Through the Gate (jondude)

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I'm thinking of making pure orcs male only, not for sure though. I don't want to call them Drorcs, do you want a specific term for this hybrid?

Also, I'm thinking one more post and then the plot is going to happen. Let me know if you want me to just edit this one to include it.

The orc drow is certainly built very heavily, almost seeming to lack some of the raw curves you recall from the drow, but you're pretty sure it's just taken up purely by muscle. Her neck is easily as thick as your thigh, and you can see how easily she throws herself around. She's panting heavily, and seems to be struggling... at least it seems that way. After a few seconds you realize that she's putting on a show and seeming to get lucky as she claims her second and third victories. She takes several light wounds, and she bleeds from them a bit, but ties them up and gives them a few moments to heal. You notice that they stop bleeding very quickly, almost as fast as your own magically assisted healing. After the third victory, she stops holding up individual fingers, instead making a fist to indicate that she's all in.

Her defenders almost seem to win each time, and she's got no end of orc men that seem to be willing to risk their lives for her beauty. You don't know what kind of breeding speed orcs and drow share, but you're willing to bet the chief can easily get a new set of troops within a few years if he wants to replenish the old fashioned way. You can almost see him salivate at the idea from your shared vantage point at the top of the 'arena'. Drow begin to trickle in, joining the orcs as the orc task masters join the festivities.

Larena seems captivated, rather than simply enjoying herself, the goddess almost seems dazed or drunk. The last time you saw that kind of expression, a gun ship had swooped out of the air and laid waste to an enemy army, but something is very different about this. Many of the drow seem utterly beaten, but begin to look hopeful as the stranger repeatedly crushes the attackers. Larena finally catches on that you've been talking to her after you poke her in the shoulder. "The drow calls herself Vlonra." The redhead manages to gasp out.

In the meantime, you realize that the drow woman has beaten another three orcs, taking her total up to six victories. Trista catches your attention, whispering, "She's got 31 of them freed if I'm reading the situation right." Which means another several victories, and the drow woman will have completely cleaned out the orc chief of slaves. You were tempted to try and free them, but through luck, you've managed to stumble across someone willing to do it for you. You feel an urge to talk to the drow woman after this if you get the chance. The orc chief seems to be catching onto this, as even though the drow makes a showing of being on the verge of defeat after every victory, something isn't sitting right with him, and you spot him trying to count on his fingers.

[jondude]

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Sounds good to me, but I won't say no to a tribe of amazon futa Orcs somewhere either. Maybe with a bit of a... Conan barbarian theme? That would be cool. And uh yeah... Thats a tough one. Can't say I have any better name suggestions then you and I've had two weeks to think about it. Silver Orcs maybe? That sounds kind of neat.

Well, either the half drow, half Orc woman was really having a tough time of things and was just managing to get by the seat of her pants, or maybe she was just a really good show woman. Crysta and Trista were definitely leading toward latter, as while she made everything seem difficult, she wasn't very winded, and she wasn't always on edge after her fights. There was a calmness to her after she won a match, brief as it was, and most certainly a calculative look to her eyes. Indeed, as after the third Orc loses it's life to her in combat Crysta gets the distinct impression that everything by and large was going quite the way pretty Orc hybrid woman wanted it too. Of course, perhaps there was something a little extra to the equation as well. Larena certainly seemed to be having a good time as well, as her already sparse clothing seemed to be shrinking every minute as she watched. Larena was a demigoddess of passion after all, so despite the purple Orc's lady's cool expression there was must be something intensely driving her to get this kind of reaction from her... but then again, one could say the excitement and fervor of the other Orcs around them trying to win the Hybrid woman for themselves might be lending to that as well. "Vlonra eh? ..._{thats a cute name...}", Crysta says, mumbling that last bit to herself.

And so they keep watching, another three going down in twice as many minutes. Soon the whole camp is around, drow slaves included interested to see the event. The poor drow though, despite there building hopeful expression, still act quite subdued compared to the loud jeering and cheering Orcs, not wanting to draw any extra attention to themselves despite there apparent right to watch the contest before them. Trista fills her in on the situation, and Crysta definitely wants to talk to her sometime. Granted though, that might have to wait. She looks up to see the Chieftain catching on to status of his holdings, which to Crysta could mean two things. The Chief would be forced to fight her himself, or the Chief would break his own kinds rules and traditions. Both were possible really, it all really depended on who was on top. Crysta was willing to bet that, just like on Earth, there were those that would stoop to anything to keep their power. Laws and rules be damned. She gripped her shotgun a little tighter as she watched the last few fights, thumb resting on the safety, just in case.

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Your caution doesn't seem to be necessary, but you can see that the orc chieftan is getting antsy. Toward the ninth victory, the orc chief suddenly snaps at an underling, barking in their guttural language. Larena says something to him in orcish as well, and the large green man opens his eyes wide before holding up a hand to pause the display. He begins to whisper to his aide, before the aide scrambles off. Larena seems to find whatever they did to be acceptable, as she doesn't object. The goddess even gives a slight hiss of pleasure as something rumbles toward the entrance. The gate opens and an orc sized steam jack steps through, carrying a large wooden club.

The drow hybrid looks agape at the thing, struggling to find weaknesses before the rocky beast struts toward her, the ground shaking as it walks. The woman picks up her speed immediately, seeming to almost blur at this distance as she decides to stop holding back. It looks to be too little too late however, as the first blow she strikes at the back of one of the jack's legs shatters her club. A howl of frustration escapes her, almost drowning out the hoots and cheers of the orc spectators. The woman dances around the arena, picking up fallen weapons from the other orcs, but none of their soft weapons manage to damage the steam jack. The jack advances slowly, a large ax its only weapon as it shrugs off the blows of softer weapons.

Finally, the drow woman begins to bark something at the orc chief who only gives a guttural laugh. Rather than continuing the entertainment, the drow woman holds her hands up, and begins to speak in accented drow. You don't catch much of it, but you see the other drow tense up. The woman spreads her arms and begins to walk towards the jack, who's steady tromping is visible from behind. The drow woman's eyes stay on the orc chief as she marches toward certain doom. Larena lets out a hiss of pleasure before you are suddenly yanked to one side. Gaining your balance, you realize your long sword is in Larena's hand, and the goddess makes a sharp over handed throw like a spear.

The magical sword flies like a spear and strikes the warrior woman in the chest just as the jack swings its ax at her. The sudden impact slams her backward, and the ax blade splits her face open with a gout of blood, but that's all the decaptory blow manages to accomplish. A loud ringing can be heard as the stone bladed ax and your sword collide, the sword knocked flying. The drow woman hacks up a wad of blood, as she sits up and looks at the ax which is now showing a rather large chip and crack where it impacted your sword. An explosion of dust is all the warning you see as the drow woman makes a flying leap toward your sword, still in a scabbard, with a large hole where the ax struck it.

Pulling the sword free, the drow lets a hand run down its length and feel the unmarred section and minor dent caused by the ax. The bleeding slows on her face as a vicious grin spreads across her sharp toothed mouth. A slight cock of the head, and you sense a flare of magic activate the spell embedded in the blade before the drow strikes the ground and a small explosion of dust and burning rock is triggered. Moving back into position, the drow woman approaches the jack with new confidence, and the spell is triggered once more, shattering the ax blade into a stump, before the drow spins around to its backside, and takes out a knee. The softly oozing purple stone that makes up the mechanisms of the legs convinces you that the jack is stuck in position now. The drow tries once more to drill into the back of the jack, only for the power cell to fail to put out anything more than a mana based fart.

The drow woman backs away, seeming to study the blade and the pommel energy storage unit before she approaches the crippled jack once more, this time moving more cautiously. The jack does its feeble best to ward her off before she is on its back, and using the advance, magically crafted blade as a crowbar to force the plug on its back open. The arena is deathly silent as this point before a groan and crack can be heard. A valve and blast of steam catches the drow woman, knocking her off of the back and blasting her away. The jack slows and completely stops in less than a minute, completely devoid of life at this point.

Larena seems almost orgasmic by this point, barking something out in orcish, and the orc chieftan looks like he wants to fight about it before he glares at you and your other forces. Larena looks to you, speaking in common, "She is free, and she is taking all of the drow here with us. We will take them to the city with us." The orc lets out a guttural denial, but doesn't seem quite ready to take a swing at the goddess. You could try to talk them down. Or you could have your own jacks start a surprise attack and decapitate the small local army.

[jondude]

Crysta and Trista can only watch as the half Orc half Drow, Vlonra, Won another couple of fights, finally putting her in the position to claim every single captured Drow slave after one more fight. The Chieftain though seems to pick up on this himself, which really isn't that surprising. Though Orcs hardly seemed like the most educated lot, it would make sense that their leader was more then just the best fighter as that could only get you so far in a leadership role no matter what your customs and traditions were. The both of them watch as the Chieftain then seems to hatch a plan and put it in motion, and a minute later comes the broad form of a jack into the ring, and looking quite peculiar at that. Though it is made primarily of stone like most jacks, it was quite 'blinged up' as were. Various bits of metal and attached to it, crude horns on it's head couple with various bits of bone decor and paint. It really kept up with the whole brutish savage aesthetic Orcs seemed to enjoy.

But of course it seemed contrary to what little of their culture that they knew of to have a jack fight in this kind of scenario. After all a jack was sort of an assault tool/heavy lifting device, and was hardly a free thinking sentient being. Just a device with 'magical programming'. It was hardly capable of accepting a challenge, so it seemed in poor taste for the Chieftain to send the jack in to fight on his behalf when he had more or less been personally challenged by Vlonra, who had thus far been fighting his minions who got first bat for a chance to gain favor with the Chieftain, and of course, win Vlonra herself. But then again none of the Orcs around them seemed to care so... well they guessed that was that. And that was not really good for Vlonra, who clearly had not foreseen this possibility as looks at the hulking stone and crude metal monster with a genuine look of worry.

She gives it her all though. She smashes her weapon against it's leg, breaking it before backing off. From there she simply starts picking up the various other weapons her defeated foes had dropped, but achieves no better result. After five minutes of high pace moving to avoid it's ponderous heavy blows Vlonra is clearly quite starting to feel some fatigue, and all the weapons available to her are smashed to bits. Crysta isn't sure what she could do at this point, though her heart leaps into her throat for a moment as she seems to do... something. To Crysta it almost seems like she is just accepting her fate as she walks toward it while speaking in an elvish tongue she could not understand, but there had to be some method to her actions judging by how the collected slaves react.

Before she can completely follow through though Larena deems it fit to intervene, Crysta let's out a startled yelp when Larena grabs her sword and takes it from her belt, making her stumble against the demigoddess for a moment before she finds her footing again. "Larena!? What the he-", she starts to say before she sees what the fiery haired woman does. A well placed throw saves Vlonra's life, stumbling her back and providing her a better weapon in one action, the hybrid woman coming out of it with nothing more then a bloody cut on her cheek. From there the fight rapidly changes in her favor, as she separates the Jack's axe blade from it's handle, that promptly cripples it by cutting into it's leg with the enchanted ultra sharp blade. A quick bit of foot work sees her behind it then, where she uses Crysta's sword to pry open it's back to get to breach the steam vessel. She succeeds, but also blast herself onto her back where she quickly recovers to see the Jack barely moving as it lost its power, before finally going inert. Vlonra had won... good! The air is filled with the cheers of Drow and the silence of stunned Orcs. The Chieftain looks pissed, but doesn't do anything yet.

Meanwhile Larena fills her in the result. Which definitely sort of catches Crysta off guard. "All of them! With us?", Crysta says. She didn't have the supplies to feed fifty something Drow for a multi day journey, which would definitely take longer now that they could move at full speed! Quickly though Crysta takes a deep calming breath. Really this was a good thing. They had just saved people from Slavery after all... well Vlonra had, but they were in a position to help nonetheless and one of their main mission goals while on patrol was 'hearts and minds' after all. Besides, she could always just radio base and get some food air dropped. This was hardly as bad as it seemed. "Why the city though? Aren't they from the village we just came through? Wouldn't they rather go back there?", Crysta asks. Whatever the answer though Crysta would do her best to help, but before she could she had to get things sorted out. After all they were still in a very precarious position. They were still a middle of a camp of combative and potentially hostile Orcs, and now she had a half hundred noncombatants mixed into the equation. She did not want any fighting to break out, at least not until she could get the newly freed slaves secured.

"Trista, help me get these poor folks rounded up and out of here.", Crysta says before turning to Larena. "Larena, I need you to give me some time here. Make sure the Chieftain doesn't do anything stupid just because he lost.", she asks her. That said, Crysta and Trista to Vlonra. "Hey miss, great fight and all, but we need you to help us get your people out of here before the Chieftain does something he's going to regret. I don't want a fight to break out with so many unarmed people caught up in the middle.", She asks her. She could hold onto her sword for now, right now they needed to regroup and consolidate. With that said her, Trista, and hopefully Vlonra would begin to usher the former Drow slaves toward the Stryker. But just as a bit of added insurance Crysta contacts Amra on her ear piece. "Amra. Aim the remote gun at the Chieftain. If he tries to attack, shoot him.", Crysta tells her. If he did decide to go the violent route, perhaps seeing their leader gunned downed in a instant would convince the others to let them leave lest they suffer the same fate.

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I suppose we should agree upon a color for Vlonra then? Can you do a light purple? Like this? Or maybe something a bit darker?

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SON OF A BITCH, I had more than half the post done dammit.

The poor wounded drow woman manages to stumble to her feet, and the blood seems to have stopped flowing from her face as she fully stands up with your sword as a crutch. She hobbles toward the exit, completely bypassing the bell and gestures for her newly acquired 'slaves' to come with her. Larena looks to the orc chief with a smug smile on her face, before speaking in a menacing tone and lightly tapping the massive scythe on her shoulder. (roll:17) The orc chief barks something to his tribe, and the orcs let the drow go free.

There's faint rumbling from the drow as the knowledge of their freedom begins to race from one part of the group to another. As the group heads outside, the drow orc woman begins to collapse from her wounds, before another drow catches her and grunts at the unexpected weight. Larena begins to speak to them as she walks out, picking up the badly wounded woman on one shoulder and heading toward the modified Stryker. She leads in, setting the drow woman down on a cot and begins to work her hands up and down the womans body. As you walk past them to get the vehicle moving, you hear the two of them muttering to each other, only one of the drows eyes open, the other seeming to be too swollen from burns to be of much use.

"The drow aren't in great shape, but they'll function well enough. Head toward the city, we'll just be another day." Larena tells you, as she works on the drow. You feel magic begin to flow more intensely as Larena continues to work on healing the drow. You don't recall it taking this much, but you shrug as you're not the demigoddess. After a few hours of travel, you realize you've hit the limit of the former slaves and the group slows to a stop for the night. You head out, beginning to distribute some of the emergency rations and medical supplies now that you're a few hours travel away from the orc swarm. After another few minutes, Larena leaves the Stryker, stretching in a very lewd way as she heads toward a fruit tree that seems to be flowering and growing fresh fruit just for the redhead.

A grunt of surprise from behind brings your attention back to the Stryker, and the drow woman is there, at least you think it's her. She still has lower tusks, but they're much smaller, as is she. She's shed quite a bit of the hulking muscles she had before, but she's still very tall and with visibly defined muscles. She seems almost completely healed, the only visible damage being the remains of an intense scar across her nose where the axe blade nearly took her head off. Her armor seems to have changed as well, seeming to be much more fitting and not as cobbled together, and with intense reddish highlights, mimicking Larena's hair. Her hair is longer too, nearly to her ass and an intense white color, but with two bangs of intense red. She uses your sword as a crutch, but she doesn't seem to really need it, seeming to cling almost entirely as a psychological reason.

"Larena says I have you to thank for this." She says in slightly stuttering Imperial Common, moving toward you and holding knealing, offering the sword back to you. "She has taken me as a priest, and I need to show her respect and honor, so I return this to you as is your due." She seems incredibly formal, considering how she was using nothing but grunts. At your startled expression, she shyly pulls one of the red locks from her face before smiling, "I... did not like some of what my orc parent gave me, and asked the Crimson Lady to bring out more of my drow heritage." At your sidelong glance at her radically altered figure.

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So, there we go. I've introduced your drow knight, and given her a nice subplot that will develop as the RP continues. I know I kind of rushed it, but I was starting to forget a bunch of it so I decided it'd be better rushing it to get it out rather than letting it rot at the back of my mind.

Anyway, this is in fact the character from before that we discussed, so we can either use light purple or dark purple for now, and shift to red after the time skip and you're traveling with her over Larena.

[jondude]

Luckily things seem to go in their favor, with the Chieftain managing to see sense despite his great displeasure about his loss. It just really went to show though how much of an asset Larena was to have on their side. Her mere presence radically shifted opinions and demeanor of everyone they met, and in this instance saved quite a few lives. Had she not been around Crysta was sure they she would've had to resort to violence to make an exit. Something she was confident she could accomplish but it would've been messy. There would've likely been innocent casualties as Orcs started swiping up their slaves again. But that didn't happen, so Crysta gives that issue no more thought, simply guiding the group back toward their upgraded Stryker. A couple minutes from there sees everything more or less organized, Crysta and Trista mounted up, the Stryker taking up the rear with Larena sitting on the back of it daintily with her legs crossed, as if daring the Orc Chieftain to try something.

But before they head out though Crysta turns on the speaker to give the Orcs a warning for their own good. She speaks in Imperial common, so most might not get it, but at least a few of them were likely capable of speaking it and understanding it so that was good enough for her. "Hear me. I am Lieutenant Crysta Azzata and I represent the military forces from beyond the Gate. From the world the Empire you serve tried to invade, and failed at spectacularly. You have three days to abandon this mine and leave this area peacefully before more of us arrive. If you do not leave by this time, you will be removed forcefully. If you try to fight, you will die. Heed this warning, or ignore it at your own peril.", Crysta warns them in a stern voice. Would they take her seriously? Probably not, but she had to try. With that said she taps Trista on the shoulder and gets their now sizable convoy moving. For the next hour or so Crysta would have the turret facing backwards.

Course they don't get to far before Vlonra herself collapses, exhausted and hurting. Larena is quick to take control of that situation though, whisking her into the back of the Stryker and working her magic on her as they kept moving, Amra and Norika just watching as they went along. In the meantime though Crysta gives an extensive report to Eagle(Command), giving them a sitrep and a mission to keep one of the combat companies something to do. For the next few days the Orcs could look forward to a lot of drones and helicopters buzzing over them, mapping out their camp for the assault team should they not leave.

Eventually after a few hours it seems likely they had put enough ground between them and the Orc camp that Crysta us comfortable calling a halt. It was only early evening, right around dinner time normally and still plenty light out, but the poor former enslaved Drow are tired and hungry and not really equipped to travel. Hell most of them were only wearing tattered rags, and some of them didn't even have that! Crysta got the sense that some of the Orcs probably enjoying watching some of the pretty female Drow to work nude despite the rough manual labor of the job they were doing. They find a pretty good grassy area with a good sized creek running by it, which would serve them well even if it was right next to the road. From there things go relatively quickly. The Stryker is parked, Kira and Gir set up a perimeter, and then her and Trista distribute some food and show the Drow how to eat them and heat them, showing them the wonders of flameless ration heaters. From there They hand out some spare undershirts and underwear they head from their regular uniforms to those that needed it, and then they set up some tarps to serve as makeshift shelter, in case of rain. With the important stuff done, Trista goes about distributing some simple suckers for the Drow to lift their spirits while Crysta goes about setting up the attached external shower on the Stryker. The Drow could always bathe in the creek if they wanted, but the shower water would be somewhat warm at least. At least while the water lasted that is. And of course there is plenty of cold milk for the Drow to drink!

Finally though, Larena emerges from the back of the Stryker, smiling and satisfied with herself as she stretches and shows off her sexy body before collecting some fruits from a tree that grew into existence seemingly just for her. Crysta did not know she could do that! She'd keep that in mind. Behind her though is Vlonra and, well, she looks a lot better, but also a lot different! She's still by far the tallest woman among them, but she had seemed to slimmed down significantly. She looked less like a pro female weight lifter and more like a highly fit model made for endurance, and her Orc like teeth were quite a bit smaller! Her hair was longer as well, with shocks of red in it now. Hell even her armor looked better! More surprising though is when she comes right up to Crysta and gets on a knee, presenting her sword back to her and explaining the situation a little. Of course though Vlonra seemed a little hesitant to part with it. She likely was not comfortable having no weapon. Another thing Crysta would do her best to fix. "Oh. Well thank you, um, Vlonra. May I call you that?", She asks, taking the sword and putting it back on her hip. The Hybrid woman seems to have no issue with her using her name. "You know you did a great thing back there. Selflessness is a great quality to have, within reason though of course. Your quite lucky we came along when he did. But still, the victory is entirely yours and you should be proud of it. If your interested, the people I represent would love to see you. We think you could help us do a lot of good in this world!", Crysta asks her, before letting out a short laugh and looking at her sword. "As a show of respect and gratitude for your actions when we get to Scholomance I'd be honored to purchase a new weapon for you. Besides, as nice as my sword is I get the impression that you'd prefer something a little bit bigger then this. How does that sound?", Crysta says with a smile while simultaneously doing her best to not picture dirty little fantasies with Vlonra.

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Vlorna's face splits in a massive grin, and you can see that not only does she still have her smaller tusks, her upper canines have been enlarged as well, making them look more like fangs. She has perfect teeth other than that, and she looks a lot more drow like than she does orc like now. Given how strong Larena is, you're sure that the hybrid has not lost an ounce of strength, even if she weighs three quarters as much. Still, the woman is insistent that you take back your sword, going out to go find a branch to make a club out of and embedding rocks in it. "This will do for now, and I will seek a weapon from my Mistress." She says, nodding toward Larena in the distance before she heads out to talk with the drow she freed.

Larena returns from making a tree bloom and produce fruit, and with a second thought, makes all the rest in a small area flower and bear fruit as well, enough that the drow are able to get some slight nourishment besides the hyper dense nutrition from the MREs and vitamin candies. "I like this one, she'll make a good apprentice I think." Larena takes a stored bottle of cold milk and begins to chug it, not seeming to care exactly what it's from. Oddly, she doesn't seem too lusty, even with all of the hot sweaty elf bodies around, although it's possibly the feed back you've seen her respond to before. While some of the drow appear to be in decent condition, most of them are so taxed they likely can't begin to show any lustfulness like the village from before. "I think I should give her a sword though." She begins to mutter to herself, seeming to be thinking about how she wants to outfit her new charge.

Command acknowledges your response, but is mildly unhappy that you've effectively just committed them to an attack. They do respond that they're going to keep an eye on the area, and will have a few drones watching them within a few hours. Turning back and surveying the area, you spot the two jacks on patrol, and they seem to have gathered a bit of a following of younger drow. Not children, but definitely late teenagers, or whatever the equivalent in elf years is. After some quick checks on the Stryker, you think everything is good and ready for taking a little eight hour nap if you so choose. Or, of course, you could try and get frisky with your comrades. There's some new meat after all.

[jondude]

The sight of Vlonra so pleased is in itself quite pleasing to Crysta, and she has to struggle not to laugh a little as the tall woman goes making herself an impromptu weapon by slamming a large tree branch against the ground until [color=#BF80FF]she [/color]embeds some good sized rocks in the wood. Hopefully she would never have to use it though, as there was a better replacement hopefully not far in the future. One that Larena herself pledges to take care of, and with good reason too. If Vlonra was going to be one of her priests then it only made sense that Larena be the one to arm her. How she was going to go about it though was a bit of a mystery, at least to Crysta and Trista. "Well she seemed to like my sword even if it seemed a bit small for her. Why not a claymore or something?", Crysta suggests to her, eyes looking at the glass of milk the demigoddess drinks back. For some reason knowing that was a her milk, along with Trista, Amra, and Norika, sort of gives her an odd sense of pride.

With that said though the next hour is sort of spent just making sure all the the recently freed Drow are fed and have somewhere relatively comfy and dry to sleep. They would have to sleep real close together though given the amount of them there was, and they only had so much material to cover heads with. Thankfully though they seemed quite comfortable with that, so it wasn't really a problem. Still Crysta can only hope it doesn't rain during the night. Or anytime soon at all for that matter. Anyway, the sun was finally set, and darkness was rapidly approaching causing most to head to bed. Most of the Drow were out like lights unsurprisingly, and Crysta decided it was time for her to get some sleep. A sleep everyone could get thanks to the new hybrid jacks keeping an eye on things for them too! Should anything happen in the night there would be an alarm signal in the Stryker triggered by the jacks, and hopefully that would be that. If not it would likely be the sound of gunfire waking them up instead should anything try actively fight the jacks.

With that in mind, Crysta crawls in the back of the Stryker ready to get some sleep, only to quickly be greeted with the sight of an already naked Trista, lounging on sleeping bag next to a similarly naked Amra who was already spooning the pink haired American. "Well thats a nice sight.", Crysta says simply. Trista just laughs, only to let out lower giggles when Amra starts to lavish her neck with kisses. "Oh I bet. But someone needs to keep the horny elf babe occupied no?", Trista says with a wink before letting out a light moan as Amra starts to get a little extra handsy.

Norika meanwhile was just tucked in the corner by her fancy machine, intensely studying some book with the odd bits of paper around and completely oblivious to the world. Looking at her now, Crysta sort or realizes the woman sort of has all the ear marks of a student stressing for her exams, even if she was rather impassive at the moment. She was relatively certain that cat woman hadn't even stepped foot out of the Stryker all day! Clearly she was hyper focused on this presentation she would be giving. Perhaps to a fault. "Norika are you okay? Have you even eaten anything today?", Crysta asks her as she starts takes off her armor and neatly stows it away. When thats done she undoes the zipper for her under suit and starts to peel the ultra tight thing off her. "I think you need to take a break girl. Relax a little.", Crysta adds on, then sighs the next moment as she gets the suit off her chest, the feeling of cool air on her massive bare breasts quite refreshing. "You got that presentation in the bag.", Crysta encourages her as she starts to shimmy the suit down her legs.

While this was happening though, Larena and Vlonra are not around. Crysta isn't really sure where they are, but if she had to guess Larena was porbably giving Vlonra an... intimate priestess initiation or something like that. She wasn't really sure if the demigoddess was going to come back with her new charge and sleep in the Stryker or not or just stay outside with the Drow for the night. If she did though, then Vlonra would be coming in to quite a sight.

[porne]

Larena listens to your suggestion, nodding at the idea of a claymore, and begins to play with her scythe a bit, testing the weapon balance, eyes closed. That's an odd way of doing it, but you suspect that whatever claymore that Larena finds or makes, it's going to have some unusual abilities. Larena begins to head toward Vlonra, and the two begin to talk, testing weight balances and the drows preferences. While she was a hybrid before, she's clearly much more of a drow now. As the two chat, a few of the rare female drow from the prison approach, hesitantly, seeming to want to talk. The group heads off, a bit of privacy likely going to be needed.

Your two sisters from other mothers are looking pretty and sexy in their sleeping outfits what with only some skin visible. Norika flicks her ears at you, before looking up and letting her eyes slowly refocus. "Alright. It is still something that I need to practice. But no more kittens yet." The catwoman suggests, sitting up and stretching, the action pulling the shirt tight across her impressive bust. A yawn escapes, and the cat woman's enlarged canines almost remind you of Vlonra's, although they're reversed. Something about those predatory teeth tickles you.

"Are you going to do anything special tonight?" The woman asks, shrugging shoulders side to side as you see a bulging shape begin to stretch out her boyshorts.

[jondude]

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

Your two sisters from other mothers are looking pretty and sexy in their sleeping outfits, lightly fitting underclothes.

Crysta crawls in the back of the Stryker ready to get some sleep, only to quickly be greeted with the sight of an already naked Trista, lounging on sleeping bag next to a similarly naked Amra who was already spooning the pink haired American.

If by lightly fitting under clothes you mean naked, then yeah!

Also had a sort of vague fun idea that Larena could require some assistance with some 'sermons' or something every once in a while, which could involve some fun public scenes. Which could, interestingly, actually increase the groups reputation.

"Mmm... not particularly. Not unless Larena plans on throwing our new friend in here that is, but I think they might be busy off the bushes somewhere. Doing non-sexy things actually.", Crysta answers Norika.

This answer of course gets a cocked eyebrow from Trista. "Larena? Not sexy things? Really?", she says, understandably doubtful. "She looked ready to jump anything that moved and fuck it into to the dirt after Vlonra's fight."

Crysta just hummed and hawed. "Your right. But who knows with her. She probably just likes being mysterious and unpredictable... Or they're just fucking in the bushes somewhere. Seemed like she was in a semi serious mood though."

"Mmm. Well If Vlonra is anything like every other women we've met here I'm sure we'll get to know her soon enough.", Trista replies, then lets out a breathy moan as Amra gets more forward with her, one hand going under her side to gently knead at one of her breasts while her other hand snaked over her hips and between her legs, fingers quickly finding her tight little slit and beginning to rub. Crysta meanwhile just watches and smiles. She would not be surprised if Trista was face down and biting a pillow in a minute or two.

But she turns her attention back to Norika, feeling quite frisky at the moment after going the most of the day without any action(almost a new record since they met Amra!). Especially so after watching Larena fucking the Drow Matron back at the village this morning. "No kittens. Promise.", Crysta says, kicking her under suit off her feet and leaving her nude. The next second Crysta is moving herself between the cat woman's legs, spreading them to make room for herself. "Besides. You look ready to pitch and I'm happy to catch Norika.", Crysta adds on, hooking her fingers into the hem of the tight shorts she was wearing and then tugging them down. Near instantly she's greeted with sight of Norika's long feline cock, the shaft long and pink and uniquely shaped, jutting out of it's little internal pouch just over her clit. "Just relax babe.", Crysta says, before leaning forward and wrapping her lips around her feline like lover's dick, sucking at her tip and swirling her tongue around the pointed end before she begins to bob her head and start taking it deeper, bit by bit. At the same time though she bring her hands around Norika's side's to gently grip that wonderfully plush dark skinned ass of hers, one of her hands quickly seeking her tail and grabbing it at the base before gently petting down along it's length in a slow but firm motion.

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Spoiler (click to show/hide):

Makes some sense, but it'll have to wait. Larena's breaking a few rules with Vlonra that'll come up later.

Also, patched the previous part, sorry haven't been thinking as clearly as I'd like.

Norika leans back as you begin to felate her large, bumpy cock. You're sure you can't recall the last time you did anything with her cock, as Mary seemed to want to monopolize it for most of the time they were together. The catwoman seems to tense when you grab her tail, but calms down a bit as you stroke it. You feel a small surge of magic as Trista and Amra summon something to make their fun a bit more pleasant. You're very quickly distracted when you feel a softly furred tail wrap around your shoulders and begin to pull before you see a pair of lightly clawed hands bring your face around to look into the big beautiful eyes with vertical pupils. The pressure grows, and you begin to deep throat the thick cock.

[jondude]

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

Ah thats okay. I sort of figured that and was throwing it out there as maybe a possible idea for Scholomance and beyond. And no worries!

Crysta enjoys it quite a bit as Norika tenses up when she first grabs her tail, the soft appendage clearly a little sensitive. Thankfully she treats the wonderful thing with the care it's due and Norika relaxes, a soft purr coming from her as Crysta strokes that first foot of her tail while leaving the end free to do as it pleases. Of course though the main reason the dark skinned cat woman was purring was probably not the tail petting but Crysta's mouth wrapped around her cock. She let's out a sigh and leans back, straightening her back as Crysta went deeper and deeper on her and making her breasts strain against the tight simple shirt containing them. It was such a shame that they never really had much time with each other beyond the nights back at base, Mary taking up much of Norika's time as she taught her how to use much of their tech and the process of their world's modern design. Course Crysta was fine with that. Mary was a good teacher for her to have.

But now? Now it was them again, and Crysta would enjoy that as much she could. And she'd start with continuing to pleasure this wonderful exotic penis Norika had. Before she could really do anything else though Norika's hands gently stroke her hair before going sliding down to cup her chin, forcing Crysta to look her in the eyes as her tail glides over her shoulders. Her eyes are an almost glowing gold in the dim light of the back of their AFV, her beautiful face haloed by her dark blue hair. They hold the intimate gaze for a moment, before Crysta gives the woman a wink. Her next act then is to simply push forward, letting Norika's thick length slide into her throat inch by inch until she kisses her crotch, her bottom lip pressing firmly against the feline mage's love button. Crysta holds there for a few moments, letting her throat flex and constrict around her member while keeping her gagging silent for now. Her throat bulges from her size, and briefly Crysta wonders if Norika might have slyly made her equipment larger those few weeks ago in the royal baths at Italica after seeing Larena and Amra and their impressive summoned dicks, or if she was always this big? Whatever the case such thoughts could wait, as there was fun and pleasure to be had at the moment. Crysta repositions her hands at Norika's hips, then pushes her self back off her dick. When the tip remains in her mouth she takes a breath, then pushes back down and repeats the process again and again and again until Norika feeds her her seed.

Meanwhile just a scant few feet away Amra ramps thing up with Trista. The pink haired beauty can't help but gasp when a modest, at least for Amra, ten inch dick suddenly slips between her thighs, making the elfin woman moan and buck her hips against Trista in excitement, the movement making a fleshy clapping noise as her hips smack against her ass. "Oh?~ Is this for me?~", Trista asks, biting her lip as she reaches down to stroke Amra's magical length. She only manages this for a few seconds though before Amra can't contain her excitement much longer. She let's go of Trista's tit to grip her shoulder, them firmly pushes Trista onto her stomach on the half set up bed. Trista gasps, but smiles when she feels Amra excitedly mount her backside, that length finding it's way between her plush ass cheeks and sliding between them. Trista just wiggles in place, twerking her glutes and making her cheeks clap lightly around Amra's shaft before pushing her rear upward, giving Amra a good angle of attack at both her pussy and her ass. "Take me Amra~", Trista asks.

[porne]

Norika seems to really enjoy the fellatio, even as you enjoy tasting the exotic studded shaft. You're glad it's not got spikes or thorns on it like some cats do, and the odd shape is still lots of fun. Even so, you're not used to the larger than expected cock. You recall it being fairly normal in size, barely more than seven inches, if that. Still, you don't complain. You're sure if you wanted any changes, Larena would be happy to help you out, even if you didn't know a few different ways to get a temporary cock yourself.

Norika continues her soft purring, although it begins to ramp as you suck, eventually resulting in a low growl of dominance before a pair of hands force you to stay down as your mouth and throat become flooded with catwoman seed. You do your best to swallow the entire offering, and barely manage to do so. You'll have to ask if she tweaked that as well. Norika continues the soft growl, moving closer to you, and seeming to be ready to bend you over and test that contraceptive spell again. You did reactivate it, right?

Amra takes a few moments to admire Trista's body, before casting another slight spell, another dick joining the first as she pushes forward and penetrates both of Trista's holes, the bubblegum haired woman giving a cry of surprise which quickly turns into a moan of lust.

[jondude]

Crysta just keeps working Norika as the minutes tick on, her silent servicing soon taking on some bit of volume as the cat woman starts to get a little more aggressive and forceful. The odd smacking sound and gagging noise comes from Crysta every here and there, usually in those short moments when seal Crysta's lips make around her cock breaks for a moment. Dutifully though Crysta reapplies it in short order, making sure to give Norika the best possible oral experience as the woman starts to shove her shaft into her throat. Soon Crysta isn't even really bobbing anymore as Norika's hand's do most of the work, the experience going from a blow job to a face fucking session as the feline mage gets more excited. That's quite alright though, so Crysta just holds on for the ride, grateful that Norika at least had the courtesy to hold her hair back.

Eventually though Norika reaches her limit, and sadly right before Crysta was about to put things a little further by adding some fingers into the pretty kitty's pussy. But such is what it was, and Crysta did not resist her as she shoved her all the way down her dick once again. It swells in her throat, the flesh hot and pressing against that of her constricting esophagus before it began to unload. Crysta just murrs as she feels the hot spunk do directly down into her stomach, but she pumps it so quick that it quickly backs up, going up and around her cock and splashing into Crysta's mouth! The Canadian woman's eyes widen in response as her mouth begins to fill, but she resolves to keep it contained! She would have to hold it till Norika was done though, as she couldn't really swallow anything with her throat full of stiff dick. Soon her cheeks puff out, and Crysta's eyes water a bit, but finally Norika finishes as her hands go limp and her dick stops squirting. With that Crysta pulls her head back, letting Norika's cock slip free of her lips with a small pop before pushing her head back and then swallowing. She even makes a short show out of it, letting Norika see the short lived bump in her throat as she swallowed her seed. That done she looks back at the dark skinned beauty, noting that lusty look in her eyes as she got her second wind. "Just a second babe.", Crysta says with a pant, standing up for a sec.

With a quick flurry of motion she pulls out the other side of the bed and locks it in place, turning the back end of the Stryker into a full bed once again. That done Crysta dives on it, giggling for a moment before she gets on her hands and knees and presents herself to Norika, her body shining with a small sheen of sweat and her pussy glistening, showing how wet and ready she was. "Come and take me for a ride baby!~", Crysta says, wiggling her bubbly butt at Norika.

Meanwhile Trista gets quite the pleasant surprise when Amra redoes a trick she used when they had first met a month ago. Back then the elf had used it to impregnate both her and Crysta for the first time, and Trista actually finds herself mildly surprised she hadn't really used it since. Maybe it was hard to do? Or maybe she just didn't need to with all the sexy ladies to bounce in between. Whatever the reason Trista finds herself more then excited when she feels that second dick fall on the first, and gets giddy knowing that this time she would be getting both barrels!

And get them she does! Trista cries in pleasure as Amra pushes forward, both tips sliding into her holes and soon deeper. Amra pants through gritted teeth, the one penetrating into her ass going more or less dry and stinging a fair a bit. But a little bit of spit from Amra and a lot of experience with anal in general goes a long way to making the process more pleasurable then not. Her tunnels clamp down on the pricks inside of her, ecstasy flooding through her nerves and making her whole body tingle as Amra keeps pushing, not stopping till her hips press against Trista's ass where she pauses. Trista looks over her shoulder to see Amra giving her that adorably sexy loving expression, wordlessly asking if she was okay. "Haa~ I'm good Amra... go to town!~", Trista tells her.

[porne]

Norika continues to ravish you, before finally emptying her self down your throat. You almost thought about her balls, or whatever they were, before you realize you don't know. Where ever that cat spunk comes from, it seems there's a good deal of it. Norika takes the invitation, but doesn't penetrate you just yet, moving down between your ass cheeks with her cute little nose, before pushing your waist down and begins to lick at your pussy. You give a sharp 'hup' at that, the catwoman's tongue different than a normal humans with all the bumps and ridges you associate with a cats.

And Norika doesn't seem to be an amateur at this, strong tongue diving into your pussy and the nodes causing all kinds of fluttery feelings to fill your pussy. The position is uncomfortable, but you lose track of that in seconds as the catwoman rips an orgasm from you in seconds. Seconds! You'd only had that kind of response to a magic wand before. Hehe magic wand. Cause she's a mage. The giddiness must be getting to you.



Amra nods as Trista gives her permission, and the elf begins to push the American down, the two thick pieces of meat spreading her lips and ass apart as they sink in. The two heavy shafts are still rock hard, and oozing precum so they slide in very easy, not that Trista's body isn't producing enough fluid on its own. When finally hilted, Amra pats her stomach, nibbling at the ear and whispering, "when we get back, I'm going to make you a mommy again. I know you love that." Before giving a sharp nip and shifting around to begin pounding away, the two cocks providing very different sensations being entirely synchronized.

[jondude]

Crysta is a little confused at first when Norika goes in head first rather then mount her, but it only takes a moment for her clue in to whats happening. Despite that though a fraction of a second is really no time to truly prepare for what was coming. Crysta's breath hitches in her throat when the sexy cat woman pushes her face in between her ass cheeks. Her hands grip her plushy glutes next, spreading them to give her better access even as she pushes her down. A second later Crysta is more or less in a cobra position. As she gets comfortable Crysta can only anxiously wait as she watches the blue haired beauty get ready to do her thing. It isn't a long wait thankfully, but even then Crysta still can't help but gasp in surprise when she feels that tongue come out to play. It's not flat like a cats, but it certainly has that rough texture and a bit of extra reach! Pure pleasure shoots through Crysta's core as her tongue goes from her clit to the bottom of of her slit, even teasing her ass briefly before she goes in for a second lick. The second lick is even more intense, as this time she dips her tongue inside just a touch, filling Crysta's veins with lightning and making her pussy spasm from the intensity of it! "W-woah!~ What?~ Umphf!~ How!?", Is all Crysta can manage to gasp out between a couple more lashes of Norika's rough tongue. Her arms wobble as she keeps her upper body up, her big tits jiggling as she tries to hold on, but it's no use. After only ten seconds or so Crysta lets out a little squeal and cums, her cunt gushing a short burst of nectar before she goes limp, gasping as her arms give out. She falls onto her face, letting out another gasp as she squishes her sensitive breasts for a moment before simply panting and trying to take stock. What had just happened there?

Meanwhile Amra finishes giving Trista both barrels. The good kind of barrels mind you. That being dick in ready and wanting holes! But of course she doesn't get to work right away though. Instead Amra leans down a nibble on Trista's ear, making her tremble as her hot breath tickles her and she promises yet more when they get back to base. "Oooh~ Is that a promise?", Trista says, biting her lip and then flexing her core to make her muscles squeeze hard on Amra's shafts. "What about Crysta? Or Norika?", she asks, egging the elf on before giving her an extra sly look. "Or Larena? You going to make her a mommy again too?", Trista challenges her, hoping to stroke her pride a bit. Seeing her sort of rivalry with Larena was actually pretty cute, not to mention sexy. Besides, might as well make her shoot for the stars right?

She certainly get some kind of response from Amra however as the fair skinned elf nips her ear in a adorable display dominance, a short pinching pain coming from it. The next second the Stryker cabin is quickly filled with the sound of flesh smacking against flesh as Amra gets to work on Trista, pulling her hips back and her twin cocks out of the pink haired American woman's holes and thrusting them back in with an increasing almost desperate pace. Trista buries her face into the pillow she's hugging, her eyes fluttering as each thrust brings a intense burst of sexual bliss that radiates out from her core to her limbs. "Ahh!~ So full!~", she manages to say, back arching and pushing her ass up toward Amra. Soon Trista is a hot mewling mess as Amra keeps going, unable to stop her moans and squeals as Amra works her body like it was an instrument. Good thing the Stryker was pretty much sound proof! Or well, it should be as long as the doors were properly closed.

Even then though, the lot of them were all so horny and into it they had hardly realized that they were one potential Larena opening a door away from a fair bit of embarrassment!

[porne]

Norika sits back up, stroking her hardening cock, tongue extended more than a bit longer than a normal humans as she runs it across her lips and pulls it back inside. A smirk is all you see on the cat womans face before a hand pushes your face back down and that familiar cock begins to spread your pussy and sink into you. Norika takes it incredibly slow, driving you wild as she drags the knobs across your lower lips, and tail flicking back and forth across your teats to tease them. Weight continues to push you down as you feel another swollen pair of breasts press against your back as Norika bends over you and begins to slowly thrust into you.

Amra gives a little growl at the mention of Larena, "Yes. I will see all of you swollen with my children." The elf woman hisses into Trista's ear. A loud meaty smack echos across the vehicle as Amra smacks Trista's bubble butt, sitting up and rolling her hips before taking full control of Trista's child bearing hips and beginning to rapidly pound away, intent on leaving an imprint of her thighs on her ass.

(Luck:2)

Moments into the lewd display, the back door begins to open, a shock of white hair leading the way in before stopping and turning, just as Larena lets out a barking laugh.

[jondude]

Crysta pants, still getting her breath after the orgasm that Norika's wild tongue work had given her. She looks over her shoulder to see the dark skinned cat woman with a cheshire smirk, licking her lips, stroking her cock, and just exuding a sexy aura of confidence that made Crysta's heart skip a beat just at the sight of her. Of course though she doesn't stay that way for long as she shimmies forward, one hand coming to her left hip and lifting while the other went to her right shoulder and pushed. Knowing what was coming Crysta submitted to Norika's desire, going ass up face down like Trista just a scant few feet from her. Crysta coos as Norika gets ready, rubbing her pink feline piece against her wet pussy for a few moments and sending light but wonderfully foreshadowing pleasure through her whole body. Crysta has just enough time to bring her long purple pony tail off to the side and out of the way of things before Norika decides to get on with it, which is fortunate as for as soon as that hot shaft of hers started to penetrate her Crysta's mind went a little fuzzy. "Oooh!~", Crysta coos as Norika slowly pushes forward, her considerable size spreading her tight snatch, still kept tight as the day she had arrived thanks to Amra's 'sister' magic. After about a minute though the full length of is buried within her, Norika's hips pressing against her bubbly butt and squishing it for a moment before she start to just as slowly go back. "Ahh!~ Y-you tease~", Crysta gasps, before a sudden giggle comes from her after the sorceress sends her tail between their legs to tickle Crysta's tits. Norika just purrs in response however before leaning down, resting her weight on Crysta's back and rolling her hips, slowly, but deeply, fucking Crysta.

Trista meanwhile pretty much gets the exact opposite of Norika's slow and sensual treatment, as her goading really brings out the dominatrix in Amra. Which was really amusing to the pink haired American. When they had first met Amra she had been so sweet and shy and bashful, and really she still was in a lot situations. But when the pants came off boy could she ever be aggressive! Trista squeals when Amra gives her ass a sudden smack, the elf then saying her intentions to impregnate the lot of their group before she gets right into it. She thrusts hard and fast, the cabin quickly filling with meaty sounds of her hips against Trista's ass. "Mff!~ So full~", Trista moans out as Amra's twin dicks plunder her gripping holes, stimulating her g-spot from both sides and sending fiery ecstasy flooding through her veins.

But before either couple could really get anywhere there is a sudden thunk of metal as the man door in the ramp opens, which makes Norika and Crysta pause. Amra meanwhile just keeps pounding away at Trista, her ass facing the door. Crysta's eyes widen for a moment, but is helpless to do anything about it in her position. The door opens, and she comes face to face with Vlonra as the light from the cabin illuminates her. The silver haired hybrid woman blinks at her, and Crysta and Norika blink back as both parties take stock of the situation. Once again before anyone can react though Larena peers in around Vlonra, then immediately bursts out laughing. "D-dammit Larena shut up!", Crysta says as a blush flares up on her face. "Join us or say what you want. Preferably before everyone outside sees my swinging tits please?", Crysta continues in English. After she says that though she bites her lip. It was dark outside now, so she couldn't really see where many of rescued dark elves were or if they were awake. If some of them were though they'd have quite the view right now. A sort of... exhilarating thought. "Besides you've been with us for a while. I imagine you could've guessed what we were up too. Then again, I could also guess you knew full well what was going on...", Crysta adds on, trailing away at that last part.

Through this short interchange however Amra does not stop giving Trista both barrels, she pounds away, making the fact that sex is happening in the back of the Stryker loud and clear to all in the camp even if they were not in a place to see inside the open door. Her thrusting shakes her round butt in Vlonra's and Larena's faces, providing some more nice viewing more material. Meanwhile Trista's face however is scarlet red and she just buries her face in her pillow in embarrassment, slightly grateful that at least Amra's position hid most of her from view.

[porne]

Trista's cries escape before the door closes, and it seems likely that all of the drow now know what goes on in the rocking Stryker. Larena continues her loud laughter, slapping the door as it shuts. Vlonra keeps her eyes fixed on the door itself, seeming to be trying her best not to get excited. Larena continues to smirk, before flipping V around and shoving her toward the group. The cries and shouts of confusion as the large drow woman crashes into the small orgy are distracting, and more than a few cocks pop loose without having finished, and there's soon a few arcs of fresh cum spurting around.

When everyone manages to untangle themselves, it's obvious that V has a rather large bulge across the front of her armor, but is too shy to mention anything about it to you.

[jondude]

Crysta's irritation at the situation only increased as Larena just stood there with the door open, laughing her ass off, and clearly doing her absolute best to embarrass as many people as she could for her own amusement. And quickly it turns out that not even her newly minted priestess is safe from desire. Vlonra is respectable enough, at least trying not to make direct eye contact and pointedly staring at the door of Stryker rather then the naked ladies inside. A moment later though and she's not given any other choice as Larena promptly turns her around and pushes her in! "Ah! Larena! Dammit!", Crysta says as Vlonra comes rushing in. The dark elf woman bumps against them, knocking them all over through no fault of her own. Crysta and Trista both gasp as the cocks within them slip out in the movement, ending the current bit of fun for a short moment before Larena climbs in a shuts the door behind her.

From there it's a bit of an awkward moment. Mostly for poor Vlonra though, as she sits up and finds herself surrounded by nude women, eyes darting back and forth. Crysta meanwhile just lies on her side, huffing before shooting a glare at Larena. Trista does her best to hide her face behind her pillow for a little while longer, though is now also on her side and baring her full front to Vlonra. Amra and Norika meanwhile seem to not care too much about their nudity around a relative stranger, but seemed a little annoyed that their current fun had been interrupted. Amra more so then Norika as the elf also glared at Larena.

Still, despite the sudden jarring change of things it was clear what Larena's design was by throwing Vlonra back here, and Crysta has been here long enough to not really mind a new introduction. Especially another exotic beauty such as Vlonra! When in Rome right? "Well... normally I'd wait till we had somewhere with a little more room for this but... your here now I guess.", Crysta says, eyes roaming over Vlonra trimmed down form and quickly homing on the long cylindrical bulge going up the stomach of her armor. "Is that natural? Or is that another gift from Larena?", Crysta asks, reaching behind her and grabbing Norika's cock to guide her back into her pussy. Still had a sorceress to destress after all! "Also, feel free to strip down and join in. I know it's bit fast, even by this world's standards, but, well... I wouldn't mind helping you out~", Crysta adds on, shooting the hybrid woman a wink and licking her lips.

Trista meanwhile, finally finds the will to drop the pillow hiding her face after Larena closes the door. Her face is still pink in embarrassment, and she huffs before looking down at Larena. "Jeez Larena! I think tomorrow I'll have to reteach you the concept of knocking on doors again...", she gripes as Amra's dicks lay between her thighs.