether or not watching idly was making her part of it.

When Magz realizes that the grey wolves are about to rape the red wolf, watching them close in, it takes every ounce of her strength not to interfere immediately. "Careless. I am reckless." she thinks, as she realizes she can't prevent herself from stopping this... injustice from taking place. She'd rather jeopardize their mission than keep her hands idle. She's a wrong-way-traveling shell of a woman, but among her many imperfections was not the allowance of raping another. She says another silent prayer, then she steps out of the bushes, swinging her blade back behind her in preparation for a gap-closing dash into a powerful slash attack, then charges across the ground in a powerful dash across the area. Once in range of the nearest grey wolf, she would swing her blade at it with all of her might, shouting in righteous fury "RECKONING IS AT HAND, FOWL BEAST, YOU WILL TASTE THE BLADE OF GREAT JUSTICE FOR YOUR TRANSGRESSIONS!".

[Blue56]

Even as Priscilla bowed her head in thanks to the merchant for his services and warning, she can't help but be concerned by the presence of goblins in the woods. Not so much for herself but for what it meant for the people living their lives nearby. As the commander says, it is her duty to bring peace and solace to their hearts and minds. Priscilla only gives a solemn nod to Emma's words and clutches the hilt of her sword a little tighter before they resume their march to town.

True to Emma's words, they reached Basinburgh just as the sun was beginning to set. Having scarcely set foot outside Crystalcairn until she fled her home, Priscilla found the town's size impressive only compared to that of the Monastery. Much like the Head Paladin, Priscilla also notices the odd lack of a guard as night approaches. When the two recruits are sent ahead to the inn, Priscilla takes note of the lack of activity at the church nearby and how busy the pub was in comparison. She had never been to a pub before, so it was partially curiosity that drew her to it and also the idea that with more people there, she would be able to get better information. "I think I'll stop by the pub there before we get our rooms." She says aloud to her fellow recruit, leaving it up to Sasha if she wanted to come along. "We have some time before Emma will return and I think it would be good to hear what news we can from around the town, and it's near enough to the inn that it shouldn't be much of a detour."

[Littlemankitten]

Harper pointed Heidi to the place Lianna disappeared and quietly followed her to it, listening to her explaining what was happening. The history of the place was somewhat common knowledge for the scholars, but she didn't say anything for politeness sake. She didn't see exactly which book Lianna pulled though, so she couldn't react when Heidi went for the same book. Letting out a surprised yelp Harper was swong into the hidden hallway at a surprising speed. She stumbled a little and clutched her head, trying to steady her vision. She looked around and tried to get a bearing on what was happening. It seemed Lianna had already began searching the hallway, probably for a way out. Harper grabbed the extra lantern and lit it, then looked to Heidi. "Should we try and find Lianna then?"

[mrblah]

Battle

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The moment the bandit had pulled his weapon, Meredith quickly muttered a prayer to Ki'Ra, summoning a field of protection around their paladin as she took a step back out of harm's way. Just before the bandits could even tell what was happening or that they were under attack, the Head Priestess had finished her own prayer that summoned small white bolts to strike the leader. He grit his teeth as the pain coursed through his body, but his underlings weren't deterred, and the fight began in earnest as Angelica and the two men met in the middle.

The battle started off with Angelica at an immediate disadvantage. The two men knew they had numbers against her, and pressed her hard while making sure she wouldn't have any good chances to attack. One slashed at her from the right, forcing the young paladin to block, only for her to have to dodge out of the way of a follow-up from his friend, and it continued. The bandits seemed to have decent teamwork and displayed a keen sense of danger as they were easily ducking away from her attacks when she did have the chance to attempt them. Meredith could clearly see that she was being pushed back, and to add on to the problems, their leader was regaining his senses. Angelica would be overrun even with the minor boost Ki'Ra's protection was giving her.

Suddenly, one of the bandits got a glancing blow on the paladin's upper arm, and she had to disengage one of them as the other pressed her while she was in a pinch. The other bandit had then rushed Meredith and Evaline, surprising both of the women, but not taking them off guard. He tried to grapple onto the head priestess, but she was able to drop back away from him right as Meredith warded him off with a wild wave of her staff. Of course, she wasn't trying to hit him but fool him into thinking she would. Even in a situation like this, Meredith Strong still wouldn't resort to violence.

Meanwhile, the bandit's place had been taken by the leader rejoining the fight, busying Angelica too much for her to go and save the priestesses. Meredith stepped in front of Evaline while the other woman was muttering a prayer, and she continued to wave her staff around threateningly, keeping the bandit at bay long enough for Evaline's prayer to go off. White bolts then flew at the bandit leader, striking him from behind mid-combat with Angelica, which gave the paladin some much needed breathing room. But just as this happened, Meredith's defense was swiftly batted away, and she was pushed to the side as the man rushed to grapple on to the surprised head priestess. He laughed in glee while the woman tried to resist him, and soon after getting up, Meredith tried to go and help Evaline - only to get hit from behind by one of the bandits. She dropped her staff with a surprised cry, dropping to the ground and nursing her wound on the head. She tried to turn around to see her assailant - but another blow hit her just as she did, and she was knocked back down with her vision swimming.

In a daze, the priestess heard a feminine shout, and she turned her head to see one of the bandits grappling onto Angelica. He had somehow did away with her chestplate, and was holding onto her from behind while roughly grabbing her breast. Evaline, on the other hand, had just been tossed down to the ground by another one of the bandits... things were looking very, very... dark. And darker... and even darker... was she blacking out? This wasn't the time for that! Meredith tried to pick herself up, and she reached for her staff... but before her fingers could even touch it, she fell back down, and darkness claimed her.

Aftermath

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Meredith awakes with as start as her vision clear. She doesn't remember much after being knocked out by the trio of Bandits.

Looking around, it seems she'd been pulls off the main road into a clearing. The sun was down and the moon hung high in the sky. She hears the crackle of a campfire and notices... a pile of clothing? Only then does she realize that she's completely naked. A pair of hands explore her body as she can feel her own tied behind her back.

"You're finally awake. Good. I didn't want to take one of my men's sloppy seconds" Looking back she sees the leader of the trio holding the priestess in his lap.

She shivered, less due to the cold wind of the night brushing against her nude form, and more due to the disgustingly filthy hands touching her bare skin. Meredith glared back at the man as soon as she figured out her position, though she remained mostly silent. This wasn't the first time she's been put in such a dangerous situation... her heart was beating wildly in her chest, her breasts rising and falling in time to her measure breathing. "What have you done to my comrades?" Her voice was level, but she was worried. The last she saw before blacking out was them still fighting, and it wasn't looking good...

Just for the sake of it, she tried testing the strength of her bindings. Sometimes kidnappers make a mistake and have them be too loose or too tight, which she could maybe use to her advantage.

Meredith found the bindings particularly tight, to the point that is caused a rash on her wrists.

"Don't worry, they're close by. " The leader said as he cupped the priestess's exposed breast. He groped the mound of flesh roughly, playing with them like his own personal toy. "You might even be able to hear them. " He adds while motioning to the tree line.

Lit dimly by the campfire, Meredith could see her comrades. Both were naked and at the mercy of their captors.

Angelica was on her back as one of the bandits fucked her pussy. "Please! S-Stop. I didn't want to lose my virginity like this!" She shouted as tears ran down her face. But the bandit continues to force himself onto the fallen paladin. "I got a taste during the battle. Now I want to whole meal!"

Evaline meanwhile was kneeling in front of the other bandit. With only her habit on, she used her breasts to stroke his stiff member. Though her hands were free, the bandit had his knife ready. A reminder to his prey of what would happen if she tried anything.

Her heart sank at the sight of her friends, her fellow sisters, being violated in a similar fashion that she was. Meredith lost her cool a bit and turned to glare heatedly at the leader of the bandits, though her reddened face may have took the edge off. "S-stop this! Stop this right now, and maybe the Goddess can find it in herself to forgive you, but - but if you go any further..." She cursed herself for her weakness. The man's rough hand working on her breast was breaking down her composure, and how could it not? Meredith was one of the lucky few who've been so close to defeat before in her times, but had juuust dodged violation by a hair. At some point, one tends to wonder about the darker things in life...

No! No, she snapped herself out of it. This was a very bad situation. "How can you even think to do this..? Have you truly lost all sense of honor and honesty in your heart?"

"Honor and honesty don't put food on the table" the leader said as his other hand drifted down and rubbed her exposed pussy. He continues to play with Meredith's chest. Using his thumb and index finger he pinched her nipples until they became erect.

"It doesn't put coins in our pocket either" He adds as you feel his growing cock against her back.

"I doubt the Goddess would forgive half the shit we pulled" One bandit says as he grabs Evaline by the hair. She lets out a yelp as the virile bandit stuffs his leaking cock into her mouth. "Suck! Unless you want me to slice up your friends" He says. Meekly, Evaline complies and begins to bob her head.

From the other side of the camp you can still hear Angelica's voice "I'm sorry. I'm Sorry!" She says repetitively. Her eyes close as if trying to reject her surroundings.

Meredith shook, her breath hitching as she felt his hands on her untouched, virgin pussy. A corrupt thought fluttered through her mind of all the things he'd do to it. Would she end up like poor Angelica..? "And - and you're okay with that? You're okay with j-just... giving in, as if th-there's no hope? Righteousness is the right path, you can never give up on it!" She continued to try and appeal to the man's sense of reason. He was a former member of the faith, right? In this situation, all that she could do is pray that he hadn't lost the entirety of his being to the lust and darkness of the Black Ocean, her tone sounding a tad bit more desperate as she continued to speak. "Even if you can't be redeemed in her eyes... wouldn't it be better to at least be redeemed in the eyes of your peers? Just let us go, or at least let... let them go. That's all it'll take."

The head bandit passed for a moment, letting you words sink in. "...You're a virgin aren'tcha?" He said with a wry smile. A finger presses against your lower lips and enters your vagina. "Is that why you're trying to talk my ear off? Here, I'll really give you something to scream about." Using his hands, the bandit lifts you up a bit and positions his cock against your lower lips. With a single thrust, he breaks your hymen and stuffs his cock into your waiting pussy.

Her heart skipped a beat. "Wh-what? No, I..." She couldn't find the words to deny him in time. Before the priestess knew it, she was being lifted, and she felt the tip of something hard pressing against her unspoiled flower. "Wait, wait, you can - it's not too late to stop! If you just... show mercy here, then -" But her words were disregarded, and with one harsh push, her purity was taken. Meredith cried out as she was unceremoniously taken. She could feel every inch of him sinking deeper into her cunt... was the first time always so painful? Are men usually supposed to be so big? She felt like she was being split in two...

The woman fell silent, a curse on the tip of her tongue at the man who dared to do such a thing to her. She had tried her best, and it wasn't enough. The burning shame she felt was visible from her scarlet cheeks.

It doesn't take long for the lead bandit to start moving his hips. Meredith's ass bounces with every thrust. His hands squeeze her bare thighs trying to keep the deflowered priestess steady.

"What? Don't you have anything else to say?" The bandit leader said with a smug sense of satisfaction.

Looking to her comrades, the situation still looks bleak. Evaline had her face in the ground, semen sprayed across her face and chest. The bandit had undone his pants and grabbed Evaline. "She can barely give a good blowjob, let's see if your pussy is any good. As he thrusts forward, Evaline screams as a trickle of blood drips from her lower entrance. "Fuck, this ones a virgin too mate!" He shouted in excitement as he began to move in earnest.

Meanwhile, the other bandit had all but finished with Angelica. She lay on the ground panting as the man pulled out and ejaculated all over her body. "You may not be able to fight, but your cunt is as tight as they come." He says mockingly giving her tits a smack.

She bit her lip. The pain was slowly beginning to subside, but she'd rather it over the pleasure the priestess was beginning to feel blossom in herself. It wasn't like anything she'd ever experience before, and she hated every moment of it. Getting a bit more of a rebellious spark, she shot a glare back to the bandit leader, but remained silent... more because she was trying to hold in some terribly light noises she suddenly felt the urge to offer.

Meredith looked over at her sisters with a torn look. At the very least, Angelica's torment was over, but the head priestess... it all reminded her of that mission so long ago. Is this the fate of Ki'Ra's followers? To fall worshiping a deity that has clearly forgotten to save them? ... She had no way of distracting herself from neither her traitorous thoughts nor the actions the man continued upon her. But... seeing the woman she looked up to in such a terrible situation... "At least... spare her. She's a - she doesn't deserve this... d-don't you—mmn~" Evaline forgive her, she's trying. "Don't you have a heart..?"

he head bandit seemed to be thinking. Though it didn't stop him from fucking Meredith senseless.

"Alright. On one condition. You're gonna have to handle by two friends over their"

Looking over to her comrades, she could tell Evaline was suffering in silence as she tried to muffle her screams and moans. Meanwhile, Angelica seemed to be hanging on by a thread. It was easy to forget that the young paladin was the youngest of the three of you.

All three of them..? It was her first time, and just this much was too much for her. The man's continued harsh pounding in her pussy had already mostly defeated her composure, and she herself was really only hanging on by thinking of the aftermath, when she'd be liberated from the man. Still... seeing Evaline trying to remain strong in this desperate hour and Angelica in such a state, she didn't have any choice. "Fine... th-then let them go, and... leave us in peace." It was for them. They all shouldn't have to suffer if she could take their pain away. Even if it would be worse for her, she could take some solace in knowing that, at the very least, the two of them were spared from further torment.

It wasn't, Meredith reminded herself, for any other reason other than for them. "... B-but you - mn, don't mean all at once... r-right?"

"What's the problem? You've got enough holes for the three of us." He says as he pulls out and lifts Meredith off his lap. Before she has time to process what he means, the lead bandit calls his two compatriots. "Alright boys, get into position." He says as if they've done this many times before.

One bandit lays on the ground, his cock still stiff and wet from his time with Angelica. Bring Meredith over to him, the two bandits forced the priestess to sit on his cock. Once he was inside, the second bandit grabbed Meredith's hair and forced his cock into her mouth. "Lets see if you can give better head then your friend"

All that left was the lead bandit. The priestess didn't hear anything at first, but soon felt something slimy slip down her butt crack. Then something prodded at her anus. "I'm guessing this ones a first for you as well." The lead bandit said as he thrust into your asshole.

Meredith felt the cold feeling of dread at the bandit's reply, along with one of fear and confusion. Enough holes..? She could see that the men were truly depraved creatures who'd even invade a woman's mouth for pleasure, but what exactly would be the third hole..? She didn't have time to try and puzzle it out, as the man lifted her up and began to move her to where another one was stationed. It all went by so quickly, she couldn't even mount the effort to struggle against them as the priestess found herself speared on yet her second cock right after her first, with another pushing into her mouth, just as they did to poor Evaline... the shame she felt was terrible. Somehow, it felt even worse to have your mouth violated over your vagina, she found. Like she was just some toy for them to derive pleasure from -

Her thought processes stopped at a horrifying realization, one that came about from something slimy rubbing against her backdoor. "Mmf?! Mnn, mnf mmnf!!" Meredith Strong was most certainly a strong-willed and hardened woman... but not even she could keep calm when she was about to have her ass plowed into. The woman struggled against the bandits, feeling a desperate desire to do anything to escape the inevitable—but it was too late. She felt the head push in first, then the invasion began in full as her ass was painfully speared by the lubed up dick of the head bandit. There was no worse humiliation she could have felt...

Absentmindedly, Meredith chanced a glance over to where Evaline had been. She just wanted to confirm that at least her suffering would be worth it.

Evaline was easy to spot, she was staring right back at you. Tears fell as she watched you be defiled by the three bandits. But she didn't speak, merely watching silently.

"Eyes over here slut!" The bandit using your mouth shouted as he shoved even more of his man meat down her throat. The other two moved as if a single unit. The walls of your backdoor burned at the unfamiliar sensation. The oils could only do so much to dull the pain of the lead bandit's cock. "Fresh holes are always the best!" He says as his hands cupped your breasts.

She gagged, eyes wide and tearful as her throat was forcefully filled. What had originally been a sacrifice for the benefit of her allies had quickly turned into a terrible nightmare. The pain in her ass had been unlike anything she had ever experienced, the unwanted pleasure of the cock thrusting into her pussy from below was confusing her, and the feeling of the last bandit's erection moving through her throat was... demeaning. The longer it went on for, the less she could see of her future. Now that she's been subjected to a sin of such great proportions, how could she ever recover? Every part of her body was being violated by three sinful men in broad daylight, right in front of the head priestess, no less...

Meredith blinked back the tears in her eyes, and tried to steel herself to the best she could. She's come this far. She's dedicated herself to servicing these men in place of her sisters, so... the only way out is if they let her go. Meredith gave in to the raping of her body, looking up at the bandit who continued to bury himself down her throat. Still, it was all for those two. All for them... and no part of her sacrifice was enjoyable, she told herself, as her formerly virgin pussy had begun to get wetter and she started to moan around the bandit's cock.

Unrelenting was the best way to describe the way the three men as they raped Meredith. Their taunts had given way to animistic grunts. They didn't care if you found the encounter pleasurable or horrifying. They were focused on their own enjoyment. Though your dampening pussy did add to the experience.

Suddenly Meredith could feel all three of them quicken their pace. Their cocks began to pulse as she felt something welling inside herself as well.

Something was... wrong. Something was very, very off. The men were moving quicker. They seemed to be completely losing themselves, and she herself wasn't unaffected by whatever was going on. The priestess felt a feeling... a good feeling building up within her. Meredith didn't know what it meant, but she felt like something terrible was about to happen. Something that she'd enjoy, and hate at the same time. The lines between pain and pleasure had blurred so much for her that the violation of her ass had become as pleasurable as the awful ruination of her pussy. She couldn't confidently say that this was something she was completely against.

But this was what she had given herself to. Maybe... it's okay to enjoy it, she thought. There was no point in making suffering when there was no suffering to be found. Some part of her continued to give in to the pleasure she was now experiencing, of the new world that she seemed to be opening to, and the part of her that resisted seemed quieter and quieter. She focused on that good feeling she felt welling within herself...

The three men seemed to sense Meredith's relaxing body. With a loud groan, the man using her mouth grabs the back of her head and forces his seed into her mouth. It has a strange, salty taste unlike anything she'd ever tasted. Pulling his cock out of her mouth, he watches Meredith to see if she spits it out or swallow.

When her mouth is free to the speak, the last two continue to grind at the priestess's pussy and asshole. "Shit boss, I'm close" The second bandit says as he grips Meredith's thighs. The lead bandit nodded as he gripped Meredith's chest. With one final motion, they buried their members as deep as they could into Meredith's deflowered holes and let loose a torrent of semen.

Her eyes shot wide open in surprise once more as some strange sort of... slimy substance was shot into her mouth. It was salty, and thick. Definitely not something anyone would willingly drink... but she did it anyway. It felt worse going down than it did coming in, but for whatever reason, the priestess had felt something compel her to do so. Meredith opened her mouth after swallowing the last of the man's product, showing to him that she had swallowed it all, as she felt he'd want. It was over, now. She could breathe properly, and speak... but all Meredith did with the newfound freedom of her mouth was moan lustfully as the remaining two men had their way with her.

"C-close..?" She asked, not understanding what the man had meant. Close to what? He couldn't have meant... "N-no..! No, pull - pull out! Don't... stop~!" Meredith cried out in a sweet voice that really didn't make it seem like she meant her words. Even wore, that pleasurable feeling was only getting more intense. Her moans grew louder, she could feel their cocks throbbing in her holes, and in that moment, the formerly virgin priestess experienced her first orgasm.

She cried out in a pleasured voice, her body quivering and shaking as she came right as her holes were filled with the bandits' cum. It was a euphoric feeling. She was on cloud nine. For a moment, Meredith had even forgotten that she was being raped as she basked in the glow of her climax... and when it was over, the woman fell slack in the grip of the man behind her, panting heavily with glazed eyes. She unknowingly whispered the first thought that entered her mind. "Un... believable..."

Once the two remaining men come down from their climax, they pull out of your wet holes. A small dribble of seed and blood drip from your pussy and ass. Once free, the three men toss you to the side like a ragdoll.

"Can you believe this bitch actually swallowed my cum." One of the bandits said as they all shared a hearty laugh.

"Yea, once these White Flame girls get a taste of cock they become complete whores. Not that I mind" The lead bandit says as he took out a cloth map from his pants pocket. Throwing it down on the prone priestess. "Well a deals a deal. But if you're ever up for a good fuck, follow that map. We'll be sure to give you a good time."

With the ordeal over, the three men disappear into the night. The quiet of the forest feels heavy as Meredith, Evaline and Angelica are left to their shame.

[Lorielle]

The news about goblins on the roads wasn’t something that phased Sasha particularly. Her father had told her stories about how he used to slay them by the dozens that and how she should avoid them at all costs unless well equipped. They were apparently a common occurrence around her homestead but she felt confident that she was prepared well enough to deal with just about any threat.

Arriving in town gave Sasha a bit of a scare more than anything. Living out alone in a cabin in the woods didn’t prepare the young woman for the grandeur of a city. While not massive like she’d heard other cities can be she was still surprised and a little excited to explore around. “I’ll join you then, you have the gold after all.” Sasha says in an excited tone before she starts walking along Priscilla. Her eyes were looking back and forth at everything taking in the sights wondering what was around the corner.

[Mark3000]

Time: Night Phase 2

Iona & Magz

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The wounded Red Dire Wolf looks up to see Magz charge the three other wolves with righteous fury. The noble paladin brings her greatsword down on one of the wolves. Her loud proclamations of JUSTICE give Iona and Morgaine the opportunity to attack. From afar Morgaine launched a volley of caltrops towards the grey dire wolves. They yelp in pain as they sink into their feet. Then from behind Iona attacks one of the wolves from behind with a quick two punch combo.

The two remaining wolves remaining wolves regroup and commence their counter attack. One pounces on Magz pinning the paladin with it’s large body. The other opens it’s maw and bits at Iona’s arm as it did the one red Dire Wolf.

It’s then that Morgaine comes in and swipes at the third wolf. “Look alive girls! We’re not out of this yet” she says as she prepares her two weapons for the next attack.

Despite their best efforts, Iona can’t get the one wolf off of Magz as is bites the woman underneath it. But it proves to be a last gasp of resistance as it falls over. The bleeding wound from the caltrops proving two much.

Backed into a corner, the final wolf attacks Iona again leaving a wound on her shoulder. But as it lands you here Morgaine shout “X-SLASH!” In a single motion Morgaine attacks the wolf with both her weapons leaving a large X shaped cut. With no time to recover, Magz finished the beast off with a swing from her Greatsword.

The forest falls quiet as the battle concludes. The red dire wolf you saved walks to it’s fallen kin and checks their bodies before letting out a mournful howl. She then approaches your group and sniffs each of you before running back into the forest, disappearing into the bush.

“Well that was something” Morgaine said as she put away her weapons. “Next time warn me when you’re planning to charge in will ya” She says as the lead Adventurer continues on to their destination.

Iona and Magz have received:
Pristine Dire Wolf Fang x 2 (Trinket, +1 Strength)
Dire Wolf Pelt x 3 (Can be used to craft a Wood Rarity Armor or upgrade an armor piece to Wood Rarity)

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The three of you reach the small village just as the moon rises over the horizon. Though it might be more apt to call it a slum. There were only a few shacks spread across the landscape. The streets were filled with men and women of ill-repute.

“Alright girls, here comes the hard part, the legwork” She says as she hands each of you a copy of the wanted poster. “A scoundrel like this won’t be hard to find. We’ll split up and start looking for info. Iona you’re with me. Magz …” Morgaine says looking to the paladin. “Try and keep a low profile. We’ll meet back up in two hours.”

Despite the small size of the settlement, there are quite a few places to check. To your left behind one of the shacks you can see a group of prostitutes trying to entice new customers. Near the centre of the slum, there were a pair of merchants. One was selling weapons, while the other was selling vials containing a strange powder. There wasn’t an inn or a pub per say. But people did seem to gather around one house in particular. Of course there were just people walking the street you could talk to as well.

Harper

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Heidi nods as she follows you through the hallway deeper into the passage. It doesn’t take long for you to arrive at a rather cramp room. The setup resembled a private study with a desk and bookcase. Off in the corner was a portrait that resembled St. Lily but it was different somehow. Most records described Lily Constantine as a soft spoken priestess with a meek personality. But this portrait showed the Saint in a gray overcoat and trousers, a white shirt and a sleek tricorn hat. There was also a fierceness to her that was unlike anything you’d read about.

After noticing the portrait, other things began to stick out about the room. On the wall hung various crossbows and rapiers. Most were in bad condition but one or two were still usable. The books on the desk and bookcase were all about demons and monsters. Their habits, targets and general mannerisms were all covers. There were vials containing various liquids and powders and skulls that looked to belong to some kind of otherworldly beast.

Meredith

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The three of you are silent, the fireplace crackles as the fire flickers. Finally Evaline stands up, limping to pick up her clothing. “We …. We have to get going or we won’t reach Tan Village” she said with a glazed look. She handed a spare cloth to Meredith and Angelica for cleaning off the excess sweat and cum. The two redress, though they are so absent-minded that Angelica’s armor and Evaline’s robes as disheveled.

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The trip to Tan Village is a quiet. Neither woman wanted to talk about their ordeal. But you could see Evaline still limping from her first sexual experience. Angelica constantly looked over her shoulders expecting another attack.

In the middle of the night you reach the lush fields of Tan Village. Lines of wheat and corn shook in the autumn breeze. The streets of the small town are empty, all the villagers were inside their homes, preparing for the next day.

In a small village, it doesn’t take long to find the chapel. It's a quaint little structure in the middle of a few small homes. A small lit flame stood by the entrance signaling the church was a place of sanctuary, of safety.

Sasha & Priscilla

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The two of you enter to find a raunchous atmosphere. A few men were huddled around different tables smoking from a strange device in the middle. Some looked like normal townsfolk, while others wore simple armor pieces. But they all have a relaxed look on their face. The smoke filled the pub with a sweet aroma.

Other than them, a large group of men gathered around a single table. They were dressed in rather impressive armor, but they all had a rather rough demeanor to them. You hear a loud thud and the crowd erupted into cheers.

“Another win for Gustuv!” One of the men yelled as they raised their mugs of mead. The group parts to reveal two men engaged in an arm wrestling match. At least they were, one man with an impressive frame lifted his arm in victory.



“Anyone else want to take me on!” He yells looking around the room. His eyes finally settle on Sasha & Priscilla. “How about it girls! I’ll even take you with weak side” he says lifting his left arm. “Hell if you put up a little coin, you might win back enough to afford some decent armor.” He said with a laugh. His men followed suit, howling with laughter.

[Littlemankitten]

Harper frowned when she took in the room. This wasn't quite what she expected. Yet she wasn't to surprised, there had to have been a special room dedicated to the study of demons and artifacts collected by the church over to years that could present a memetic hazard to those unprepared. So Harper just assumed this was simply meant to be here. Then again, it wouldn't hurt to ask Heidi, if anyone knew of this rooms existence, it would be her. "Is this room meant to serve as a safe-place for possible corrupting influences?" Not really waiting for an answer, Harper walked over to the portrait of Saint Lily. She had never seen her displayed like this, it was to well done to be a normal form of desecration. It looked almost like a official painting of a long forgotten branch of the White Flame.

Heidi began flipping through some of the books in the collection before answering Harper. "It would appear so. But there is no record of the Constantine family being involved with the study or suppression of demonic forces. I've been through the Demon Hunter Archives in Whitemore and they've never come up. It's more then likely Saint Lily was acting outside the church's authority" She said picking up another book.

Examining the portrait, Harper realize just how well made the frame is made. As her hand brushes it, a small key falls loose. Inscribed on the key are the initials 'L.C'

Harper didn't like how Heidi answered that question. 'Appeared so'? That made it sound like she didn't actually know. The idea of Saint Lily herself acting on her own seemed slightly preposterous to. Everything Harper learned about her said she was the epitome of virtue that always did what the church wanted, and never got involved in the demonic forces unless it was to banish them. Yet, why was all of this here then if only the Constantine family had access to these secret passageways? As Harpers hand brushed the frame, she knew this was made deliberately and with extreme care. Up close it was clear that its quality rivaled that of the best painters employed by the church, and the frame was made with a type of wood she's never seen before, but it felt masterfully polished. Harper jumps a little when the key falls down. Picking it up, she inspected it closely and wondered about the initials. L.C... Lily Constantine? She turned to Hiedi and showed her the key. "Look at this, do you think it belonged to Lily herself? The initials must be Lily Constantine no?"

"I can't see it belonging to someone else" Heidi said as she examined the key. Looking around the room you both notice a small compartment underneath the bookcase. The keyhole looks like a perfect match for the key.

Harper nodded, indeed, it couldn't be anyone else. Could it? Looking around the room, Harper wondered what to investigate next. Her eyes rested upon the compartment under the bookcase. Grabbing the key, Harper walked over to it and slotted the key in.

Sliding the compartment open, Harper find a leather bound journal. On the cover was a pentagram with Constantine crest in the center, a one winged dove. Opening the cover, there appears to be a foreword on the first page.

'To who ever finds this journal. I, Lily S. Constantine bequeath upon you the knowledge held within. Though my own training was rushed, this information can not be contained to a select few. Despite the church's best efforts, the demon threat will always be present within our lands. And the White Flame won't always burn at it's brightest. Should it fade, the art of demon hunting must not be lost.'

Harper carefully read the foreword multiple times, and looked around the room. Something didn't feel right, but she couldn't quite place it. She motioned for Heidi to come over and check the book out along with her. She began to read the next page, idly wondering if this was about demon hunting, Why was there so many symbols related to demon summoning around here?

Heidi comes over to read the journal with Harper as she flip to the next page. There she sees a drawing of a woman with sharp claws and large bat like wings. Beside it is the next entry.

'This is the demon that captured my brother. Alexis had always been a strange one. An Antiquarians, he was always on the search for new items. But to think he would bring something this dangerous to our home. It has already enthralled him and my parents. Only I was able to escape. I make for Whitemore to seek the aid of the paladins to dispatch this foul creature.'

Harper did her best to take it all in, Lily had been in direct contact with a demon? One capable to enthralling and corruption it seems no less. This was all very surprising and interesting news. To think the epitome of virtue had family that were corrupted by demonic forces. After she finished reading for a second time, she flipped to the next page.

Harper continues to read, Heidi seemingly as engaged as you. After a few notes on the journey to Whitemore. After a break, Harper finds the next major entry.

'The Church had not hear my pleas for help. All their Paladins were occupied with expanding the kings territory and the White Flame's reach. Despite our prayers and devotion to the church, we were a family of small time merchants and scholars. However, a man approached me saying he would take on this demon for a price. What ever it is, I'll be willing to pay it.'

Harper wasn't sure she liked were this was going. The more she read the more blasphemous all of this sounded. The books she read always described the church as helping anyone in need, and while it was true they were intent on expanding their territory every once in a while, they never turned down anyone in need. Let alone anything about turning down the righteous saint Lily. Not to mention the last sentence. It was practically a cliché among the books studying demonology and enthralling that people are much easier to enthrall when willing to pay any price. Perhaps she was letting wild thoughts get to her. Only one way to find out for sure though, she turned the next page.

Just as Harper was about to turn the next page, you hear a loud crash coming from the hallway opposite the entrance. That's when you remember the reason you actually came down here, to find Lianna.

Harper jumped when she heard the crash and dropped the book and looked around quickly, before discerning roughly where it came from. Shaking her head she remembered why she was even here, she could investigate this later now that she knows its here. Harper cautiously walked towards where she heard the noise.

[MiscChaos]

Well, that fight definitely could've gone worse. She only took one blow and straight up slaughtered a wolf in one combo, but that one hit threw her for a loop. While she can dish it out, it looks like she can't really take it just yet. It'll be something to work on in the future. Well, that or wolves just hit really hard, but that's still something that can be solved by either getting better clothing or growing a tougher skin. Still, given what happened, she feels stronger and faster as a result. She supposes that's the difference between sparring and actual fights. But to the victors go the spoils and she negotiates 2 wolf pelts out of the deal. She gets the feeling Magz isn't that material anyway, but she can work with this fur to fix the issue she just identified. "Well, it's not like it was a terrible experience. Getting to use my skills for real was kinda fun!" Iona says with more than a bit of cheer. With her victory high, she turns to the last wolf left and squats in front of her. "Keep out of trouble now. I'd hate to have saved you now just to kill you later cause you went and kicked up a ruckus." She's sure the beast at least will understand a threat from people capable of destroying a pack that was just about to slaughter the red wolf. "Bye!" Standing back up, she follows Morgaine into the city.

Well, city is generous. The place they walk into is more of a combination of a bunch of shit shacks piled together, but after years of just the Monastery this might as well be a fucking palace. Well, it was until she learned she would be stuck with Morgaine. Which makes sense since she is the flight risk, but dammit! It's gonna be hard to slip off into the night with the flippin' Mistress of Adventurers on her ass! Well, she might as well get the job done and that means figuring out who to talk to. Well, part of the guy's crimes is rape, right? So who would know more about sex than the prostitutes? And who is easier to kidnap than the ones people generally want to pretend don't exist until they need them. They can follow up at the bar since drink has a way of loosing lips, but the sex workers is her first stop. "Hello, ladies! I was wondering if you knew anything about this ugly sonnuvabitch right here?" She says as she shows the wanted page. "I figure if anyone knows about who's fucking who around here, ya'll are the experts on it."

[Lorielle]

Sasha was somewhat taken aback by the extremely lively nature of the tavern. She felt a bit giddy but a little scared at the same time. Looking around she noticed there were only men save for a woman flitting between tables and hands. “W-we’ll I certainly don’t think I’m up for the challenge.” The recruit then gives a non-confrontational gesture and looks to Priscilla. “I’m sure you can handle it. I’m gonna get us a table. Don’t lose all our money.” She gives the other recruit a pat on the back as she looks for a secluded table away from all the noise then seeing if she could get the attention of someone for something to drink or eat.

[Blue56]

Priscilla smiles upon hearing that Sasha will accompany her, pleased to not be alone for her first trip to a pub. A sweet aroma hits her as the two recruits walk through the door, apparently produced by the strange devices people were smoking from. The second thing she immediately notices is that there are a lot of well armored men in here, making the lack of a guard seem even stranger. Before the two can do much else, a large man has already called out a challenge to them. The disrespect this group had for the equipment given to them by the church struck her as rather rude and boorish, but Priscilla knew better than to let her temper flare in this situation. She's pondering how best to respond to the leaders challenge when Sasha wastes no time in declining and leaving Priscilla to handle it.

With all eyes now on her, she has to think faster than she would have liked. One thing was for certain though, no matter how confident she is in her strength, she would certainly not be risking the money entrusted to them by the Head Paladin. Disappointing Emma on such a simple task seemed like a certain way to make her first mission her last. Still, this situation might still be turned to her favor regardless. Priscilla had dealt with shrewd nobles in court, surely these commoners would be easy to persuade to act as she wished. "I confess, I have no coin to with which to make such a bet." She begins, choosing her words carefully while putting on a charming smile. She hadn't lied to them, the coin was Emma's, not hers. "I've never participated in a contest such as this however, if it's a challenge you seek, I'd be happy to take you on for sport rather than for coin." She offers, hoping that would be acceptable to the man. If she won, it would be a fine opportunity to exemplify the training the White Flame had to offer, and even if she lost she could simply keep her allegiance to herself. Gaining their respect for her strength would also loosen their tongues most likely, making it easier to get the information she wanted out of them.

[mrblah]

Meredith was the slowest to recover, her body worn out and exhausted by the previous abuse she'd been put through. She could still kind of feel them, still pumping away in her... the priestess was in a daze. When Evaline had approached her to hand her a cloth to clean herself with, she felt a burning shame on her cheeks... but the head priestess was right, they still had a job to do. Meredith went about cleaning herself off, and by the time she was done, the two were ready to go. She found her discarded clothes and put them on. Somehow, she felt even dirtier now than before...

As they were getting ready to leave, her eyes spied the map that the bandits had left, that directed to their hideout. She grabbed it... and with barely a thought of consideration, she tossed it into the dying fire. She then turned to follow the other two women to resume their journey... which had been understandably quiet, considering their ordeal. She didn't want to bring it up as they didn't, but she couldn't help but notice the slightly uncomfortable way Evaline was walking, and Angelica's increased vigilance. She felt guilty. In some way, what had happened to them could be attributed to her. If she had been better in combat... if she just did away with her code and fought, maybe they would have had a chance. Maybe she could have at least saved Evaline...

When they reached the quaint little village, Meredith was still in a depressed mood, which didn't let up even at the sight of the chapel. If anything, standing near it now only seemed to remind her of what had been done. "... I suppose we're here." She spoke up for the first time to the others, in a neutral tone of voice that hopefully masked her emotions as well as she wanted it to.

[RandomRoninKitten]

Iona & Magz

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The wounded Red Dire Wolf looks up to see Magz charge the three other wolves with righteous fury. The noble paladin brings her greatsword down on one of the wolves. Her loud proclamations of JUSTICE give Iona and Morgaine the opportunity to attack. From afar Morgaine launched a volley of caltrops towards the grey dire wolves. They yelp in pain as they sink into their feet. Then from behind Iona attacks one of the wolves from behind with a quick two punch combo.

The two remaining wolves remaining wolves regroup and commence their counter attack. One pounces on Magz pinning the paladin with it’s large body. The other opens it’s maw and bits at Iona’s arm as it did the one red Dire Wolf.

It’s then that Morgaine comes in and swipes at the third wolf. “Look alive girls! We’re not out of this yet” she says as she prepares her two weapons for the next attack.

Despite their best efforts, Iona can’t get the one wolf off of Magz as is bites the woman underneath it. But it proves to be a last gasp of resistance as it falls over. The bleeding wound from the caltrops proving two much.

Backed into a corner, the final wolf attacks Iona again leaving a wound on her shoulder. But as it lands you here Morgaine shout “X-SLASH!” In a single motion Morgaine attacks the wolf with both her weapons leaving a large X shaped cut. With no time to recover, Magz finished the beast off with a swing from her Greatsword.

The forest falls quiet as the battle concludes. The red dire wolf you saved walks to it’s fallen kin and checks their bodies before letting out a mournful howl. She then approaches your group and sniffs each of you before running back into the forest, disappearing into the bush.

“Well that was something” Morgaine said as she put away her weapons. “Next time warn me when you’re planning to charge in will ya” She says as the lead Adventurer continues on to their destination.

Iona and Magz have received:
Pristine Dire Wolf Fang x 2 (Trinket, +1 Strength)
Dire Wolf Pelt x 3 (Can be used to craft a Wood Rarity Armor or upgrade an armor piece to Wood Rarity)

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The three of you reach the small village just as the moon rises over the horizon. Though it might be more apt to call it a slum. There were only a few shacks spread across the landscape. The streets were filled with men and women of ill-repute.

“Alright girls, here comes the hard part, the legwork” She says as she hands each of you a copy of the wanted poster. “A scoundrel like this won’t be hard to find. We’ll split up and start looking for info. Iona you’re with me. Magz …” Morgaine says looking to the paladin. “Try and keep a low profile. We’ll meet back up in two hours.”

Despite the small size of the settlement, there are quite a few places to check. To your left behind one of the shacks you can see a group of prostitutes trying to entice new customers. Near the centre of the slum, there were a pair of merchants. One was selling weapons, while the other was selling vials containing a strange powder. There wasn’t an inn or a pub per say. But people did seem to gather around one house in particular. Of course there were just people walking the street you could talk to as well.

After the wolf pack has been exterminated, Magz uses one's fur to wipe off her blade, and sheaths it slowly "Justice always triumphs, the fools should have known upon sight that their sins would be their undoing, as the warriors of the light will always bring great JUSTICE upon their arrival." When Iona mentions the pelts to her, she tells her that she can just keep two, she has no need of them, as her pursuit of JUSTICE does not hinge on material possessions, only her devotion to said JUSTICE.

Magz nods her head in understanding as Morgaine gives her orders. When the two depart her company, she walks briskly over to the Merchants and hails them "Hello, sirs, I would like just a moment of your time to discuss a person I've been searching for. Have you seen this man, and if so, where, and what was he doing at the time of the sighting?" she said, keeping a completely neutral face.

[Mark3000]

Time: Night Phase 3

Harper

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Following the noise, it leads you to a rather elaborate door. At the centre was a strange spinning mechanism. The inner and outer rings were covered in runic letters that could spell a phrase when properly arranged.

“Blast it all” Lianna says as she gives the door a swift kick as the mechanism clanked while returning to its original state. It took her a moment to realize Heidi and Harper were behind her. Straightening herself out, she tried to present her usual dominating demeanor.

“So you managed find the secret passage too” She said looking to the door. “I was hoping to travel a bit further into the sanctum but this door is blocking the way. It’s unlike anything I’ve seen before.”

“It’s a rubric door” Heidi said approaching the door with a surprised look. “It’s sealed by powerful magicks. It resists all forms of physical or magical infiltration. The only way through is by solving the puzzle on the front.” She says touching the mechanism. “These letters are ancient Starspeak. It was used in some of the churches earliest scriptures. If we arrange these the right way we should be able to open it. Though whatever is behind this door, Saint Lily didn’t want it found.”

Iona & Magz

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Charisma Check
Iona 15 + 2 =17
Prostitute 20 + 2=22

One of the women turns to Iona with a look of annoyance. Her corset showed off her hourglass figure and velvet dress. Her blond hair fell down her back highlighting her slim face. “Why don’t you run along kid. we’re working” She said trying to shoo away the monk in training.

Morgaine chuckles as she pats Iona on the back. “Real smooth flight risk. Here, let me show you how it’s done.” She said approaching the same prostitute. After getting her attention Morgaine gives the woman a sultry smile. “Don’t mind my friend, she’s a bit green. How about we share a drink and you can tell me if you’ve seen this ugly mug”

Charisma Check
Morgaine 9 + 2 = 11
Prostitute 20 + 2 =22

The prostitute just laughed as she looked down at the young headmistress. “You’re calling her green? You barely look older than her” She said. The other woman began to chuckle as well.

Once they stopped. The woman who answered them first walked off. The other woman went back to their usual business. Folding her arms, Morgaine spits on the ground. “Well that could of gone better” She said looking at the makeshift brothel. “We may not have gotten any answers but we can still check out the brothel.”

Charisma Check
Merchant 1: 3 + 3 = 6
Merchant 2: 5 + 2 =7
Magz: 17+ 3 = 20

The two merchants take a break from their haggling and selling to turn to the young paladin.

“Hey Mikey, doesn’t that guy look familiar” The apothecary said.

“Yea Mickey, he’s the layabout that was browsing my axes. Spent an hour just lookin’ and didn’t buy a thing.” Mikey responded, obviously annoyed. “I’ve never seen a man handle an axe so caringly. He was muttering something about setting someone”.

“He’s left off for Beltran’s place” He said pointing to the the shack with all the people coming in and out. “Though don’t know if he’s still their”

Before you leave, the merchants call you over. “Hey little missy. Before you go, why don’t you buy something. We don’t just take coin. If you’re willing to trade, we’re willing to buy!” Mikey said as they displayed their wares:

Mikey:

Battle Axe(Wood): 2d3/Engage/ Strength (+1 Strength) (10 Coins)
Hatchet(Wood): 1d4/Engage/ Strength (+1 Dexterity) (10 Coins)
Bronze Claymore: 2d4/Engage/Strength (+1 Strength, +1 Charisma) (15 Coins)

Mickey:

Bottle of Night Petal Essence: (3 Uses) Gain 25% Critical chance for an entire battle. Highly Addictive (5 Coins)
Bottle of Shade Powder: (3 Uses) Increase Charisma by 6 for half a day. Highly Addictive (5 Coins)
Bottle of Agony Killer: (3 Uses) Recover 3 HP, Reduce Damage taken by 1 for half a day. Highly Addictive (5 Coins)

Sasha & Priscilla

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Arm Wrestling (Strength Check)

Round 1:
Priscilla: 8 + 4 =12
Gustuv: 13 + 8 = 21

Round 2:
Priscilla: 9 + 4 =13
Gustuv: 7 + 8 = 15

Priscilla sits across from the imposing man as their hands meet in the centre of the table. The first match is over in a flash as Gustuv slams your arm into the desk. Priscilla hears a bit of cheering as the rest of the men raise their mugs. Preparing his arm again, Gustuv silences the crowd. “Settle down you guys. What do you say girl, best two out of three?”

The second match is a little closer then the last. Priscilla struggles to nearly pin the large man’s arm. But it doesn’t take long for Gustuv to turn the tables and pin Priscilla once more. There isn’t any laughter this time, just cheers and admiration.

“She almost had you that time boss!” One of the men said as he slapped her on the back. Gustuv smiled and turned to Priscilla.

“That she did, I bet she’s earned one of these” He says sliding a mug of ale to the young paladin. “So what brings a well trained girl like you to a town like this?”

Sasha manages to find a table in the far back corner away from the action. As she call for some service, one of the tavern wenches come to her. Her red hair is tied into a pair of braids that accent her simple green and white dress. “How ya doin hun? What can I get ya?” She says with a pleasant smile.

Meredith

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Evaline nodded as she pushed the door open. The small chapel houses a few rows of pews and a display of candles. There were two nuns attending to the church. When they saw you, one walked to one of the side rooms while the other approached you.

“You must be the ones Father Donovin sent for. He’s just in his study. Sister Jennica has gone to fetch him. I go by Sister Bianca” She said. Sister Bianca was at least the same age as Evaline. She had straight, shoulder length hair and a soft motherly face. “It seems like you’ve had a rather long journey. All prepare rooms for you.” Sister Bianca said as Sister Jennica brought Father Donovin. He was a rather elderly man. His head was bold and face as showed his age. Despite his small stature, her moved with a sense of purpose.

“Sister Evaline, I’m glad you took my request. I hope the trip wasn’t too difficult” Donovin asked with a hint of concern. Evaline and Angelica flinched but Evaline was quick to answer. “No! No it was a q-quiet journey” She said, hiding their previous encounter.

“Good, I’ll give you a chance to rest, then I’ll explain the situation.”

[MiscChaos]

Iona raises an eyebrow at how the prostitutes try them. "I guess you're not used to using that mouth for anything besides sucking dick with how rude you're being. If you didn't wanna talk to us, just say so. Don't be insulting." When Morgaine speaks up about visiting the brothel, she shakes her head. "The ladies are a representative of how the master allows his customers to be treated. If the ladies are this rude to prospective customers, then it's because the master allows it to be so. I will not spend any coin at a place that does its business that way." She's not being entirely truthful though. She would happily still spend coin at the place if the ladies or gentlemen involved were good-looking enough. But she wants the lady still around to sweat a little. See what information she can still get out of her.

"Or the master doesn't know how ill-mannered they are to potential customers. Maybe we ought to pay it a visit anyway. It's only right that such poor behavior be corrected so that the establishment draws in as many people as possible." With a thoughtful look, she nods her head. "Yes, that's what we'll do." She pauses for a moment to see if the prostitute left will offer the information that they wanted, but if she doesn't, then she'll start making her way to the brothel. At the very least she should see if this behavior really is their go to before striking it from her list of acceptable places to get fucked.

[Blue56]

Priscilla was blatantly shocked to find her arm pinned to the table so quickly. She had expected him to be strong, but to be so truly overwhelmed was a surprise. Still, now that she had done it once she knew what to expect. When her opponent offers another attempt, Priscilla gives a resolute nod and readies her arm again. This time she was ready and with all her might she managed to force his arm ever so close to the table, but her strength gave out at a crucial moment and she found her position reversed and her arm pinned once more. The paladin was disappointed but the cheers and admiration from the men around her told her that she made a good impression all the same. "Thank you for the match." She says simply, offering Gustuv a smile and a nod of thanks as he slides a mug of ale over to her. She had had a glass of wine or two at some of her father's parties, though she was under no illusion that this would be the same quality of drink, but she felt comfortable sharing perhaps just one drink with her new acquaintances.

As Priscilla takes a sip to help get her used to the taste of ale followed by a larger swig, she can't help but laugh internally at the thought of her father's reaction if he ever saw her like this, drinking with man such as these in a place like this. "My name is Priscilla and I am in training to become a paladin at St. Lily's monastery." She replies as she sets her mug down on the table, she hadn't won but she still had made a good enough impression that she felt comfortable revealing her allegiances. "We were dispatched here to assist in patrols. Although I must admit, it was surprising to see there was no guard posted despite such a group of strong men residing in this town." Priscilla comments, adding a bit of flattery in hopes that Gustuv and his men might tell her a bit about what's going on in Basinburgh.

[Lorielle]

From her new seat Sasha has a hard time keeping an eye on the other recruit but maybe that’s for the best. While she draws all of the attention Sasha could work on getting some information. When the wench comes by Sasha perks up. “Oh hello, yes could I get an ale and maybe a soup if you have any? It’s been a long journey.” Sasha says in her bubbly tone of voice before eyeing the redhead up and down. “I must ask do you know where all the guards are? I expected a town this large would have guards posted and patrolling quite frequently.”

[RandomRoninKitten]

"So Missy, anything catch your interest" Mikey says smiling as he rubs his hands.

"Since you seem like such an upstanding young lady, I'll offer you these at 5 coins a piece." Mickey said, practically shoving the strange mixtures into your face.

Magz doesn't change her expression, she first looks at the Bronze Sword, then at the potions. She then pulls the Wolf Pelt out of her bag "I'm interested in some of the Merchandise here, yes, however before I consider buying anything, I need to free up some room in my pack. Would either of you have any interest in this wolf pelt?" she asks, her tone and facial expression completely neutral.

Mikey and Mickey both give the pelt a close examination. Though it seems like only Mikey shows genuine interest. "That's a fine pelt you have there. Fine material for clothing. I could take it off your hands for say ..." The weapon merchant pauses for a moment. "20 coins"

Magz looks at the pelt again, then raises it back up for the Merchants to get a better look "Hmm... could it possibly be worth slightly more than that to you?" she asks, in a sweet and innocent tone, while giving off an innocent-looking smile.

Charisma Check
Magz 4(1d20) + 3 = 7
Mikey 6(1d20) + 2 = 8
Despite your innocent question, Mikey shakes his head. "20 coins is more then a fair price for that pelt. In fact I would say I'm overpaying for it. But it's worth it to do business with someone trustworthy."

"I'd take the coin if I was you girly" Mickey chimed in from the side.

Magz goes back to her neutral tone and expression and nods her head "I thought so. I'll accept your offered exchange." then she hands over the pelt as soon as the money is being handed over to her.

Mikey hands Magz the agreed upon coin for the Grey Dire Wolf Pelt. "Pleasure doing business with you Missy. Now that you have a bit of spending money. Why not have another look at our wares?"

Magz nods and points at the Bronze Sword "I'd like this sword, and" he then points at the Bottle of Shade Powder "And the Shade Powder" she said. She then handed over the appropriate amount of coins when the items were handed to her in exchange.

Mikey happily hands you the Bronze Claymore. The minute you take it, you can feel the difference between it and your old weapon. Unlike the greatsword, the claymore feels easier to wield, even for a two handed sword.

Meanwhile, Mickey hands you the bottle of Shade Powder. It had a deep purple colour to it. When you open the bottle it gives off a sweet aroma like lilacs. "If you ever need another dose, I'll be here waiting" the merchant said with an sly yet friendly grin.

Magz nodded and put her old weapon and the Shade Powder away into her pack "Thank you for your business sirs, I hope to conduct further business with you in the future." she said with a wave, then as she made her way towards the location the two merchants had pointed her towards, she equipped her Bronze Sword.

The two merchants see you off with a wave before returning to haggling their ware.

"You think she'll be back?" Mikey says once Magz is out of earshot of the two.

"Without a doubt, especially after she has a taste of that Shade Powder" Mickey says grinned as he shakes a few of his remaining stock.

[mrblah]

Being within the walls of the chapel was both calming, and somewhat shaming for Meredith. The previous incident was still fresh on her mind, and Evaline's reactions seemed to suggest the same for her. Still, it was over now, and if she continued to think about it, recovery wouldn't be possible. The best way to keep her mind off it was to occupy it with more important things, so she turned to Father Donovin and spoke up.

"If it would be at all fine, sir, I'd like it if we could be debriefed as soon as possible." She looked to the others for support or otherwise, specifically silently asking the Head Priestess if she'd be fine with this. "... I'd simply like to occupy my time resting with something in mind. Something important to the mission."