The Sealed City: Imperial Mission

[mrblah]

With the reinforcements dealt with, Ertha turned her head to meet the guard's glare with her own, looking down at the man who'd so easily wilt before evil, contempt in her eyes. "Of course... I suppose I can understand a lesser man wilting in the face of such danger." She scoffed. "People like you are precisely what's wrong with the world. The ones in positions of power who act weaker than those who have nothing. Your job was to protect your city, but you failed, and you joined those problems. Now you have to live with that, and all the atrocities you allowed."

She turned her attention to her teammates. "We should hurry with the interrogation. That civilian'll get herself killed if she's on her own."

[Firehead]

Seeing stairs behind the door, Alane slowly crept her way down gasping at what she saw. She recognized Elma laying on the altar. She was here to be a sacrifice, but didn't that mean she was being married into a family? Then she remembered the man who told her that. Luka had turned on them and become a monster, so it seemed the fate of the sacrifices was a lie as well. In her surprise, she doesn't pay attention to the state of the steps and looks down in shock as one lets out an awful creak.

She looks back up suddenly to confirm that her presence was now known. They were just priests, but she was injured, and if one of them was a monster like Luka then she likely stood no chance. Her first instinct was to run, but that would leave Elma in their clutches with preparations to summon this scion almost complete. Whatever they had planned for the woman Alane couldn't just leave her to that fate, could she? Quickly, she drew her tome and prepared a fire hesitating a moment as she decided who to target. Then an idea crossed her mind. Taking aim, she launched the ball of flame at one of the bowls. They had to be important to the ritual?

[exalted]

Rebecca rolled her eyes as the Thief and two men discussed ethics, tearing strips of cloth from their clothing to act as gags later as she waited for them to finish.

Growing bored, she ushered the two men deeper into the dark room, hoping to find a cupboard or wardrobe large enough to secure them in.

"Gather anything you can find," she ordered back over her shoulder to her two subordinates, tossing the pack of gear she had taken earlier for them to divy up.

Safe for moment and out of sight, she pressed her pistol against one of the men's knees and leaned in close.

"Now, about these men you kept out," she hissed quietly so the others would not hear, "I'm looking for one, a Colonel Warrick, what did you do with him?"

After getting her answer she would gag the two and secure them as best she could before returning to the others.

[Mark3000]

Robert, Ertha, Keira

Ertha easily puts the chained guard in his place as he quiets down.

Meanwhile Rebecca/Robert begins her interrogation. Looking around the room, you find an empty weapon closet that might do the trick. Your pistol lands on the knee of one of the larger brute. Shaking and squirming, He answers immediately. "We didn't do anything to him! Colonel Warrick had a written pass from a Schwarzberg Noble. The next thing I knew, he had taken up a station in Fort Nightward to the east. If you wanna find him, check there." He said before being gagged and stuffed into the weapon closet.

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Alane

Alane
Fireball: Random Bowl
1d10 (1-2 = Miss Completely, 3-5=Ritual Delayed by 1 hour, 6-8 = Delay Ritual by 1 day, 9-10 = Ritual Stopped)
Target Roll: 5, Ritual delayed by an hour.

You let loose a ball of flame that scorched a bowl containing a strange purple herb. it burns up in a puff of smoke. A few of the robed men gasp but two along with Father Markus rush towards you.

Father Markus
Void Bolt (Alane)
Accuracy: 13 + 15 - 16 = 12, Accuracy Roll: 10 Hit!
Damage: 7 + 18 - (22/2 + 6/3) = 12

Just as the bowl burns up, the priest raises a bizarre looking staff and unleashes a bolt of twisted energy. The spell hits her square in the centre of the chest causing you to fall over. Before the world goes black, Alane sees the other robed men approach her.

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When Alane comes to, she feels a chill run across her body. Looking down she notices her clothing had been stripped, leaving her naked. She could see her clothing and weapons in a corner. When she tries to move, she's stopped by a leash around her neck chained to the altar.

Looking up, the young magic user is confronted by the Father Markus and the other robed men. Though one seems to be missing. "You've caused us a bit of a headache young one. It will take us a couple of hours to to replace what you destroyed." He said as he brushed her hair. "But you have provided us with another offering for En'Debu, King of Flesh. But first we must prepare you."

Confused as to what he means, he raises his hand and closes his fist. On his signal, they disrobed. Their bodies were thin and lacked any real muscle. But what stood out were their cocks. They didn't look natural, more like recent additions. The cultists' members were long with various bumps along them. These unnatural penises seemed to wiggle as if they had a mind of their own.

Just as Alane is about to be assaulted, Father Markus raises his hand causing the others to pause "We have given our bodies to En'Debu and received his blessing. Should you wish to taste his power as well, you need just say the word. We will spare you as an offering and take you into our fold."

[exalted]

Robert shrugged her shoulders around as she made sure that her equipment was situated correctly where she was used to being at a moments notice.

"Alright, let's find our missing civilian and then get out here," she barked to the group, drawing her sabre in one hand and her pistol in the other.

Pointing towards the dark corridor that lead deeper into the city, she motioned for Kiera to take point out in front followed by the Thief and lastly herself.

[lilbooth]

Keira searched the room for gear when Robert barked the order. She had finally fallen out of her combat stance and relaxed for a moment. She was concerned with leaving the guards alive if they were found and released, the team was in some serious danger. But she was equally worried that Alane would be getting herself into an equally dangerous situation. But before Keira was ready to go dashing into any sort of danger she needed to get herself patched up. She had been meaning to have a quick chat with Robert also and her injuries was a good way to sneak in a conversation. Keira decided to corner the lieutenant as he finished with his interrogation. She grabbed one of the soothing balms and shrugged her leather armor, exposing her chest, abdomen, and badly injured shoulder. She put on a sexy pose, well what she thought was sexy; though the blood and bruises may have reduced her appeal a bit. "Think you could patch me up before we head out?" She asked Robert, clutching the balm against her bosom.

[exalted]

Rebecca watched with raised eyebrow as the Little Princess sauntered up, looking away and blushing as she noticed the other woman starting to strip. Her hands shook and clenched in fists at the shear audacity of the woman to bear her self so boldly.... it had nothing to do with her noticing that the noble woman also had a larger bust than her own, strapped down around her chest. It was just... unimaginable, a normal woman would be shamed and shunned for such lurid behaviour, but apparently the aristocracy got a pass on this shame as well.

Glancing back, she realised the Little Princess wasn't going away and blushed again when she noticed where she had held the balm.

"Fine, but we must be quick," she mumbled, looking away and fidgeting with her colar as she reached for the balm, accidently poking one of Kiera's nipples.

Opening the container, she quickly spun Kiera around, to better access the injury she assured herself and not to avoid staring at another woman's breasts, and quickly to got to work massaging the balm into the skin. Her fingers worked hard and efficiently, kneading the salve into the muscle and ignoring any complaints or protests.

[Firehead]

Alane was glad to see the cultists gasp as she blasted some of their ingredients. She wasn't sure how well it would stop the ritual in the long run, but she had clearly set them back. Hopefully, she could find a more permanent way to help Elma once she'd recovered. Turning around she only made it up a single step before lightning coursed through her body. Even if she hadn't been injured in the fight with Luka, it would have been a serious blow to her, but with the injuries, she simply couldn't hold onto consciousness and blacked out.

Coming too, she brought a hand to her forehead noticing the lack of a sleeve and remembering what had happened. She tried to stand when she noticed the men surrounding her only to be yanked back by the chain about her throat. She watched in shock and surprise as Markus explained who they were, and the men disrobed. She gasped as she saw the men's mutated members. Even if the only ones she'd seen before were in a textbook, she could immediately recognize something was wrong with these.

They offered to have her join them, and while she didn't know what exactly that meant, she knew it wasn't something good. She tried to move away from them as far as the chain would allow and got ready to kick at the men if they came any closer. "N-no, get away from me y-you monsters."

[lilbooth]

Keira simply smiled as she watched Robert burn with blush and do his best to avoid eye contact with the entirety of her figure. "I'm glad you like them." Said Keira as the lieutenant's hand brushed against her nipple and grabbed the balm. She was about to give Robert a bit more of a show when she was abruptly spun around. Maybe he is an ass man after all... She thought to herself. To be fair, her shoulder injury was the worst of the lot and there really wasn't much work to be done from the front. For being shorter and generally smaller than Keira, Robert really put in some good work during the message. It took a few moments for the salve to really work its magic but once it started the roughness of Robert's touch began to become soothing. While she had him so close, Keira decided to tease the lieutenant a bit more. She wiggled backward into him as he worked, grinding her ass against his pelvis.

"Permission to speak freely sir?" She asked politely, she didn't want to go and spoil her message by angering Robert.

[exalted]

Rebecca bit her lip at the Little Princess's comment about liking her breasts, trying to stay in her role and not break character as she worked.

She gasped lightly as she felt the other woman press her rear against her, grinding the rolled up sock she kept in her pants against her sex and her sinful little nub, as Kiera wiggled and rolled her ass. She rolled her eyes and tried to ignore the strange feeling her gut as Kiera kept wiggling, pressing the sock harder and harder against her sensitive flesh, wondering if this was payback for the spanking before.

"Granted, if you must," she muttered in reply to Kiera's request, gnawing on her lip to stop any other sounds from coming out.

Grabbing the hem of Kiera's pants, she pulled the back down over the swell of her cheeks, revealing only the back of her ass. Putting another dollop of balm on her hands she started to massage and knead the Aristocrats ass, looking away and her fingers played over the red welts left from before.

[lilbooth]

I knew he would go for the ass! She shouted to herself internally, her grinding seems to have done the job. She reached up one hand to fondle her breasts as the lieutenant worked away on her ass. With her ass now a bit more stationary she bent backward and rested her head on Robert's shoulder. giving him a clear view of her front. She continued to grope herself as she spoke, pausing to let out soft moans. The lieutenant could clearly see a bulge protruding from her tight leather pants.
"Well you see, that elixir we found on those bandits. I've had them a few times before, parties and celebrations and such. But these ones seemed to produce a bit of a different effect." She said as she used her other hand to pull her new appendage free, subsequently causing her pants to fall down. Her new cock was standing at attention, already twitching and begging for a touch. "Considering you ought to have the most... experience, maybe you could give me some pointers?" She asked as she nuzzled against him. Kiera was by no means naive of male anatomy, or the means of pleasuring it. But oh did she love torturing the lieutenant like this.

[mrblah]

Ertha, meanwhile, had been watching the two with an unimpressed look. As ever-vigilant and hardworking as she was, the idea of stopping in the middle of a job to get frivolous with one another was a lost concept on her. "..." She crossed her arms and looked away with a blush, feeling a little awkward with just standing around while the lieutenant and the knight... wait, what did she just say? Ertha took another glance at the scene, and her blush worsened as she stammered. "Th-the hell do you have in your pants?!" She had never seen a woman with one of those before, and Ertha was trying to wrap her head around it. Those elixirs did THAT? ...

Ertha had to resist the urge to check between her legs to see if she had one. She probably would've noticed immediately if there was an extra weight swinging between her legs the way Keira's did... or so the thief hoped.

[lilbooth]

Keira's face lit up as Ertha exclaimed and glanced away. "You could take a closer look if you'd like." Offered Keira, eyeing the thief up and down.

[Mark3000]

Robert, Ertha, Keira

Soothing Balm: Keira (Restore 15 HP)

Keira's search through the room bares some fruit. Right next to the weapon closet are a pile of old arms that were just sitting their. Most are junk but there are a few in good condition.

First their is a rather sturdy Long sword with a rather elaborate knight's crest. The other weapon was a spear similar to the one Luka was using. The staff was solid with a rather large spear head.

Weapons Acquired:
Main Weapon:

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

Knight’s Sword
Attack 1: Accuracy: 15, Damage 1d10
Attack 2 (2 Stamina): Accuracy: 17 Damage 2d6
Weapon Skill: Stance(Thrusting)
Aim the point of your blade squarely at you opponent. Attacks deal 50% more damage with a 15% chance to critical.

Broadhead Spear
Attack 1: Accuracy: 16, Damage 1d8
Attack 2 (2 Stamina): Accuracy: 18 Damage 1d6, 60% Chance to inflict Bleed
Weapon Skill: Power Thrust
Accuracy: 15, Damage 1d6, 15 % Critical Chance
Whine back and launch the spear forward towards the enemy. deal +1d4 for every point of stamina used (up to player)

Keira also finds a few other odd trinkets. The most peculiar was a hunting horn with an eagle on the rim. The inside of the bell was lined with various inscriptions.

Sub-Weapon
Valorous Horn:

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

Call of the Hunt (2 Stamina):
Use the horn to sharpen your ally’s senses. +25% to ally’s Accuracy, +10% chance to land status effects For two turns. For 3 Stamina, gain +25% to ally’s Accuracy, +10% chance to land status effects & +10 Critical Chance for Two turns
Melody of Healing (2 Stamina):
Use the horn to restore your ally’s bodies. Allies gain +3HP and +1 Stamina Per turn for Two turns. For 3 Stamina, Allies gain +5HP and +2 Stamina Per turn for Two turns

Despite the worrying thought, Ertha can't feel any new equipment between her legs. Though it does put her new found claws and and fangs into perspective.

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Alane

Struggle Roll (Feat of Strength)
Alane: 5 - 3 (Flaws) + 16(1d20) = 18
Cultist: 10 + 10(1d20) = 20

With a look of disappointment, the priest lets the other cultists have their way with the young magic user. When Alane attempts to kick one of the assaulter, it does nothing. Instead the assaulter grabs her leg and pulls her forward. With a single thrust, the cultist impales Alane on is twisted cock. The foreign appendage continues to wiggle as it sinks deeper into Alane's pussy.

The moment Alane opens her mouth to breath, another man grabs her head pulls it down to his own member. Now bent over, Alane has a penis thrusting in her mouth and pussy as the others wait for a chance to join in.

[mrblah]

"... And why would I want to do that?" Ertha cleared her throat, blush still fiercely present on her face. She could give no other words, as the woman was still quite flustered by the odd situation. "I'm sure I can view it in full from here, anyway." ... That came out wrong. She pretended not to notice her slip and shifted her weight from one foot to another, sneaking glances at the two every now and again.

Seeing the new weapons and trinkets, Ertha picked up the horn to study it. Looking it over, she figured it'd be more useful than the old Military Dagger she stole from a guard.

[Firehead]

Seeing the cultists coming closer, Alane panicked lashing out with the only thing available, her feet. "I said get away from me!" She yelled as she thrust her foot out only for her ankles to both be easily grabbed and pulled out of the way. With her legs held, she had nothing to protect her nethers from the cultists, and she soon found her virgin sex penetrated for the first time and by such a foul looking thing too.

She screamed as her virginity was taken which only left her mouth wide open for another cultist to occupy it with his own twisted thing. Tears welled up in her eyes as she continued to flail her legs as wildly as she could hoping to push these monsters away from her.

[exalted]

"Wait... you... you have a... you're a guy?" She snapped, recoiling hastily away from Keira.

Turning her back to the man... woman... thing... she took a handkerchief from her pocket and she wiped the remaining balm from her hands.

"I-if you injuries are now tended to, then we should be on our way," she blushed, distracted by adjusting her uniform to notice anything behind her.

[lilbooth]

Kiera pouted as Robert pulled away. Perhaps she should have expected it, but then again she hadn't quite figured out Robert's uhh... orientation. "Do I look much like a man to you?" She asked cocking her head to the side a bit. "That bottle of elixir sprouted this up, and they seem to have done some work on you as well." She said gesturing towards Ertha. "I see the two of you aren't that opened minded though." She said as pulled her pants and armor back on. The other gear she found looked to be in good working order, and the sword was certainly made a skilled craftsman. She hefted tested a few swings with the sword before offering it to Robert. It fair if each of them took 1 piece, and she was definitely takin the new spear. "If you think your capable of swinging that around it looks like it will be quite an upgrade for you." She said with the sword held towards the lieutenant. "I'm happy to take it otherwise."

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

OOC: gonna switch out the royal spear for broadhead and if Robert doesn't want the sword then may as well switch the axe for it. I would like to try to put the axe and spear somewhere secure if possible. The spear at least is pretty nice, them stats are just too good to pass up.

[mrblah]

Ertha cleared her throat again when her own changes were pointed out. Though, she thought it strange that the two of them had been changed and not Robert... out of curiosity, she gave the man a direct gaze, and picked up a few things that she didn't expect to find. The lieutenant's face kind of looked a little more... feminine than she remembered it. Granted, she actually would avoid looking at any of her teammates too closely, but it sorta seemed to jump out at you when you looked. Another thing; said lieutenant looked about as banged up as the knight was.

"... well, since we're already taking a break, you should do something about your wounds." Ertha gestured to the lieutenant, pulling her own soothing balm from out of her hidden storage places.

[Mark3000]

Robert, Ertha, Keira

Looking around, Keira finds another weapon closet that looks like it could house a few unwanted arms. There was even a key left in the door to lock it.

Just as your group travels through the guard office, a tall man in priest robes comes face to face with your group. "Ah you wouldn't happen to be friends with Miss Alane would you?" He asked with a curious look. "I ran into her along the road and led her to a sanctuary. She asked me to find her friends and aid them." He finished with a solemn nod.

Sense Motive: (Feat of Insight)

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

Priest: 16 + 3(1d20) =19
Ertha: 6 - 3 (Undiplomatic) + 3 (Perceptive) + 1(1d20) = 7
Robert/Rebecca: 5 + 3 (Perceptive) + 9(1d20) = 17
Keira: 5 - 5 (Slow-Witted) + 1 (Diplomacy) + 16(1d20)= 17

It seems like you've all had a stroke of luck as you find someone to lead you to the civilian's location.

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Alane

Your flailing doesn't get you anywhere but it does annoy the cultists trying to have their way with her. "She's struggling too much. Bring the incenses we got from Lady Shindt"

Just as you register the name, one of the men lights a large number of joss sticks.

Incense Resist Roll (Feat of Endurance, Level 2, Must get >20 to succeed)
Alane: 6 + 6 = 12

The minute the smoke begins to fill the room, Alane's body begins to relax. The pain from her first time transformed into a pleasurable heat. Once you've stopped struggling, the two cultists occupying your mouth and pussy move faster. Their penis's wiggle like wild snakes down your throat and vagina. The other began rubbing their cocks against your bare skin and hair.