Ether Works' Altera (IC)

[napsii]

"That's what I'm trying to figure out." mumbled back Severine, whose patience was thinning like ice in the summer. If the giant goblin was looking for a fight, verbal or otherwise, he'd get one. She didn't want to waste her time on useless NPC's like this one.

She crossed her arms defiantly as the big goblin walked over, his every step labored. The aqua-haired mage growled with irritation, her brow cocked into a harsh look. Holy hell, the green-skinned thing's looks alone should have been a felony -- same with the attitude. She hated having to deal with people, and fat goblin chefs with rolling pins weren't excluded. Its insult set her teeth on edge -- Emma's pride soaked up insults like a rag. She wanted to remind that it was talking to a Champion of the Gods, of all things, but she imagined that it had been programmed to have a superiority complex. When it drew near, the floor vibrating almost comically with each step she tensed up like a porcupine, obviously feeling threatened by having an obese goblin chef with a giant stone rolling pin looming over her diminutive figure. But the mage's pride and her sense of reality wouldn't permit even the slightest hint of fear trace her features. The glare from her colorful eyes as she stared the gob dead-on in the eyes could have melted steel. Emma Hayes was a gamer, and she knew that there was no reason to be afraid of games when your opponent a green-skinned bubble of fat. But she was angry: she had asked a simple question and been met with an idiotic insult, and now she was nose to nose with what looked like one of Jupiter's moons. Trying to recall her best fat jokes as she straightened her posture, she sniffed arrogantly.

"I asked you what was behind these doors, jackass! I already know we're in the kitchens." she riposted, silently trying to ignore the giant goblin's putrid breath. Good logic suggested that she take some steps back, but she didn't want to give the impression that she was backing down.

"I don't care about your damn food, so tell me what's behind these doors so I don't have to waste my time exploring here." she added, hard-line. As if to punctuate her point, the amulet on her neck pulsed once with a tracery of magic power. Serious business.

[Oroboros1337]

Outskirts of Rendle

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"Well, that's an odd way of thinking about it. Oh sure, the men will be all over you with breasts like these, but that can just be so much fun..." Salora could feel the other blonde's own breasts pressed against her back, and the way her breathing was just a little bit fast, like she was geting excited. "Besides, I thought you'd be more upset about the tattoo." As she makes that comment, her fingers bring that measuring string down over her crossed hands, then with nimble dexterity lace the leather thong around her wrists. Taking full advantage of surprise and her superior leverage, she quickly runs the leather around and ties it off, binding the archer's wrists together, and to the wrist of the seamstress. She then practically purrs as she says a little louder, "Dear brother, what a lovely choice you've made, she really is quite beautiful..."

From the kitchen, she sees now someone else step out. She can recognize him nearly instantly, it's that damned potion merchant from the market that sold her the potions to begin with! Here though, he has forgone his vest and is wearing just his billowing pants, apparently feeling right at home in this tailor's shop. When he crosses the room to stand in front of Salora, he fixes her with a grin, "Oh wow, damn, that's nice... Even nicer than I pictured. You did a great job on that potion, though I suppose this person deserves some of the credit for making such an amazing body." While he admires the elf girl, he reaches up a hand to take one of her breasts into his grasp, giving it an experimental squeeze. It's stunning just how pleasant that actually feels when he gropes her, could it be that her sensitivity has been enhanced too?

Emerald Falls

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The nun takes a step up to his side and tells him, "It would be my honour, Champion. Please, approach the altar now." She takes a step forward now towards the statue itself. Every movement she makes just manages to pull that robe of hers taut in one more interesting place, helping to emphasise her figure. Some programmer spent an awful lot of time getting this robe to fit exactly right. "Then, place your hand upon the stone and it shall tell the Gods where their Champion currently resides. Should they need to send you back to us, they will send you here."

The Gamboler's Ace

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As she began to work on the cock, he gives a small groan of pleasure. The touch of her tongue on his cockhead is so incredibly exciting, and he's still in shock that he can actually do this in this game. He'd been waiting for the bars of censorship to cut him off, but now, he knew this could be for 'real'. His hand brushes down her hair and over her neck, letting her move as she'd like while her soft tongue licks him over, a sharp intake of breath when she licks the hole.

Her teasing on the other hand immediately draw a denial. "N.. no, of course not... Mmmmm, but you are, unh.... very good." First time or not, he does seem to have the advantage of a warrior's body for his first time, stamina, power, and it would seem size. His eyes watch facinated as she wraps her lips around that thick shaft, drawing herself down over the tip of his cock and taking it in. "Oh God," he moans as he feels the sensation of her mouth wrapped around him, his hand sliding back up her neck to the back of her head. His head rolls back, his eyes sliding shut as she takes him in further and further, exciting him more and more. He didn't realize how he was pulling her down onto his cock until he could feel her nose pressed against his belly, then he stared down at the sight and groaned loudly in lust.

Seeing Jo's fingers working down below excited him all the more. She was enjoying this! He was good at this! His hands gather up handfulls of her hair, using it to draw her head back, to expose half his cock again before he draws her forward once more, his hips now pistoning into the motion to let him fuck her throat. Several more times later, he feels his excitement growing by leaps and bounds, but doesn't want it to end just yet. This time, he draws her head back far enough to pop his cock from her mouth. It bounces free of her lips, bobbing in the air glistening with her saliva and his precum, and he pulls gently back on her hair, to tip her face up to face him. "Mmmm, I believe you owe me some time with those tits of yours too..." He nudges his cock forward again, the tip of it touching to her chin before he draws a line down her body, stroking the tip of his cock along her neck, her collar, her chest, and down into the valley of her breasts.

The Briar Wood

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Heading on her way towards the city, Vara chanced upon a sight that just might just be precicely what she needs. On the outskirts of a farm between the Briar Wood and Rendle, she comes across a young man with a book in front of him. He's perhaps about twenty years old, his hair sandy blond and cut relatively short. He's dressed in a set of red wizard's robes and seems to be working on trying to cast some sort of spell. The book is open before him to give him a reference for what he should be doing next. A set of sticks are stuck in the ground in front of him, a thin white string wound around them to trace in the air above the grass a mystical rune of some sort.

Arcanos' Keep

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The approach of Melancholia doesn't even get the attention of the large, rotund goblin. Not with Severine having such a tongue on her. He instead stayed completely focused on the aqua haired mage. The rest of the goblins on the other hand were a slightly different matter. Someone approaching and talking to the head chef seemed to have a detrimental effect to their kitchen teamwork. Goblins started to get distracted from their tasks, now that they knew that a misstep wouldn't mean getting their skulls cracked by the marble rolling pin. Some of those goblins were eyeing Mel speculatively in fact, and one of them meets her gaze as she's looking around, and when it does, it licks the dull edge of it's blade.

(Charm roll for Severine's intimidation, 1d6+1 for her necklace, 5! A respectable roll against lesser foes.)

As to Severine's verbal retort, the oversized green sack of flesh stares at her for a moment, as though trying to let the silence highlight what she just said, as though somehow that made him win. Then the goblin tells her, "If you're in my kitchens, you're pickin' up food or you are wasting both our times, whelp. Go back to your books, maybe they'll help you figure out what might be in a kitchen."

[Reapergod36]

Vara would step sleek and seductively around the rune. As the young wizard was looking down at the sticks, his first site of Vara would be her pink calves and feet. Vara would attempt to use her magic to cause him to be a lustful servant to her. She approached him with a confident grin. One who dabbles in magic can be stalwart, or easily corrupted by her efforts. Due to the open mind of magically interested. "Hello young wizard... You summoned me?" She getting close to him, and letting him feel some of her hot air on his neck. As she circled around him, making it hard for him to focus.

[Inferi]

As eager as she was to find out more about the Rift, flying in close without any knowledge of what might meet her there seemed like a very bad idea to Kayleesa. She might be able to deflect a few of the spell bolts if it was decided to turn them skywards, and she could also likely avoid a few of the flying enemies, but she knew that it would end with her being taken out of the sky if she did not have an intention of diving in to join the battle immediately. No, it seemed much more prudent at this point in time to not try to fly in the area around the Rift, at least not past where the Church encampment was located.

She had felt uneasy about the Rift the entire time she had been flying, and getting closer hadn’t helped at all. It just looked like a massive wound to reality, something that should not exist and would cause nothing but harm. Given what it was, she supposed that such a description was fairly accurate. As she had made her way closer, though, the feelings of unease had tripled, at least. The damage that it was causing from the overflow of the other dimension was downright shocking, especially to someone like Kay. In the real world, she had been a keen supporter of environmental preservation, and, like pretty much everything else, that hadn’t changed when she had entered the game, so seeing the Rift’s damage to the world did nothing to get rid of her opinion that it needed to be gotten rid of.

Remaining in the air just above the Church encampment for a moment, taking in the scene in front of her, Kayleesa eventually started to descend. Unlike most places, she made her descent slower and more deliberate here, as it seemed smarter to do such a thing in the middle of a military encampment rather than the swift descents that she typically did to bring herself to the ground. It didn’t even enter into her mind that, as an angel, she was probably less likely to be shot at than any other flying creature by Church members, nor did she think about the fact that any creature from the Rift would undoubtedly be seen trying to fly up and over the walls. All that was on her mind was that she really didn’t want to be accidentally picked out of the sky by a nervous archer.

It wasn’t until she actually came close to landing did Kay realize how different from a rapid landing her cautious one was. It required a lot more control than making a quick landing, and she soon became painfully aware how many downward gusts of wind she was causing during the landing. Because of that, she tried her best to pick a spot that didn’t have many people near it, although it was impossible not to ruffle the tents and hit at least a few soldiers with the wind. The gusts were fairly substantial, too, considering they were powerful enough to allow both her and her armor to be airborne for extended periods of time, although it might not affect people as much if they were in a suit of armor. The thought to land outside the encampment came to mind, but only when she was already a decent amount of the way through her descent, so she just figured she may as well keep going.

Eventually, she managed to land at a point about thirty feet offset from the center of the camp, since it had been there that had been her initial landing zone and there hadn’t been a huge opportunity to shift where she was going to land. Thankfully, or at least thankfully from her perspective, the angel had managed to land on her feet. The descent had been a bit wobbly, and she had no doubt that someone would have noticed that she had come close to taking a faceplant into the ground near the end, but since she hadn’t it wasn’t as much of a big deal. The worst it could do would make some people think she was a bit of a clutz or just not a great flier, and she didn’t think that would cause too many issues.

After touching down and waiting for a minute to make sure she was steady on her feet, Kayleesa started walking through the camp, making her way to where she had thought she had seen the commander that she needed to talk to. While she wouldn’t completely ignore everyone else, she didn’t really want to stop to talk with anyone just yet, so unless anyone stopped her she wasn’t likely to carry on a discussion with any of the soldiers. Making her way through the camp with a polite, “Excuse me.” to anyone that was in her way, Kay tried to make it through the camp with the least amount of disturbance possible.

[napsii]

Severine snorted, her arms remaining folded. This was one lame goblin.

Yeah, what do you think about that, dickhead? she thought, just barely restraining herself from thinking aloud. As ironic as it seemed, the aqua-haired mage hadn't gone toe-to-toe against the fat goblin with roasting him in mind. Ask question, receive answer and leave. There were better things to spend her health and her magic on. She didn't break the silence, instead leaning closer toward the green sack's skull to pitch her unbuckling defiance. Of all the monsters in Altera, the fat goblin chef wasn't one of the most intimidating, but he was tall. Emma disliked tall people: standing next to them made her look like an inferior person. She felt a bubble of anger pop inside her skull, hearing what the goblin decided to say next. Perhaps she was more intimidating than she had thought, but it struck her that this fatass wasn't going to yield any answers even if she persisted here for an hour. Whelp wasn't a very edgy insult, either, but there was something about the computer program looking down at her that almost made the mage want to incinerate him from head to toe. Or maybe freeze him solid and shatter it, or cut him to pieces with a storm of wind blades. She cracked her knuckles idly, considering murder. She had not forgotten about the Fae behind her, though, nor had she dismissed the orchestra of looks that were boring into both of them. The animal instinct for danger was starting to ignite, and the disturbing sounds of knives being sharpened was a clue to their fate if they lost a fight like this.

Then she shrugged, condescendingly, and turned away to face Mel.

"I thought you'd be smart enough to answer a simple question, but I guess not. Fine. I'll look for the keystones myself," she said dismissively. At this rate, it would have be more efficient to just explore by herself.

"You go through the door second farthest from the left. I'll take the one in the center." she said to Mel, highlighting the second and third doors, respectively. With that, she waved a goodbye to the fat goblin over her shoulder and grabbed Mel's wrist as she walked past, pulling the Fae along past the goblins at work. Sev wasn't scared of them; their programming prevented them from attacking unless provoked, and they had better things to do. She directed the Fae toward the second door and then walked off to the third, pushing it open and stepping through before there could be any more argument.

Note to self: everyone in Arcanos' Keep, up to and including Arcanos himself, is a dick. she reminded herself.

[Zender_Solarheart]

Spotting the potion merchant, Greg checks his wallet again. Considering how he gave 1 Silver to the bar owner as a tip, that leaves him with 2 Gold, 2 Silver, and 5 Copper. That should be plenty for a decent potion or two, right?

Walking up to the potion shop, Greg addresses the merchant: "Salutations, good sir. I was about to head out into the Misty Vale, but no adventurer heads to a place like that without a good potion or two on him. Perhaps you can help me remedy that?"

[Angel_Slayer_Alcatraz]

Lucy was quite irritated by the stubborn Torgo and threw her hands up in surrender
"Fine...your bored you say? What will entertain you enough to send me back and allow me to complete my quest?"
She said with a hint of sadness in her voice
Lucy once again looked at the ominous purple haze surrounding the glade

[Grape Me]

Timth followed the priestess toward the alter. He made a nervous cough, her figure was amazing, the details were ridiculous. He tried his best not to let his eyes run on her too much, trying to focus on the stone. He gave a nod to her acknowledging what he had to do. He placed his hands on it so he could bind himself to this location.

[Sortaix]

Salora was a little puzzled at the woman's comment, and judging by the way her breathing was getting, mixed with the way the womans' breasts were being pressed into Saloras back,made Salora very uncomfortable. Salora was about to excuse herself, but then the woman made a comment about a tattoo.
"Wait a minute, what tattoo? I don't have a...HEY!"
Salora was quite surprised and shocked when her hands got tied behind her back. She tried to struggle, but she was too taken aback, by what had just happened. Salora was busy demanding to be released when the woman called in her brother. Salora's mouth dropped in shock when she saw the man that sold her the potion that had caused all of this. Salora then flew into a string of insults, cursing the man and the woman, who was apparently his sister. Though, just when she was getting started the man then reached forward and groped her breast. This caused a quick and powerful shock of pleasure to hit Salora. It was very nice, but also very frightening that her body would react in such a way to unwanted hands. She had a very quick intake of breath, as she went silent for a few moments because her breasts now felt more sensitive than they had ever felt before, even causing her cunt to twitch from his grope. This sudden change in her body scared her, as she now wondered what exactly they had done to her, and more importantly, why they did this to her.
"What...what is going on? What did you two do to me?"

[MiscChaos]

With everything taken care of and Kayleesa off to explore the Rift, Shima says to the Dark Knight, "If there's nothing else that needs to be done, I will move ahead to the meeting point I suggested earlier." and does just as she says. It comes to mind that she should have made a party with everyone so that they could communicate better, but it honestly hadn't come to mind at the time. Something to remember for the next time, she supposes.

[joeyjoey61297]

Jo looked at him gasping for air said
"Okay if your ready then he we go."
Firmly gripping his cock she straddled it between her breasts and just started to move it around in a circular motion until Jo started to rub the cock up and down. Leaning back she slowly took off her dress leaving nothing on underneath she started to slowly rub her nipples to make herself feel good even though they were already hard she felt a need to play with them as she glared up at Raven and said
"Okay now the fun is about to begin."
She placed her breasts against his cock and hugged them tightly, She started to bounce now on the bed up and down making her ass start to shake leaning forward to try to let him see she started to lick at his cock as it thrusted through the top of her bust Jo would start licking it. After awhile she placed her mouth on the top of where the dick would go and made her mouth form the shape of a pussy the best she could so as he reached the top of her breasts when she rubbed his dick would be going in and out of her mouth pussy. However she didn't stay on the bed she stopped bouncing and let go of her boobs stood up and grabbed him pushing him on the bed where she was she went onto her knees on the edge of the bed and started to suck his dick for a second to make sure it was still hard. she then jerked back making a popping noise. Placing her breasts against his legs she started to move the left one up and the right one down in a synchronized fashion.

[Noosie]

Having decided to ignore the angelic knight's wave, the heavily armored warrior turn back towards the potion merchant and harrumphs loudly, tapping one booted foot while she waits for her own order of potions to be presented. Her reaction to the monk is equally unsociable, a nod and a barely audible murmur of consent. She's got places to go, peo- Wait, wait. No, she didn't. Not people to see, anyway. Her plan for the day was distressingly empty, and her options for entertaining herself were rather limited given the vague nature of her meeting with the rest of the party. Speaking of which....

Riley momentarily ignores the game's world to interact with the OOC functions. After sending a party invite to the monk, and making certain that the merchant was an NPC, she waits. For some, waiting is easy. For Riley, it makes her want to beat the crap out of whatever's in her way. Of course, that was why she had to attend those freakin' boring anger management sessions, and why she had enough trouble in life that she came to games like this for a bit of escape. And wasn't that working out just great.

[Icaelus]

"Okay..just..ah, nevermind.."
Melancholia groaned back a reply as she wiped a trace of sweat away from her brow. Altera's engine was incredibly realistic in making the player feel discomfort..one of the marketing points that she thought never made sense, unless they were trying to market it to some masochistic crowd of gamers.
She deliberately ignored the looks that the goblins were shooting her, avoiding eye-contact with the majority of them but for one, who ran its long tongue down the edge of it's blade as their eyes met.
Mel shivered in disgust, looking back to Severine's attempted conversation at the walking tub of lard, which wasn't going too well. She had been initially surprised that the pig-like goblin could do more than just grunt, in fact..
She watched as the goblin stared at Severine in silence before speaking up again, brushing the mage off just like that. Even that made Mel a bit annoyed..but also very aware of the many knives grinding against each other. The head goblin obviously wasn't a happy camper at the moment, but he wasn't siccing the goblins on them yet..

It seemed like it was going to be the end of the conversation when Severine finally turned away from the goblin, marching away from him up to Mel, grasping Fae by her wrist and pulling her along as she chose the doors. Second farthest from left. Sounded okay..what was that thing they said?
When in doubt, go left?
Well, whatever..
"Hope that keystone that thing talked about is behind one of these doors.."
Mel muttered to Severine as she too took her position at the second door to the left, pushing it open and walking in, lantern raised before her..

[daxtinator396]

Dax quickly hands over the two gold coins digging them out of a pouch,"Here... I feel kinda dumb now. How would I go about getting this heraldry? I want something that defines me but no clue what to make. Maybe a stone lion emblem?" He musdd to himself aloud as he waited for a response from the man clearly irked with him but trying very hard to maintain his politeness for the sake of business.

[Oroboros1337]

Outskirts of Rendle (Vara and Salora)

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The sight of Vara's exotically coloured yet tantalizingly shaped calves coming into his view causes the young wizard to break off his work towards the ritual. His eyes slide up her form, growing a mixture of surprise and desire. When she then tells the wizard that he has summoned her, the look of confusion wins out and he looks back down at his spellbook, double checking his ritual.

(This is more of an innate seductive ability rather than a 'charm spell' that might be cast by a wizard, yes? If so, Vara rolls 1d8+0=7!)

The look of confusion is once more drowned out by the reflection of his lust in his eyes. The young man lets his eyes roam once more up her body, again his eyes lingering on her curves as he does so. He suddenly decides that he likes this idea of being the one to summon her, and the control that would give him over her. He climbs to his feet and fixes this creature with a grin, "Yes, yes I did, so you are here to serve me? I think I can come up with a few things I'd like you to do."

Inside the clothier's shop, the imposter potion merchant gives a chuckle at the outrage of Salora, taking a moment more to fondle her ample breast, enjoying it before he tells the elf, "We've just given you a bit of augmentation. You see, I wanted a playmate and you seemed sexy enough that I figured you were about perfect. So, I gave you my sister's potion, knowing that it'd work sooner or later."

The sister's breathing is up now, her excited breaths causing her full breasts to mash against Salora's back. "A while back, I found a hidden back door into some developer tools. Amazing stuff, gave me so much power... I thought at first I might be able to log out, but looks like that wasn't part of the tool kit. What was though, I found commands to alter avatars. My brother, he's such a good brother. He deserves to have a woman to give him pleasure. He didn't have anyone worthy though, and I couldn't do it, it would be so wrong. But even if I couldn't be with my dear brother, I could get him someone that could do it for me."

While Salora is told by the sister the first part of her scheme, her hand moves down the elf's body, sliding over her belly and down towards the archer's skirt. "I mixed up a potion to help improve whoever he picked. It gave you these gorgeous breasts, you may recognize them from on me, I used the same settings when I made my avatar. They are just so perfect... I've also given you this." Her hand now grabs the bottom of Salora's skirt, pulling it up to reveal her legs, her sex, and more. Including the addition of a tattoo. It reads on it, 'Times Raped', and then below it is just the number 0. "It's like a high score, but for real women. Much more fun to rack of up points here. And don't you worry, we'll be able to help you celebrate getting your points."

The brother grins broadly at the comment from his sister. He actually abandons the elf's breast to access his inventory, pulling out a small, plum sized crystal. "Magical trinket, made using those dev tools. It records anything sexy that happens to you, then will play back to whomever uses it. In other words, I get my own personal porno of you. But that's not all she did. Your respawn point has been changed, you'll show up here with us now. I'm afraid though we had to shunt your equipment. It'll respawn in my inventory, so when you die, all you need to do is convince me to give it back to you when you spawn. How handy that you respawn here."

The sister whispers into your ear again, "He's promised he'll show me all of your adventures, I can't wait. I'm wet already just thinking about it. But he's a good guy, like I said. If you are a good girl and play along with our game, do what we say, we'll never show those recordings to anyone else. Try to get out of this though and we'll distribute the crystals to the rest of the Gankers and explain to them how your tattoo works, so they can all try and get a high score."

The Rift

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The angel's touchdown did indeed cause a bit of a commotion as she alighted upon the open ground near the camp's center. The nearest tents rippled with the sudden, intense wind and soldiers nearby put a hand on their helmets, as though afraid the headpieces would fly away like a hat caught by a sharp gust. All told though, her appearance and her careful approach ensure she has no difficulties or opposition on her landing

As she makes her way through the camp, the illusion of perfect order is shattered by the mundane realities of mortals living their lives. At some of the tents, she can see soldiers half in uniform doing maintenance on their equipment, or sharing drinks between one another. Moving amongst the tents she can also see peddlers hawking goods, washerwomen collecting dirty uniforms for cleaning, and camp followers looking for soldiers interested in company. All told though, there does seem to be a rather high level of discipline amongst the soldiers here.

When she finds the force commander, there can be no doubt as to who he is based on appearance alone. He stands with several assistants, watching as they mark up a board with pins to signify troop movements, helping him keep an eye on the big picture. An eye is the right word for it too, for the most obvious feature of this man is that he has but one eye. The other is covered with a leather eyepatch that bears the mark of the Gods, their shooting star. He's in his mid fourties from the looks of things, his face scarred by small scars in a few places to show his history. His hair is a pale blonde, allowed to grow long much like his beard, giving him an almost lion look. When Kayleesa arrives, he turns his eye towards the divine being and asks, "Yes, Champion?"

Arcanos' Keep

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Severine's final taunt about his intellect just gets a snort of derision from the goblin cook. This huge sack of goblin flesh was being derisive towards her. It wasn't until the goblin had started to waddle back to his favourite spot that he stopped to think for a second, remembering the aqua haired mage mention the keystone. He frowns to himself as he ponders what that means.

Melancholia opens the second door and steps through to find herself inside of a sizable pantry. She was surrounded by shelves, each shelf stacked up with bread, cheese, sausage links, herbs, sacks, jars sealed with wax, and the like. The room was lit with lanterns hung about, the lanterns lit with some kind of magical light similar to fae fire, but definitely something different. Something weaker. In front of her, she could see a bend in the room, meaning there were more shelves beyond. Before she gets more than a few paces in though, she hears from outside the room the bang of a fist on a different door, and a shout from that obnoxious chef.

The third door Severine opens up into a rather sizable room, one chalk full of bunk beds. To the left and to the right, she can see rows of beds. The corner posts of the beds are made out of solid rings of tree, literally just hacked flat at the top and bottom then stood as the corner posts complete with bark still attached. Mattresses are non existent, the goblins sleep on straw piles. Only perhaps one in three seem to have a pillow, it must be something of a luxury to the creatures. There is a smell of sweat to the whole room. The look of the place, as well as the inhabitants still in it, make it evident this room is the room the goblins sleep in.

A few moments after Severine enters, there is a sharp click from the door behind her as a heavy lock slides into place. Next, the whole door positively shakes as a meaty goblin fist raps upon it, "Oi, wakey wakey boys. Intruder, have fun with her." The shouting does seem to get the attention of the goblins still in the room, some awake, some awoken by the call from the chef. There is a brief moment to prepare as the room readies itself, eight goblin kitchen workers preparing themselves to come after Severine.

The Market Ward

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While Riley waits, the potion merchant hunts down some more vials and digs them up, pulling them up and placing them before the dark knight. It gives her plenty of time to check his status, he's indeed listed as an NPC and a resident of Rendle, with whom she has acquired 0 relationship points.

The potion merchant gives a smile to Greg and nods his head, "Of course my good sir, I'd be happy to supply you with potions for your quest. I do happen to have healing potions on supply for 5 silver a piece. As well, many people heading to the Misty Vale seem to favour purchasing some antitoxins. Might I recommend the sir consider some of those as well? Only 3 silvers for each of them. (Both allow you to not be 'defeated', the healing potion working on any kind of damage, the antitoxin only curing a poisonous strike such as a poisoned trap or a snake bite)

Dax, speaking to his merchant, shakes his head. "The design of the heraldry is something that must be done by yourself, lest it defeat the very purpose of heraldry. A stone lion might be sufficient." Now that the shield mage seemed to be deferring to his statements, the merchant seemed to regain his patience, though still seemed to feel quite superior to Dax.

The Briar Wood

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From upon his throne, Torgo gives a small shake of his head, "I had some hope that you might think of something I had not. However, if you have nothing else to offer..." He turns his eyes thoughtfully to a pair of the faeries playing chess. "My loyal servants here, they are quite lovely, and we have enjoyed our lusts on so many occasions, but it has grown repetative for us. We all know each other's bodies inside and out, our wants, and what we do not want." He gives the faeries a smile, and they smile back at him. There does seem to be a bond of affection between him and his fae. Then, he turns his eyes back to Lucy. "As I mentioned before, you seem quite attractive. Perhaps you could give me sufficient pleasure that it would be an experience that we could treasure for some time."

Emerald Falls

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When Timth places his hands upon the stone, he receives a notification to his UI that he has been bound to this stone, that upon death he will respawn here. Once that is done, the nun gives a small bow to Timth and tells him, "I am pleased that a Champion will be with us for a while, it should protect this town from enemies all the better for a while. Thank you for your presence here."

The Gamboler's Ace

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Raven starts to get antsy as he watches Jo play with her breasts, his own cock just sitting on top of her amazing rack. It keeps him hard as heck, aroused from knowing he'd be getting some action soon, but the sharp edge of orgasm receeded further. If he'd been thinking it through, he'd realize he liked that, because it would mean he'd last longer once Jo got serious.

Feeling her breasts wrap around his cock, Raven gives a moan of encouragement. The soft flesh felt so good rubbing against his hard, hot shaft. The feeling of her tongue flicking along the top of his cockhead earned more moans from the adventurer. Seeing her bouncing up and down, and feeling her body against his cock, it easily undid any rest he'd recovered while she teased herself.

When she pulls him down onto the bed, he obeys in facination, wanting to see what will happen next. "Holy hell, that's incredible Jo, better than I imagined. You're so sexy, I can't believe it..." He stares in wonder at her nude body as she wraps her lips back around that cock, working it to ensure it's fully erect for whatever she has in mind next.

[Sortaix]

Salora was quiet while the brother spoke to her as he fondled her breasts, trying to get used to their highly increased sensitivity. Though, when he finished she was still quite upset. Then when the sister told how she did and why she couldn't help but speak out against them.
"Hold on one damn minute! You're telling me that cause you found some tools from a game maker, and you didn't want your brother to spend his time jacking off, so you gave me some type of 'bimbo' potion to give me huge breasts and... hey!"
Salora stopped when the sister pulled up her skirt, revealing her legs and her sex, as well as a tattoo. She blushed when she was revealed, but that red faded when she saw the tattoo and realized what it said as well as what it implied. She was about to fly into another string of insults, but the brother then revealed that he could see everything that happened to her, which made her blush once more, at the thought of being turned into a damn exhibitionist. When they also revealed that her respawn point had been reset as well as the brother got to keep her equipment, she was surprised enough to stay quiet. The sister sounded like she was enjoying the thought of this too much, but before Salora could say anything else, they told her what they would do if she tried to resist.
Salora had no doubt at all that these people were part of the Gankers guild. The augmentation to her body to turn her into some large breasted bimbo also told her that they probably knew enough about the game to make her time her much more miserable than they were already planning, and she did not want every Ganker in the game trying to find her just so they could force her and brag about it. However she wasn't certain about the crystal that supposedly allowed them to see what was happening to her, she was hoping that part was a bluff.
"So, you just expect me to whore myself out to you guys, just cause you don't want him to be jacking off the whole time. You just expect me to play along with your plan of making me a whore? While I don't doubt you are Gankers, and what you did to my body shows you have power, how do I know that crystal actually works? "
Salora said as she tried to calm her breathing down. She had really no other option, that didn't end in her getting boned, but to hope these two were bluffing about that crystal. If they weren't, then it looked like she was going to have to play along with their game or end up a fuck toy for their entire guild.

[Inferi]

Saying an embarrassed, “I’m sorry about that.” to everyone she passed that she had seen affected by her landing, Kayleesa tried to make her way quickly out of that area while not looking like she was fleeing the scene of a crime. That really wasn’t the best way to make a first impression on the soldiers, and she made a mental note not to land in the middle of a camp like this again. Thankfully, nobody seemed too bothered, but she didn’t want to have to count on that in the future. A camp was different from a town, at least in the fact that it was easier to walk through one after landing outside.

Having not seen the interior of a war camp before, Kayleesa wasn’t quite seeing what she might have expected. In truth, she wasn’t sure what exactly she had expected, although her mind was leaning towards something a bit more…militaristic? Maybe with all of the soldiers ready for battle at any moment, fully armored and looking like they were actually in the middle of a fight. What she saw was a lot more like an average place that people would be camped, and it made her wonder how many of her initial assumptions and visualizations were actually true and how many would turn out false. She kinda liked this better, though. It gave a feeling that was something other than just war, and in a place where a battle was constantly raging, camaraderie and a sense of normality were something that she realized people likely needed. A constant battle would do a lot of damage to morale if the soldiers weren’t allowed to at least attempt to have a sense of normality when they weren’t fighting. Of course, it was also a game, so unless the enemies were programmed to be allowed to overrun the camp it would never happen.

Giving a friendly smile to anyone that looked at her, Kay took note of the apparent discipline present in those camped here. It would make sense for the game programmers to make a camp of hardened soldiers, and she supposed that, in a game at least, it would also make sense for there to be merchants and other civilians there as well. Her own opinion would be that such people wouldn’t normally be present in such a place, but again, with such little military experience she knew that she couldn’t make completely accurate judgments on this.

In truth, being in such an encampment fascinated her. Having not been to any military installations in the real world and only having read books about situations in which such places were located, this was an entirely new experience for her. The slight fear she could take from the atmosphere told her that the soldiers were far from perfect, and admired the fact that the developers would put such a thing into the game. It was far more realistic than an army that didn’t fear the enemy they were facing, although it made her wonder how much she herself should be afraid. While she knew she would just respawn if she was killed, being killed still wasn’t something she wanted to go through. No matter how “not real” the pain was, if she felt it like she would in the real world then it was just as real as it was there. She tried not to let that show, however, knowing that she was supposed to be a champion of the gods, and such an individual didn’t show fear in front of the army that was fighting with them.

Come to think of it, was she immersing herself too much in this game? Like everything in it, the game itself was a new experience for her, and although she did know that she wanted to leave, the angelic knight that she was supposed to be portraying seemed to be trying to take over the way she thought. In the real world, she was far too weak and nervous to try and stop someone picking on someone else, but here she could walk up to them and tell them to get lost while actually being able to back that up. It made her wonder, and also frightened her a little. What if she tried to act like this when she went home? What if she tried to fight someone that she had no way to deal with, and got hurt as a result?

Those questions didn’t have answers, and she knew they wouldn’t until they could actually be posed, but they still stayed in her mind, circling around as if they were vultures waiting to feast upon the desires her freedom granted her.

Finding the commander was simple, and once again she had to marvel at how well the game portrayed such a person. With only a singular eye and scars that spoke of many more battles than she would likely ever face, he was exactly what she would have expected in such a position. She barely had time to admire his character model before he turned and acknowledged her presence, to which she was forced to find something to say. Any speech she had thought up to give vanished, and she was faced with her typical dilemma: a lack of words that were appropriate for the current situation.

Trying desperately to stop her face from becoming red with embarrassment, Kayleesa said the first thing that came to mind: “I, um, was wondering if you need any help with the situation here.” As usual, she couldn’t get the sentence out without pausing for a moment at the beginning, and for that she just mentally sighed. She had hoped that being in here might cure that as well, but it hadn’t seemed to be of much help yet.

In the time that it took the commander to respond, she took a glance at the board, curious about what exactly it held. If it held the information about troop movements in just this area, that was useful to know, but if it held information about other areas as well that was even better. While not entirely relevant to the current situation, it was something that would be good to know, and she could likely remember most of it if writing it down wasn’t a possibility.

[Oroboros1337]

Outskirts of Rendle

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When Salora manages to finish her tirade of objection to what this brother and sister pair were going to put her through, the blonde then murmured into her ear, like a lover sharing a naughty suggestion, "Oh, my dear brother wouldn't just jack off, you may be a choice catch, but a little PvP could net him some good toys to play with too. It's just you're such a perfect custom order..." She then smiles over to her dear brother. "Oh, we really should show her the crystal in action, don't you think?" When the brother nods his head in agreement, Salora can feel her wrists suddenly being wrenched down, the blonde stepping forward at the same time, to push the elf to her knees. Her brother, in the meantime, takes his belt and unfastens it with a growing smile. There was little Salora could do about the way that the young man was taking out his cock before he would be putting it to use on her, unless she could think of something really quick. Barring some form of last minute plea or plan, the bound elf girl was going to find her breasts sandwiching a rather aroused cock and getting used for their first time.

The Rift.

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As per so many things in the game that was Altera, the board straddled the line between the gameplay UI and the actual world they were immersed in. The map itself had the appearance of a hand drawn affair made by careful cartographers. Different pins signified different troops around the battlefield, but sadly there was no handy key to translate them all. On the map however there were a few boxes that held listings of parties of player characters. They all looked as though they were ink drawn like the rest of the map, but updated in real time and had the font of game text. Mostly, the battlefield's available adventuring spots seemed to be empty. With the game being so new, not many players were willing to committ to a major zone event like this. A trio of her fellow Champions however were in the field already, Delora, Tibbult, and Z0n3Tr011.

When Kayleesa asks the battlefield commander, he says, "By all means, we are in desperate need of any sword that is ready. Yours will simply be more bright than most of what we can field. If you have nothing more pressing in doing the God's work, we could use your help here. While I appreciate what you are, I haven't worked with you before and know your reputation not. As a result, I need to see what you are capable of. I can assign you to a skirmish unit to take on the enemy's scouting forces. There, if things go badly, I won't lose too many men. I apologize for the rudeness of implying you may be a liability, but I haven't the luxary of politeness with a situation like this." He turns towards the board and points to some of the pins. As per tradition, it seems that the Church forces are blue pins, while the demons are red pins. Beyond that, only the command staff know what is what. He points to a pair of pins however. One of which is identified as the other party, the remaining one with no players assigned to it. "Both of these points I expect the enemy will try and probe our defenses, and flood our positions if they sense weakness. I could use you at either location."

[Sortaix]

Salora cursed herself for picking her elven avatar, as well as everything else about her, upon hearing that her appearance was why she was going to be put through this hell. She did note however, what the sister said about PvP, and decided at that moment to never take part in PvP, unless she was fighting another female, or she knew she could win. She certainly didn't want to end up on the losing side of a PvP match, now.
Salora tried to resist as her wrists were wrenched back behind her, as she was put down on her knees. She was just in a bad situation, with them having all the leverage. She couldn't reach her dagger, and if so she probably couldn't wield it well enough to do anything, but that wasn't going to stop her from trying. These people were trying to turn her into their own pet slut, and she was not happy about it, though the increase in her body's sensitivity felt very nice. No, she can't think like that, that's just what these people want her to become like. Though, their was little she could really do at the moment, other than try to reach for her dagger, and prepare herself mentally, for what he was going to do to her.

[Inferi]

Although it might irritate most people that their reputation in the game wasn’t enough to get people to instantly trust them, Kayleesa really didn’t mind the commander saying that she could be a liability. She knew it was the truth, and although she wouldn’t just admit that to anyone in the game, being a low level that had little experience outside of what was programmed into her character wasn’t the most confident situation to be in. By default, she was stronger than a fair amount of the NPCs in the game, and having gone through the digital tutorials multiple times in the time that she was here had helped her at least a bit in understanding how to fight, but she knew that she would need practice to actually come to a solid understanding.

“Of course. I can’t expect you to simply trust that I’m capable.” she said with a nod, the words flowing easier now that she had something solid to talk about. Starting a conversation was always the hardest part, no matter who it was with or what it was about. It just felt so…awkward to just walk up to someone and start talking. Even in real life, Ashley had been envious of people that could just start talking about anything and then transfer it into a conversation that was relevant to something they wanted to talk about.

With a look at the map as the commander explained about the positions that needed to be defended, Kay couldn’t help but notice the fact that it would automatically update player names and locations in real-time as it progressed. It made sense, given that it was a game, and at least the names appeared to be written in ink like the rest. The names some people gave themselves in here, though…that was why she didn’t want people’s names to appear above their heads. If you were going to be an actual person in here, why give yourself some kind of stupid name that involved numbers? Maybe some people saw some sense in it, but Kay most certainly did not.

“Hmm.” she said, considering her options. While she didn’t really want to go at this alone, joining up with the party of player characters wasn’t something she wanted to do either. In a situation like this, she just automatically assumed that the trio knew each other and had arranged to do this before coming here, and in that case she didn’t want to just jump in and interfere with group harmony. No, even if going solo was a bit more dangerous that was what she felt she should do. At least if she succeeded that way she would get more experience, maybe bringing her closer to actually appearing like someone who was the founder of a guild where the main focus right now was becoming stronger.

“I’ll see what I can do there.” she said, indicating the location where nobody was assigned. Before the commander could send her away or tell her where to go, though, she quickly added the question that she had been wanting to ask, “Oh, and, um, can you tell me what exactly is happening with the Rift? Is it going to expand if we don’t do something about it? Do you know what’s inside it at all?”

Her face turning a bit red as Kay realized she was machinegunning questions at the commander, she fell silent, waiting for his response. She did want to know the answers to all of those questions, but maybe blurting them out hadn’t been the best way to do things.