Ulanor Tales of the Marked Ones IC part 2

[RavenLord]

Azshara, Claire

"I'LL STOP SCREAMING WHEN YOU LET ME GO!" Claire shouted as loud as she could.

-Shut her up sis, i cant take it anymore.

[Rooiehaan #2]

Cleve shook her hand warmly, before bringing it to his lips while he gave her a small bow. "Charming. My name is Cleve, the woodsman. A delight to make your acquaintance." He pauzed, looking at the blouse. "Could i... offer you any assistance, at all?"

[Gorbaz]

Noticing Cleve examine her blouse, Meelie couldn't suppress a little blush. After all, the last time she had a man this close and looking at her so intently was... well, she put the thaught out of her mind. "Oh, it's not my blood. I used it as a makeshift bandage for someone who is now below decks"

[Rooiehaan #2]

Cleve sighed clearly, muttering "Oh, good". When he looked up again, he noticed her small blush. He blinked, before realizing he had been staring rather directly at her chest. He blushed as well, and avoided eye-contact. "I-my apologies" He muttered, and noticed how the conversation was getting to feel awkward quite rapidly. He coughed, and asked: "Would you happen to have found our other allies in this quest we are given, by any chance? I have been on the look out, but not really successful until now"

[Gorbaz]

Giving a light cough, Meelie managed to divert her thaughts away from where Cleve had been looking, as her own gaze had deliveratly been averted as well. She had little experienve talking with men beyond work, and shouting at them in war. "I-uh, yes. Some... colleagues are below decks, although when I passed them, they were..." Meelie adjusted her stance, and looked toward the door. "In a bit of a scuffle"

[Rooiehaan #2]

Cleve ran a hand trough his hair, noticing the girl's uneasiness. "Splendid! That would really save me the trouble of searching them! Would you... Would you be so kind as to introduce them to me?" He asked, a bit insecure about such a bold request after just getting acquainted.

[Gorbaz]

"Well, I suppose...." Meelie looked at the door again. "... that is, there's no harm in it, but I must confess that I barely know some of them myself". She looked around the deck to see if anyone else was there and, noticing it deserted, gave a shrug. "Well, there's no-one else to meet up here, at least"

[Rooiehaan #2]

"Thank you" Cleve nodded, taking notes about her showed reluctance. 'no best friends, probably' He ponders. He held out his arm for her to take, ready to head downstairs. In the meantime, he asked: "So you are a priestess? Would you like to tell me some more about your duties? I have always been fascinated by such holy organisations"

[That_One_Guy]

Garian gasped and was pulled by the collar "Wadge the meanish of thish?" He asked, drunk. He wasn't a mean drunk, quite the opposite, he was more passive, like a content cat.

[RavenLord]

Garian

-İ have grown needy and yet you are here, drinking... You and your handsome ass are coming with me now.

With this Caileen returned to Garian's room, dragging him behind her.

[That_One_Guy]

Garian thought for a moment and then shrugged, she had a point. He was handsome, "Alrights, theres no needsh to dragish me, ish there?"

[RavenLord]

Garian

Caileen threw Garian to bed, she was still furious.

-Shut up and fuck me.

With that Caileen joined Garian on the bed.

[Gorbaz]

Meelie gave a curt bow, and took hold of Cleve's arm, leading him to the aftcastle, and then below decks. "Well, i do have a very good friend of mine on this ship. I'll introduce you once we find her. As for my dutes, well, where I come from, it was my duty to tend to the sick and injured who would come to our church for aid. I was an adept enough healer, before I got my mark, anyway. Other that that, I had to go on pigrimages. The less said about them, the better". There was clear rultance in her voice, and a hint of anger, even though she appeared happy enough

[Taria]

Bashraa gets impatient waiting for Garian and decides to go looking for him, the first thing she does is barges into his room.

[That_One_Guy]

Garian smiled, looking up at Caileen and started to take off his pants. Afterwards he rubbed himself against her, getting himself harder than he was, he was still drunk as hell.

[RavenLord]

Bashraa, Garian

Bashraa sees Garian and Caileen. Both naked and on the bed.

[Rooiehaan #2]

"If this friend of yours is as nice a companion as you are, then i'm sure this quest will turn out to be quite pleasant" Cleve grinned, tapping the girl's arm with his other hand for emphasis. "And if you are a healer as adapt as you say, then i am positive that i will have nothing to fear if the need would arise for me to watch over you."
His grin slowly faded, when he got a little more serious. "I am sorry to cut the subject, but i do have one burning question; on your or any of your colleagues' pilgrimages, was it ever your task to chase a band of... well, what should i call it... demonic beings i guess, with fiery eyes and capable of gruesome things?"

[Reapergod36]

"I'LL STOP SCREAMING WHEN YOU LET ME GO!" Claire shouted as loud as she could.

Azshara slapped her across right side of her face hard. Leaving a very prudent red mark. "Scream again, and i'll make sure this is painful for you.." Azshara grips Claire's jaw hard. "You're quite sufferable, so I would hope you wouldn't let this pleasure be your last.."

[Taria]

Bashraa is angry that Garian could fail such a simple task. "You better not be cumming!" She yells into the room.

[RavenLord]

Bashraa, Garian

Caileen's eyes narrows.

-Or what? This is my husband and his semen is mine to take.