Carnival of Rust

[Centaurific]

"Hello to you too miss!" Alexander cheerfully replied as he approached her. He liked this line of work, and he liked the polite clerk who so often directed him to his next "quest".

He accepts the sheet and says, "Sounds right up my alley." Then proceeds to read what is written.

[mrblah]

They don't have an inn, the guard's weapon is also made of junk, their buildings are so... poor; Amun really worried himself just wondering what threats this Ferraile could hold up to. Surely a coordinated attack would have the so-called 'city' at its knees in quick form... yet, it was still standing. There must have been something more to the city than what he was seeing. Maybe this was even a front to hide a larger bank of people elsewhere, possibly underground?

Eh. Probably not.

Amun stepped into his temporary home with a grimace hidden behind a painfully neutral expression. The dirty, rickety look of the building was offensive, and the safety of it was cleeearly not guaranteed. People slept under that roof? His impression worsened the moment they stepped through the door, as he found nothing but the highest caliber of junk within. Hay bed? Terrible shower? Cube-shaped thing that he hoped was an air purifier? Not even the fact that they would have to share a bed made up for the fact that said bed was the worst bed his eyes had ever laid upon. Amun felt like his silk rags, ripped to tatters and covered in dirt and blood, were more valuable than the whole house's combined.

... He silenced his inner ranting as he reminded himself of his lack of choice. This is what they had, and as much as he hates to admit it, it's what he needs. He wasn't thanking the guard though. "Girl?" Parroted the former noble, turning to said guard with curiosity. Then, a familiar voice sounded out, and he turned his head quickly to spot a barely familiar face. That was... her, the girl who was with Captain Prairie. She seemed understandably worse for wear, and it pained him to see such a pretty face undergoing such despair... but she was alive too. That's one more person in this world.

Once the guard departed, Amun walked over to the woman, crouching down to look her over. "... What's your name, miss? I'm Amun, formerly of the Khufu family."

[MiscChaos]

Morning brings a touch more warmth than Ophelia is used to. Actually more than a bit more now that she's aware of it. She would say maybe the blankets are of better quality than at home, but her Lady demands the highest quality of all things so that wouldn't be it. As she gets closer to waking, she notices she's touching something. When she opens her eyes, she notices that she has her arms around Annie. She also notices Alice still sound asleep in the other bed, but that isn't important to the situation at hand. She's fairly sure the situation at hand would violate some kind of social element she is unaware of. At the very least, she's aware that, for whatever reason, most people do not appreciate strangers touching their breasts and genitals. The only reason she herself would be bothered by it is because allowing such thing is forbidden by her Lady. She really should disengage, but... well, she thinks this may be the first time she's experienced the warmth of another person. It's a curious sensation, sharing body warmth with another. She would term it as "comfortable" if she had to put words to it. And that's before the sensation within her hands. She doesn't do experimentation on herself, she supposes it's something to figure out later, but she wasn't aware breasts were so soft even with the material of Annie's bra. It's pleasant to her touch and she finds herself giving it a quick squeeze before remembering that she may be violating some social construct and really shouldn't be doing this. Probably doubly so for the hand on the other woman's panty-clad crotch. It'd be for the best not to replicate her experiment below the waist probably.

With a sigh, she moves to remove her arms from around Annie and get out of bed. She regrets the loss of warmth, but gets the feeling she'd regret what would happen if Annie woke while she was in that position more. Or not. She's not certain about these "decency" taboos that color the world around her. Some people seem to subscribe to them more than others and she doesn't know how to tell who does. She suspects finding out will offend people and she needs Annie and Alice as un-offended as possible while she travels with them. So she untangles herself and removes herself from the bed. With resting done with, she sets about showering and getting dressed. After a quick scrub down (where she does indeed discover her breasts are every bit as soft as Annie's), she returns to the room to get dressed. She gives the undergarments she set aside yesterday a curious glance, but decides it'd be for the better to have them on. Putting on her armor and the skirt supplied for her completes her task. She does decide to place the provided shirt in her inventory though. There may be some situations that call for a softer look after all and having a non-armor top would fulfill that requirement.

At this point, what she does next depends on whether her companions are up. If both of them are, then they can begin the process of traveling to the Colosseum. If only one of them are, then she supposes she can try striking up a conversation with them so that they continue to see her in an allied light. Otherwise... well, Alice has sparked her curiosity in Masino. It may be beneficial to seek out a temple and get more information from someone hopefully a little less... loud. She tried to find a more tactful word, but she cannot deny that while Alice is useful she is also very loud about her faith. Maybe if she went to their temple she'd get a more calm explanation. She can find out if any shops are open along the way to see about armor or weapons or selling her weapons. Might as well be productive with her day.

[Mark3000]

The Trade

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Before Lilith could respond, she was thrown to the ground with a hard thud. The force knocked the wind out of her as one of the mercenaries grabbed her by the hair with one hand and freed his cock from his armor with the other. The brutish man growled at her "Don't waste our time, harlot, get to work" as he slapped her cheek with his rather large cock.

Lilith let out a loud gasp as the air was knocked out of her. Then again when one of the mercenaries grabbed her hair. She couldn't protest, she had asked for this. Opening her mouth she took the tip of the merc's cock. Letting her tongue wrap around the bulb of his grown member. She remained quiet except for the lapping sounds from her tongue. The second Mercenary crouched behind Lilith and grabbed her breasts roughly, digging his cold armored fingers into them.The third mercenary let out a soft sigh. "When I said 'lets have some fun tonight boys' this wasn't exactly what I had in mind." Despite his protesting he walked over and whipped out his cock and start roughly removing Lilith's clothing.

Lilith eyes' widen in surprise as the first mercenary forced his cock down her throat. Her stifled moans message the man's member. As the Second Mercenary grabs her breasts, he'll find her nipples already erect in excitement. The Third Mercenary would find the Nomad's underwear. Her pussy still swollen from her previous encounter.

"Hey guys, I think this girl is either diseased or already had one hell of a pounding not long ago." The third mercenary said before he jabbed his fingers, with his armored gloves still on, into her pussy. The cold metal scraping against her insides. The first Mercenary responded to the third "Ungh, probably already had a pounding, this is far from her first blowjob" he said, gripping her hair tighter and tugging with each thrust as he throat-fucked her. The second Mercenary pinched Lilith's nipples hard with his cold gauntlets "Her nipples are hard, this probably isn't her first gang-bang, either." he grumbled, while he suddenly grabbed her breasts even harder, scratching at them with the edges of the armor plating.

Lilith's hips wiggled as the cold metal touched her exposed nether region. The three mercenaries were right about her, this wasn't her first time being gang-banged. And it most likely wouldn't be the last. Once her mind settled, she began to deep throat the first mercenary in earnest. Her throat compressed around his cock as her tongue messaged the shaft. Her pussy began to moisten at the cold metal touch, her eyes trained on the first mercenary.

The third mercenary spread his fingers wide and nodded to himself. "Yup, this pussy is loose enough to take the cock of a large orc or something else big. Typical." He shrugged and withdrew his fingers, he then lifted her legs up and got his cock into position, he unceremoniously thrust it in her and immediately began pounding as hard as he could. The first Mercenary laughed through his groans of pleasure and continued thrusting and yanking Lilith's head into it, while the second Mercenary adjusted his position so he was under Lilith and thrust his cock into Lilith's pussy with that of the third Merc, then matched his pace "You would think she was fucked by an Ogre, sweet merciful Nour, I'm not sure I want to know what she has been fucking." he said, as both Mercs pounded her

Lilith couldn't contain herself. The moment that second cock entered her pussy, her body convulsed. Both members were covered in her juices as she orgasm. Her eyes rolled back as she was manhandled . But she never stopped sucking on the first mercenary's cock. Using one hand she reached forward to try and fondle his balls. While her other began to play with her clit.

"By Nour, this is by far one of the most pleasurable fucks I've ever had, its almost scary." It didn't take long for it to push him over the edge as well, he rammed it in as deep as it could go and pumped his seed into her, moaning in pleasure. The first Mercenary rammed his cock to the back of Lilith's throat and began filling it with hot cum, so much that it drizzled out of her mouth. The second Mercenary continued pounding Lilith's pussy in rhythm, then came at the same time as the third.

Lilith's body was all to eager to take the cum of these three men. Lilith drank down as much of the first mercenary's cum as she could. When he was finally finished, she made one last gulp and opened her mouth. It was empty except for a few drips around the side. Meanwhile, her well-worn pussy still had enough strength squeeze to semen from the other two. Lilith's runes began to give off a dull red glow as if to signal her excitement. "You're not done already are you?" she asks politely.

"Of course not, what the fuck do you take us for?" The third mercenary starts thrusting again. The second Mercenary resumes thrusting at the exact same time as the third, grunting as he thrusts much harder than before and uses his hands to grip her breasts roughly, this will leave bruises later. The first Mercenary tiles Lilith's head back and rams his cock back down her throat roughly "I knew you were a cum-hungry whore." he says bluntly as he fucks her throat.

Lilith couldn't deny what the first Mercenary said. That year she spent in the camp of Zalaam worshipers had awoken something in her. Bouncing up and down on the two dicks in her pussy, she hungerly sucked on the one in front of her. Her hands now grabbed onto the first mercenary's ass as if to draw him in deeper.

"That much is for sure, probably does this as much as she can." The third mercenary grabs her leg and twists it a big so he has more room to thrust. "Not that I mind that much, this is one hell of a fuck" The first mercenary grips Lilith's face more roughly, the cold metal of his gauntlets on her face certainly threatening to leave bruises from how hard he was gripping her, and how hard he's pulling her into his thrusts making it even worse. The second Mercenary continues matching his pace with the third, only thrusting harder and harder the longer the session is drawn out.

As time goes on, more drool dripped from the Nomad's mouth. It lathered the first mercenary's member turning her mouth into a slippery hole. Despite the rough treatment, Lilith's face was the picture of bliss. These three men had satisfied a need that she had tried to bury. As her body was abused, she continued to play with the first mercenary's balls and her own clit.

The third mercenary finally reached his limit on how hard he could thrust, and after a few more minutes, reached his climax again, moaning loudly as he deposited more of his cum into her. "By Nour this was the best trade ever." The first Mercenary rams his cock the the back of Lilith's throat, then starts releasing torrents of cum into her throat, but pulls out of her mouth before he's done and cums all over her face, hair, and tits, making her into a mess. The Second Mercenary fills Lilith with his seed a second time, squeezing her breasts in reflex as he does, grunting out "I bet she liked the trade just as much as you did." Lilith 's pussy shivers as it undergoes it's second orgasm. Her eyes roll back as if in a haze . As the first mercenary pulls out his cock to spray her with his seed, she opens her mouth and sticks out her tongue in a lewd expression. Her hair a tangled mess of dirt and semen. "T-Thank you for the trade." She says with a cum-drunk expression.

The Aftermath

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The third mercenary finally regains his strength and pulls out, collapsing onto the ground and sighing. "I need a drink... Let's finish this mission quick so I can go back to the tavern."The two other Mercenaries straighten their clothing and pull out of Lilith, with the second Mercenary standing up. "Don't think this makes you any less worthless to society, you filthy Grey-skin" says the first Mercenary, while the second one responds to the third "We don't have a mission anymore, remember? We have to accept another one because of the trade." he says, looking down at Lilith. The Mercenaries then exchange glances and look down at Lilith at the same time. "Oh yeaa..." He says and looks around, as if he forgot the entire reason he fucked the Vegabond.

The first Mercenary gets back down on his knees and grabs Lilith by the neck with his gauntleted hand and uses his other to punch her across the face once. Lilith gasped for air as the first mercenary re-established her lot in life. With a punch to the face, Lilith let out a loud yelp. She looked away from the first mercenary. This too was all to familiar the one-horned woman. Once people were done with her, she was easily cast aside. "U-Understood." Lilith said putting on a meek appearance.

Despite the helmet blocking Lilith's view of the Mercenary's face, she could tell that he was smiling behind it by his voice "Goood. Before we go, we're just going to make sure you don't forget that." he said. A ting a fear filled Lilith's hear as she spotted the mercenary's smile. She had hoped that they would have just left when they were finished. But Lilith's luck could never be that good. His threat was followed by another punch across the face, the cold metal of the gauntlet leaving a cut across her cheek, causing her to let out a loud scream. The second Mercenary picked up a fallen branch and swung it at the air once, then swung it at Lilith, hitting her in the side. The third Mercenary stood idly and seemingly pretended that he wasn't seeing any of this, his back to the scene. She tried to get the third mercenary's attention. Perhaps he could get his companions to leave her be.

But to no avail, The first Mercenary punched her in the face twice more, the first across the cheek once more, while the second was a brutal uppercut, while the second Mercenary hit her once more in the side with the branch, so hard that it broke in half, then threw aside the broken branch and kicked her with his metal boot. All the while, the third Mercenary ignored her, and looked away, kicking at the dirt. After every hit, if she didn't scream, she would cough up blood or semen staining the ground with the mixture.

The first Mercenary was preparing another punch while the second was rearing back to kick her again, however, they both stopped dead when heavy footsteps interrupted them, followed by an inhuman roar. Metia jumped up onto the side of a tree, clinging to it with her claws, and breathed a ball of fire at the Mercenaries, causing them to leap back, dropping Lilith. The Mercenaries didn't bother sticking around anymore, apparently deciding the burns weren't worth continuing to beat Lilith down. Metia launched two more balls of fire breath after them, but they were long gone. She looked up in awe as Metia launched fireball after fireball.

She dropped from the tree beside Lilith, and looked down at her. "By Nour, make yourself decent, Harlot, you're fully exposed." she said, looking away from her partly naked body. Trying to stand up, Lilith wiped away the semen staining her mouth and chest with whatever she could and dressed herself. "This Harlot saved your job, unless you wanted to pick a fight with them".

Metia rolled her eyes, but kept looking away until Lilith was done fixing her clothes "Please, those weaklings would be cinders right now, you just wanted to be screwed." she said, turning her back fully while waiting for Lilith to straighten yourself. "The way you conduct yourself, I would think you would keep a towel on you."

She paused for a moment. Lilith couldn't really answer Metia. She just did it to make their job easier right? But the Nomad couldn't deny that it felt good. Fucking the sea monster, selling her body, it still felt like she was connected to Zalaam. "I'll remember towel's next time" She said jokingly as she tried to straighten out her clothing and hair, then pulled up her panties. She may have to visit that small pond she found Metia. "Well this is as good as I'll get, though being a little roughed up might help lure out the Red Cap."

The Battle

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Metia squinted at Lilith, then spoke as she walked back where they had been before, near the trap "Your hair is still disgusting, but I suppose you're right, there's no way to get... that... out of it right now." With a nod, Lilith proceeded to check on the pit trap she had prepared outside the tree canopy. She had intended to trap the creature in the Bloody Rain. But fighting it in sunny light was a better option. "Okay I'll lure out the target and trap it. Are you ready?" Metia climbed a nearby tree and hid in the branches, then called down in a low voice "As ready as I'll ever be, Harlot." she said, grumpily.

Taking that as her cue, she faced the tower and positioned herself behind her trap. Waiting a moment until the three mercenaries were out of earshot, Lilith called out. Projecting her voice towards the lit window as best she could. "HELP! PLEASE CAN ANYONE HEAR ME. I WAS ATTACKED IN THE BLEEDING RAIN AND CAN'T MOVE. CAN ANYONE HELP ME?"

An old man comes running out of the gate, then looks towards Lilith. His eyes widen, and he slowly makes his way towards her. He slowly approaches Lilith, speaking as he approaches "It's alright, I'm here to help" he says in a shaky voice "What were you attacked by? You look like you're in really bad sha-" his sentence is interrupted by a shriek as he falls into the pit, the shriek being cut off when he hits the bottom. After hitting the bottom, he immediately uses inhuman speed to climb back out of the pit, but he looks slightly wounded, a grimace on his face behind the apparent rage "You tricked me..." he says, slowly approaching Lilith.

An old man comes running out of the gate, then looks towards Lilith. His eyes widen, and he slowly makes his way towards her

He slowly approaches Lilith, speaking as he approaches "It's alright, I'm here to help" he says in a shaky voice "What were you attacked by? You look like you're in really bad sha-" his sentence is interrupted by a shriek as he falls into the pit, the shriek being cut off when he hits the bottom.

After hitting the bottom, he immediately uses inhuman speed to climb back out of the pit, but he looks slightly wounded, a grimace on his face behind the apparent rage "You tricked me..." he says, slowly approaching Lilith. Lilith let out a gasp as the old man just climbed out of the pit like it was nothing. Not giving him an answer, Lilith sunk back into the shadows of the forest. Once hidden she would strike out at the Red Cap in disguise.

As her hidden blade grazed the Red Cap, she turns her head to the trees. "I could use your help Metia" Lilith called out. While she was expecting fire, she got a different reply. "Why don't you do some actual work Harlot." She said from her vantage point. Lilith was left speechless as a rock pelts the distracted Nomad.

Frustrated, Lilith strikes the target one more time before slinking back into the shadows. Looking up, Lilith called out one more time for Metia. "Please Metia, I could use a hand." Rolling her eyes Metia finally jumps down to help the hiding Nomad. From the shadows, Lilith prepares her next trap. Moving back she placed a Bear Trap between her and the Red Cap. But she never gets a chance to use it.

Metia sets the creature on fire the moment she left the tree. The smell of burning flesh and the Red Cap's screams filled the air. Before it could make a move, Metia skewered the creature with her spear. Lilith looked on with astonishment. "A-Amazing" Lilith whispered under her breath. Coming out of hiding, Lilith looks at the dead Red Cap. "Looks like your mission was a success" Lilith said with a smile, followed by a long yawn. She couldn't remember the last time she'd gotten any sleep. Looking to the castle, Lilith's natural curiosity got the better of her. "Why don't we check out the castle to see if we could find anything inter... I mean useful." She said as she equipped the Bronze Morningstar

[Littlemankitten]

Battle:

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Iveta threatens to eat the Spiders that she pelted with the rock and takes a battle stance, drooling from hunger.

Anastasia rolls her eyes and waits for the spiders to come out, upon seeming them, she takes a battle stance and grimaces. "Uhm, these things look kind of scary, are you sure that was in any way a good idea?"

Iveta laughs "Of course, I'm hungry, and I smelled food!" she says, followed by laughing even louder as the spiders jump down from halfway up the cliff and land in front of the pair, standing significantly taller than both.

Anastasia grabs her hammer and seeing them up close, tenses up. "Yea, I'll take a swing at them but if they're as tough as they look I'm out of here." With that, she swings her hammer at one of the things legs.

The Spider lifts its leg, evading the attack, then quickly fires a giant glob of webbing at Anastasia, with the force of a speeding train, knocking her back against the side of the cliff, creating a series of cracks. The second Spider leaps into the air and lands on the cliff, above Iveta and Anastasia, then using the tentacles hanging from its face, it lifts her up before it, then using the fangs beneath the tentacles, it bites down on her mid-section, injecting its venom.

Anastasia sighed internally as the spider easily dodged her and spat its webbing at her, sticking her to the wall. Figures, why did she bother taking the tentative shot to gauge their strength? They looked powerful enough to kill a small army, she should of ran when she could. She immediately started to attempt to break free but then the second spider jumps onto the wall and sinks its fangs into her. Anastasia cries out in pain and immediately finds herself going limp, unable to do much of anything except glare at Iveta, regretting ever releasing her.

Iveta ignores the glaring and runs at the Spider that fired the webbing, then leaps into the air, hitting it in the face with a powerful uppercut, staggering it. The spider, however, recovers and fires another glob of webbing at her, knocking her over and bouncing her across the ground with the force of the hit.

After a moment on the ground, a red fog begins emanating from her body and filling the air. Her body turns completely pitch black, and rocks start to slowly lift off the ground, connecting themselves to her arms until they form two colossal golem arms. Two horns grow from the top of her head, and curve around each other, the tips lighting up like torches. Her skin slowly becomes black and scaly, and a scorpion tail grows from beneath her shirt and curves over her head, poised to strike.

Iveta charges at the first spider and grabs it by the leg, then spins around, swinging it into the wall and smashing it to bits. Before she could celebrate her victory, the second spider quickly jumps from the side of the cliff and slams down on her, creating a crater in the ground. The spider raises itself off the ground, and Anastasia could see Iveta's body changing back to normal.

For the briefest, fleeting moment, Anastasia was impressed by Iveta. Her transformation was something Anastasia had to keep in mind, as Idalia might be able to do that to if they were raised in the same place. And then as quickly as she was a badass, she became a weakling again. Anastasia grimaces and tries to lift her head up. "Iveta... You're a fucking idiot, I should throw you into the nearest lake after this..." She coughs and eyes the spider, seeing what they'd do next.

LEWD

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Iveta doesn't move, though from her vantage point, Anastasia could see that she was still breathing. The spider immediately comes crawling towards where Anastasia had been left, and uses the tentacles on its face to peel Anastasia off the side of the cliff, then uses one of the tentacles to remove her armor, letting it drop to the ground, then uses two tentacles to wrap around her breasts and squeezes them hard through her clothes. As its doing this, she can see something fleshy and slimy extending beneath the spider.

Anastasia can only resist in spirit as the spider takes her off the wall and takes off her clothes, only being able to mutter "Of fucking course it would." She makes a surprised gasp at is squeezes her breasts and once she sees what's coming out of it, she repeats what she said, louder this time. "BY AVENIR OF FUCKING COURSE IT WOULD." The Spider's tentacles squeeze her breasts much harder, painfully hard, then it bends its legs, crouching down, and slams her against the ground, breaking a rock to pieces with her body. The Spider turns her around so that her head was beneath it and roughly thrusts its slimy, disgusting cock against her lips and pushes against them while it slips yet another tentacle under her dress and wraps it around her hard shaft, pulling her cock out from underneath, and out the top of her panties, then starts jerking her off roughly.

Anastasia groans in pain weakly, as it abuses her, she would love to try and resist, but can't. Once the cock entered her mouth she let out a muffled. "Fuck!" She then felt some more of its tentacles slithering down her dress and then starts jerking her off. Grunting loudly in surprise she bites down as hard she can on the things cock, this being the only form of resistance she can pull off.

The Spider's member twitches, and while her teeth fail to penetrate its surface, the spider lifts one of its spear-like legs and slams it down on Anastasia's mid-section, puncturing through her completely and embedding it into the ground.

With it's leg now through her stomach, the Spider begins thrusting in and out of Anastasia's mouth slowly while it jerks her off with its tentacle, and slowly slips yet another tentacle into her panties, then slowly slips it into her pussy, passing through her lips and starting to move in and out, remaining shallow.

Anastasia eyes bug out as its leg goes through her stomach, at this point she realizes she can't do much of anything but take it. Once she felt some more tentacles slip into her pussy though, it seems she immediately dismissed that thought and started trying to struggle again, biting down on its dick weakly and shuffling around trying to break free in vain. She let out a muffled scream once it pierced her hymen though, and suddenly she felt the strangest mix of fear, lust, and pure rage.

The Spider begins using two tentacles to jerk her off while pushing a second tentacle into her pussy, then alternating between thrusting each, the girth of the two actually stretching her. All the while, the spider continues ramming its cock into her throat, despite the biting, however it still responds to the biting by pulling its leg out of her stomach, then roughly slamming it through her thigh, creating another gaping wound. Anastasia doesn't respond to the new puncture wound, in fact she stops responding at all, not giving it the satisfaction of the fight. She just glares at what she presumes to be its face. She reached a threshold of anger where she couldn't even move as its like her body locked up. This was the fucking worst, and it was all Iveta's fault for not being able to control her supposed hunger. Yet those tentacles did feel pretty damn good all things considered, then again, anything that was pain would probably feel amazing at this point.

The spider suddenly twitches, then unleashes a torrent of disgusting green liquid into Anastasia's throat, slowly pulling out as it overflows her mouth, shooting a lot more onto her face when it pulls out completely.After soaking her face and filling her throat, the spider lifts Anastasia and turns her back around, so she was face to face with the spider, at which point she feels the spider's throbbing cock poking against her pussy. All the while, the spider has not stopped jerking her off with its tentacles.

Anastasia coughed up as much of it as she could once it backed out of her, god that shit tasted disgusting. Unfortunately it seemed like it wasn't done with her, it flipped her over and went for a lower target. Despite the situation, Anastasia's cock was at full mast at this point, which was actually half the size of this spiders, which could be impressive or disappointing depending how one looks at it, considering the spiders was gigantic. So gigantic, that Anastasia felt pain that rivaled having her stomach impaled as it entered her. Her body was not meant to accommodate something this large , and it ended up tearing her skin and stretching her pussy by a comical degree. She clenched her teeth and through sheer willpower, managed not to scream.

The Spider doesn't even let Anastasia get used to the side, it starts thrusting in and out of her rapidly immediately, each and every thrust rocking her body with its force, while it adds a third tentacle, wrapping it around her cock with the others and jerking her off roughly with them, while also tilting her cock so that it is aiming at Anastasia's upper body. The Spider also leans its face closer to Anastasia's, slipping a long, slimy purple appendage from its mouth, which it forces down Anastasia's throat, gagging her with it.

Anastasia was feeling so many different things at the moment her mind almost goes blank. Pain, pleasure, anger, fear, hatred, all melded into a weird knot in her body that made it feel like her muscles were slowly tearing themselves apart. Then again, that might be because of the treatment she was receiving thanks to the spider. Unfortunately not even her mouth could get a break from the onslaught, this thing was ruthless, for a moment she wondered if this was how it mated with its kind as well. She started feeling hot as well, her dick hardening even more and her pussy quivering a little.

The Spider jams its tongue even deeper into her throat and continues licking around inside it, leaking its slime into her mouth, while it continues ramming its giant cock in and out of her, and jerking her off with its tentacles. It also slides two more tentacles into her dress, rubbing her nipples with the tips, while squeezing her breasts with the main body of the tentacles.

Anastasia gags at the things tentacles, but otherwise does her best to not give it the satisfaction of a struggle as it continues with its onslaught. Anastasia was reaching her limit however, suddenly the pain started to dull, and the strange thing that is sexual pleasure decided it was more important than two gaping wounds, her dick engorged, seeming to gain another inch in length, and her pussy suddenly clamped down on its dick, and she came. Maybe because she was in so much pain, or because of the size of the creatures, and her body was just trying to distract her from what was happening, but it was one of the best feeling orgasms she ever had. She sprayed herself with her pure white cum, and there was a lot of it, much more than the size of her should support. In fact, if it was a competition between her and that spider, it would of probably been a tie in the amount of cum they had. She closed her eyes so none would get in her eyes. Meanwhile her pussy had clamped down on the things dick and practically massaged it as she had her orgasm, her fluids leaking around the things cock.

The Spider suddenly started unleashing massive torrents of cum into her pussy when Anastasia clamped down on its cock, not only inflating her very slightly, but also causing it to leak out of her pussy, soaking the ground beneath her. The Spider retracts its tongue from her throat and lifts her back up with its tentacles, setting her down with her hips in the air, her upper body on the ground, then thrusts back into her pussy even harder than before, and resumes ramming into her repeatedly and rapidly, while using ALL of its tentacles to grab her shaft and jerk her off roughly and rapidly, growling at her, or moaning, who can tell, the entire time.

Anastasia does her best to try and make this new position and least in the most superficial way comfortable, yet this spider seemed to have a thing for doing it as rough as possible. Anastasia opens her mouth in what might seem like a gasp, but no air comes out. How is this thing not done yet? She couldn't complain, once when she was younger she had her way with some young human girl and came in her four times in a hour. As if to solidify that, her cock didn't even shrink in the slightest, completely ready for round two.

The Spider moves one of the tentacles off her cock and wraps it around her neck, without choking her, just resting it there, while it continues pounding away at her pussy, stretching it with every rough thrust, and jerking her off hard and fast the entire time, while the spider drools on Anastasia's back.

Anastasia idly wondered what it planned to do with that tentacle it wrapped around her next. She assumed kill her as soon as it was done, then probably move on to Iveta. It doesn't take long before she orgasms again, spraying the ground, with some of it landing on her again, with cum. It was less than last time, though Anastasia would probably be the only one able to tell, to a outside viewer it probably looked like just as much. Well, at least her own cum felt nice and warm, almost pleasant. Compared to this thing it was a nice change of pace

The Spider cums hard inside her again, the extra cum spilling out all over the ground and down her thighs, it then pulls out of her mid stream and its cum erupts all over her body, sticking to her 'hair' and clothes. The Spider then released her cock with its tentacles, but tightens the one around her neck very slightly, before suddenly starting to repeatedly and forcefully slam her head into the rock-hard ground over and over until the world finally fades out and she loses consciousness. The last thing Anastasia thought as she saw herself being slammed into the ground was "Fuck."

[lilbooth]

After she had soaked for an hour or two, and received an equal amount of dirty looks and applause, Cee Cee left the bathhouse with all her gear and made her way to her room. She laid out all her combat gear and decided on the set she would wear out in the field tomorrow. She then took a few moments to look over the rest of her gear. Lost of bones touched by necromantic magic, a few decent weapons, a whole extra set of Barton Armor. A pretty good haul. She decided she would go meet with a craftsman in the morning and attempt to make some new gear. She didn't have a need for a whole extra set of armor, but could still use a helmet, or circlet, and some vambraces or pauldrons. And maybe she could make use of all the extra bones she had lying around. Regardless for the rest of the day, she went about filling out grimoire sheets. She decided it was best to list everything she had encountered up to this point, so the ice Cragg, the zombies, the owlbear, the goart, giant skeletons, the normal skeletons, and finally the extra strong blue skeletons. She really only had quick details about the undead, but all the beasts she uhh knew a bit more about them. With the grimoires filled out and she went on to answer what she knew of the spires. Which wasn't all that much. She knew there were multiple, that they were in some sort of pattern. That they erect at night. They produce zombies and other forms of undead. They are patrolled by purple roots that capture anything that is alive and steal their life force. And that was really all. WIth all her forms finished she went back to reception and handed everything in. She was feeling quite accomplished following her romp and essentially writing a report of her accomplishments so she decided to try her luck with the cute receptionist. "If you feel like having a little fun when your shift is over, my door will be open." She said with a wink as she sauntered off to bed. Whether she had company or not, Cee Cee would enjoy her sleep in a comfy bed and then set off for an armorer in the morning.

[RandomRoninKitten]

Alexander Telluria/Centaurific

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"Hello to you too miss!" Alexander cheerfully replied as he approached her. He liked this line of work, and he liked the polite clerk who so often directed him to his next "quest".

He accepts the sheet and says, "Sounds right up my alley." Then proceeds to read what is written.

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The sheet detailed that a nearby town, Dartmoore, was in need of temporary protection due to the fact that they had not raised an army yet, and after the Town had been built, an Orc camp was seen nearby. The town was directly to the west of Azraq, and would not take long to reach. After Alexander's confirmation, the girl smiles and put his name up on the board behind her, beside the mission."Good luck!" she said, reaching over the counter and giving him a hug.

Amun Khufu/MrBlah

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They don't have an inn, the guard's weapon is also made of junk, their buildings are so... poor; Amun really worried himself just wondering what threats this Ferraile could hold up to. Surely a coordinated attack would have the so-called 'city' at its knees in quick form... yet, it was still standing. There must have been something more to the city than what he was seeing. Maybe this was even a front to hide a larger bank of people elsewhere, possibly underground?

Eh. Probably not.

Amun stepped into his temporary home with a grimace hidden behind a painfully neutral expression. The dirty, rickety look of the building was offensive, and the safety of it was cleeearly not guaranteed. People slept under that roof? His impression worsened the moment they stepped through the door, as he found nothing but the highest caliber of junk within. Hay bed? Terrible shower? Cube-shaped thing that he hoped was an air purifier? Not even the fact that they would have to share a bed made up for the fact that said bed was the worst bed his eyes had ever laid upon. Amun felt like his silk rags, ripped to tatters and covered in dirt and blood, were more valuable than the whole house's combined.

... He silenced his inner ranting as he reminded himself of his lack of choice. This is what they had, and as much as he hates to admit it, it's what he needs. He wasn't thanking the guard though. "Girl?" Parroted the former noble, turning to said guard with curiosity. Then, a familiar voice sounded out, and he turned his head quickly to spot a barely familiar face. That was... her, the girl who was with Captain Prairie. She seemed understandably worse for wear, and it pained him to see such a pretty face undergoing such despair... but she was alive too. That's one more person in this world.

Once the guard departed, Amun walked over to the woman, crouching down to look her over. "... What's your name, miss? I'm Amun, formerly of the Khufu family."

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She continued looking at the floor as she replied "I'm Lucia, formerly of the Cielo family... and I guess this is 'Handy', she hasn't let go since I left the ruins of Monsteropolis." she said, motioning to the disembodied hand that was holding onto her ankle. The hand was feminine in appearance, looked to belong to a young girl, and was wearing the tattered remains of a purple sleeve. "I tried shooting it... burning it... beating it... kicking at it... I guess she's here to stay... u-... unlike my home..." she said, bursting into tears.

Meanwhile, Lyanna was getting into the shower, behind them.

Ophelia/MiscChaos

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Morning brings a touch more warmth than Ophelia is used to. Actually more than a bit more now that she's aware of it. She would say maybe the blankets are of better quality than at home, but her Lady demands the highest quality of all things so that wouldn't be it. As she gets closer to waking, she notices she's touching something. When she opens her eyes, she notices that she has her arms around Annie. She also notices Alice still sound asleep in the other bed, but that isn't important to the situation at hand. She's fairly sure the situation at hand would violate some kind of social element she is unaware of. At the very least, she's aware that, for whatever reason, most people do not appreciate strangers touching their breasts and genitals. The only reason she herself would be bothered by it is because allowing such thing is forbidden by her Lady. She really should disengage, but... well, she thinks this may be the first time she's experienced the warmth of another person. It's a curious sensation, sharing body warmth with another. She would term it as "comfortable" if she had to put words to it. And that's before the sensation within her hands. She doesn't do experimentation on herself, she supposes it's something to figure out later, but she wasn't aware breasts were so soft even with the material of Annie's bra. It's pleasant to her touch and she finds herself giving it a quick squeeze before remembering that she may be violating some social construct and really shouldn't be doing this. Probably doubly so for the hand on the other woman's panty-clad crotch. It'd be for the best not to replicate her experiment below the waist probably.

With a sigh, she moves to remove her arms from around Annie and get out of bed. She regrets the loss of warmth, but gets the feeling she'd regret what would happen if Annie woke while she was in that position more. Or not. She's not certain about these "decency" taboos that color the world around her. Some people seem to subscribe to them more than others and she doesn't know how to tell who does. She suspects finding out will offend people and she needs Annie and Alice as un-offended as possible while she travels with them. So she untangles herself and removes herself from the bed. With resting done with, she sets about showering and getting dressed. After a quick scrub down (where she does indeed discover her breasts are every bit as soft as Annie's), she returns to the room to get dressed. She gives the undergarments she set aside yesterday a curious glance, but decides it'd be for the better to have them on. Putting on her armor and the skirt supplied for her completes her task. She does decide to place the provided shirt in her inventory though. There may be some situations that call for a softer look after all and having a non-armor top would fulfill that requirement.

At this point, what she does next depends on whether her companions are up. If both of them are, then they can begin the process of traveling to the Colosseum. If only one of them are, then she supposes she can try striking up a conversation with them so that they continue to see her in an allied light. Otherwise... well, Alice has sparked her curiosity in Masino. It may be beneficial to seek out a temple and get more information from someone hopefully a little less... loud. She tried to find a more tactful word, but she cannot deny that while Alice is useful she is also very loud about her faith. Maybe if she went to their temple she'd get a more calm explanation. She can find out if any shops are open along the way to see about armor or weapons or selling her weapons. Might as well be productive with her day.

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When Ophelia returns from her shower, she finds Annie and Alice waiting for her to come out. She can tell that they were talking by the fact that Annie has her face buried in her hands and Alice is standing up in a triumphant-looking pose, and had just spoken the word "JUSTICE" as she was walking out of the bathroom.

When they notice Ophelia, Annie bolts for the bathroom immediately with surprising speed, and Alice just looks after her remarking "I can certainly appreciate her rush to administer great JUSTICE. Such speed is certainly the result thereof." finishing the sentence with a brilliant smile and a thumbs-up. After the three had fully prepared, Alice announces that she needs to go about some business in the city before they leave, among the list announcing an intent to go to the Temple of Masino. Annie rolls her eyes at this and states that if Alice is going to attend to some business before leaving, she may as well have a look around the city.

"Since we're splitting into two or more groups, we can all meet at the gate once we're done. Don't take more time than you have to, otherwise we may end up traveling at night, and that would be... less than beneficial." Annie says, putting on her coat as they prepared to leave.

Lilith Rose/Mark3000

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The Trade
Before Lilith could respond, she was thrown to the ground with a hard thud. The force knocked the wind out of her as one of the mercenaries grabbed her by the hair with one hand and freed his cock from his armor with the other. The brutish man growled at her "Don't waste our time, harlot, get to work" as he slapped her cheek with his rather large cock.

Lilith let out a loud gasp as the air was knocked out of her. Then again when one of the mercenaries grabbed her hair. She couldn't protest, she had asked for this. Opening her mouth she took the tip of the merc's cock. Letting her tongue wrap around the bulb of his grown member. She remained quiet except for the lapping sounds from her tongue. The second Mercenary crouched behind Lilith and grabbed her breasts roughly, digging his cold armored fingers into them.The third mercenary let out a soft sigh. "When I said 'lets have some fun tonight boys' this wasn't exactly what I had in mind." Despite his protesting he walked over and whipped out his cock and start roughly removing Lilith's clothing.

Lilith eyes' widen in surprise as the first mercenary forced his cock down her throat. Her stifled moans message the man's member. As the Second Mercenary grabs her breasts, he'll find her nipples already erect in excitement. The Third Mercenary would find the Nomad's underwear. Her pussy still swollen from her previous encounter.

"Hey guys, I think this girl is either diseased or already had one hell of a pounding not long ago." The third mercenary said before he jabbed his fingers, with his armored gloves still on, into her pussy. The cold metal scraping against her insides. The first Mercenary responded to the third "Ungh, probably already had a pounding, this is far from her first blowjob" he said, gripping her hair tighter and tugging with each thrust as he throat-fucked her. The second Mercenary pinched Lilith's nipples hard with his cold gauntlets "Her nipples are hard, this probably isn't her first gang-bang, either." he grumbled, while he suddenly grabbed her breasts even harder, scratching at them with the edges of the armor plating.

Lilith's hips wiggled as the cold metal touched her exposed nether region. The three mercenaries were right about her, this wasn't her first time being gang-banged. And it most likely wouldn't be the last. Once her mind settled, she began to deep throat the first mercenary in earnest. Her throat compressed around his cock as her tongue messaged the shaft. Her pussy began to moisten at the cold metal touch, her eyes trained on the first mercenary.

The third mercenary spread his fingers wide and nodded to himself. "Yup, this pussy is loose enough to take the cock of a large orc or something else big. Typical." He shrugged and withdrew his fingers, he then lifted her legs up and got his cock into position, he unceremoniously thrust it in her and immediately began pounding as hard as he could. The first Mercenary laughed through his groans of pleasure and continued thrusting and yanking Lilith's head into it, while the second Mercenary adjusted his position so he was under Lilith and thrust his cock into Lilith's pussy with that of the third Merc, then matched his pace "You would think she was fucked by an Ogre, sweet merciful Nour, I'm not sure I want to know what she has been fucking." he said, as both Mercs pounded her

Lilith couldn't contain herself. The moment that second cock entered her pussy, her body convulsed. Both members were covered in her juices as she orgasm. Her eyes rolled back as she was manhandled . But she never stopped sucking on the first mercenary's cock. Using one hand she reached forward to try and fondle his balls. While her other began to play with her clit.

"By Nour, this is by far one of the most pleasurable fucks I've ever had, its almost scary." It didn't take long for it to push him over the edge as well, he rammed it in as deep as it could go and pumped his seed into her, moaning in pleasure. The first Mercenary rammed his cock to the back of Lilith's throat and began filling it with hot cum, so much that it drizzled out of her mouth. The second Mercenary continued pounding Lilith's pussy in rhythm, then came at the same time as the third.

Lilith's body was all to eager to take the cum of these three men. Lilith drank down as much of the first mercenary's cum as she could. When he was finally finished, she made one last gulp and opened her mouth. It was empty except for a few drips around the side. Meanwhile, her well-worn pussy still had enough strength squeeze to semen from the other two. Lilith's runes began to give off a dull red glow as if to signal her excitement. "You're not done already are you?" she asks politely.

"Of course not, what the fuck do you take us for?" The third mercenary starts thrusting again. The second Mercenary resumes thrusting at the exact same time as the third, grunting as he thrusts much harder than before and uses his hands to grip her breasts roughly, this will leave bruises later. The first Mercenary tiles Lilith's head back and rams his cock back down her throat roughly "I knew you were a cum-hungry whore." he says bluntly as he fucks her throat.

Lilith couldn't deny what the first Mercenary said. That year she spent in the camp of Zalaam worshipers had awoken something in her. Bouncing up and down on the two dicks in her pussy, she hungerly sucked on the one in front of her. Her hands now grabbed onto the first mercenary's ass as if to draw him in deeper.

"That much is for sure, probably does this as much as she can." The third mercenary grabs her leg and twists it a big so he has more room to thrust. "Not that I mind that much, this is one hell of a fuck" The first mercenary grips Lilith's face more roughly, the cold metal of his gauntlets on her face certainly threatening to leave bruises from how hard he was gripping her, and how hard he's pulling her into his thrusts making it even worse. The second Mercenary continues matching his pace with the third, only thrusting harder and harder the longer the session is drawn out.

As time goes on, more drool dripped from the Nomad's mouth. It lathered the first mercenary's member turning her mouth into a slippery hole. Despite the rough treatment, Lilith's face was the picture of bliss. These three men had satisfied a need that she had tried to bury. As her body was abused, she continued to play with the first mercenary's balls and her own clit.

The third mercenary finally reached his limit on how hard he could thrust, and after a few more minutes, reached his climax again, moaning loudly as he deposited more of his cum into her. "By Nour this was the best trade ever." The first Mercenary rams his cock the the back of Lilith's throat, then starts releasing torrents of cum into her throat, but pulls out of her mouth before he's done and cums all over her face, hair, and tits, making her into a mess. The Second Mercenary fills Lilith with his seed a second time, squeezing her breasts in reflex as he does, grunting out "I bet she liked the trade just as much as you did." Lilith 's pussy shivers as it undergoes it's second orgasm. Her eyes roll back as if in a haze . As the first mercenary pulls out his cock to spray her with his seed, she opens her mouth and sticks out her tongue in a lewd expression. Her hair a tangled mess of dirt and semen. "T-Thank you for the trade." She says with a cum-drunk expression.

The Aftermath
The third mercenary finally regains his strength and pulls out, collapsing onto the ground and sighing. "I need a drink... Let's finish this mission quick so I can go back to the tavern."The two other Mercenaries straighten their clothing and pull out of Lilith, with the second Mercenary standing up. "Don't think this makes you any less worthless to society, you filthy Grey-skin" says the first Mercenary, while the second one responds to the third "We don't have a mission anymore, remember? We have to accept another one because of the trade." he says, looking down at Lilith. The Mercenaries then exchange glances and look down at Lilith at the same time. "Oh yeaa..." He says and looks around, as if he forgot the entire reason he fucked the Vegabond.

The first Mercenary gets back down on his knees and grabs Lilith by the neck with his gauntleted hand and uses his other to punch her across the face once. Lilith gasped for air as the first mercenary re-established her lot in life. With a punch to the face, Lilith let out a loud yelp. She looked away from the first mercenary. This too was all to familiar the one-horned woman. Once people were done with her, she was easily cast aside. "U-Understood." Lilith said putting on a meek appearance.

Despite the helmet blocking Lilith's view of the Mercenary's face, she could tell that he was smiling behind it by his voice "Goood. Before we go, we're just going to make sure you don't forget that." he said. A ting a fear filled Lilith's hear as she spotted the mercenary's smile. She had hoped that they would have just left when they were finished. But Lilith's luck could never be that good. His threat was followed by another punch across the face, the cold metal of the gauntlet leaving a cut across her cheek, causing her to let out a loud scream. The second Mercenary picked up a fallen branch and swung it at the air once, then swung it at Lilith, hitting her in the side. The third Mercenary stood idly and seemingly pretended that he wasn't seeing any of this, his back to the scene. She tried to get the third mercenary's attention. Perhaps he could get his companions to leave her be.

But to no avail, The first Mercenary punched her in the face twice more, the first across the cheek once more, while the second was a brutal uppercut, while the second Mercenary hit her once more in the side with the branch, so hard that it broke in half, then threw aside the broken branch and kicked her with his metal boot. All the while, the third Mercenary ignored her, and looked away, kicking at the dirt. After every hit, if she didn't scream, she would cough up blood or semen staining the ground with the mixture.

The first Mercenary was preparing another punch while the second was rearing back to kick her again, however, they both stopped dead when heavy footsteps interrupted them, followed by an inhuman roar. Metia jumped up onto the side of a tree, clinging to it with her claws, and breathed a ball of fire at the Mercenaries, causing them to leap back, dropping Lilith. The Mercenaries didn't bother sticking around anymore, apparently deciding the burns weren't worth continuing to beat Lilith down. Metia launched two more balls of fire breath after them, but they were long gone. She looked up in awe as Metia launched fireball after fireball.

She dropped from the tree beside Lilith, and looked down at her. "By Nour, make yourself decent, Harlot, you're fully exposed." she said, looking away from her partly naked body. Trying to stand up, Lilith wiped away the semen staining her mouth and chest with whatever she could and dressed herself. "This Harlot saved your job, unless you wanted to pick a fight with them".

Metia rolled her eyes, but kept looking away until Lilith was done fixing her clothes "Please, those weaklings would be cinders right now, you just wanted to be screwed." she said, turning her back fully while waiting for Lilith to straighten yourself. "The way you conduct yourself, I would think you would keep a towel on you."

She paused for a moment. Lilith couldn't really answer Metia. She just did it to make their job easier right? But the Nomad couldn't deny that it felt good. Fucking the sea monster, selling her body, it still felt like she was connected to Zalaam. "I'll remember towel's next time" She said jokingly as she tried to straighten out her clothing and hair, then pulled up her panties. She may have to visit that small pond she found Metia. "Well this is as good as I'll get, though being a little roughed up might help lure out the Red Cap."

The Battle
Metia squinted at Lilith, then spoke as she walked back where they had been before, near the trap "Your hair is still disgusting, but I suppose you're right, there's no way to get... that... out of it right now." With a nod, Lilith proceeded to check on the pit trap she had prepared outside the tree canopy. She had intended to trap the creature in the Bloody Rain. But fighting it in sunny light was a better option. "Okay I'll lure out the target and trap it. Are you ready?" Metia climbed a nearby tree and hid in the branches, then called down in a low voice "As ready as I'll ever be, Harlot." she said, grumpily.

Taking that as her cue, she faced the tower and positioned herself behind her trap. Waiting a moment until the three mercenaries were out of earshot, Lilith called out. Projecting her voice towards the lit window as best she could. "HELP! PLEASE CAN ANYONE HEAR ME. I WAS ATTACKED IN THE BLEEDING RAIN AND CAN'T MOVE. CAN ANYONE HELP ME?"

An old man comes running out of the gate, then looks towards Lilith. His eyes widen, and he slowly makes his way towards her. He slowly approaches Lilith, speaking as he approaches "It's alright, I'm here to help" he says in a shaky voice "What were you attacked by? You look like you're in really bad sha-" his sentence is interrupted by a shriek as he falls into the pit, the shriek being cut off when he hits the bottom. After hitting the bottom, he immediately uses inhuman speed to climb back out of the pit, but he looks slightly wounded, a grimace on his face behind the apparent rage "You tricked me..." he says, slowly approaching Lilith.

An old man comes running out of the gate, then looks towards Lilith. His eyes widen, and he slowly makes his way towards her

He slowly approaches Lilith, speaking as he approaches "It's alright, I'm here to help" he says in a shaky voice "What were you attacked by? You look like you're in really bad sha-" his sentence is interrupted by a shriek as he falls into the pit, the shriek being cut off when he hits the bottom.

After hitting the bottom, he immediately uses inhuman speed to climb back out of the pit, but he looks slightly wounded, a grimace on his face behind the apparent rage "You tricked me..." he says, slowly approaching Lilith. Lilith let out a gasp as the old man just climbed out of the pit like it was nothing. Not giving him an answer, Lilith sunk back into the shadows of the forest. Once hidden she would strike out at the Red Cap in disguise.

As her hidden blade grazed the Red Cap, she turns her head to the trees. "I could use your help Metia" Lilith called out. While she was expecting fire, she got a different reply. "Why don't you do some actual work Harlot." She said from her vantage point. Lilith was left speechless as a rock pelts the distracted Nomad.

Frustrated, Lilith strikes the target one more time before slinking back into the shadows. Looking up, Lilith called out one more time for Metia. "Please Metia, I could use a hand." Rolling her eyes Metia finally jumps down to help the hiding Nomad. From the shadows, Lilith prepares her next trap. Moving back she placed a Bear Trap between her and the Red Cap. But she never gets a chance to use it.

Metia sets the creature on fire the moment she left the tree. The smell of burning flesh and the Red Cap's screams filled the air. Before it could make a move, Metia skewered the creature with her spear. Lilith looked on with astonishment. "A-Amazing" Lilith whispered under her breath. Coming out of hiding, Lilith looks at the dead Red Cap. "Looks like your mission was a success" Lilith said with a smile, followed by a long yawn. She couldn't remember the last time she'd gotten any sleep. Looking to the castle, Lilith's natural curiosity got the better of her. "Why don't we check out the castle to see if we could find anything inter... I mean useful." She said as she equipped the Bronze Morningstar

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Metia kicked the corpse over with her armored boot, then took a rope out of her inventory, tying one end to the burning Redcap corpse, and the other end to Lilith's hips "Since I killed it, you get to drag it." she says, putting away her weapons and preparing to leave. She blinks momentarily when Lilith suggests entering the castle.

"Uhg. Fine." she says, following her to the castle entrance, and into the structure. Inside, the castle throne room is right ahead of them, and on either side is a long hallway. As far as decorations, the place is relatively bare. One hallway looks as though it leads into the upper levels of the castle, while the other side looks as though it leads to some kind of lower floor. Metia walks over to the throne and plops down into the seat "Make it quick." she says, getting comfortable and leaning on her hand.

Anastasia Ursa/LittleManKitten

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Battle:
Iveta threatens to eat the Spiders that she pelted with the rock and takes a battle stance, drooling from hunger.

Anastasia rolls her eyes and waits for the spiders to come out, upon seeming them, she takes a battle stance and grimaces. "Uhm, these things look kind of scary, are you sure that was in any way a good idea?"

Iveta laughs "Of course, I'm hungry, and I smelled food!" she says, followed by laughing even louder as the spiders jump down from halfway up the cliff and land in front of the pair, standing significantly taller than both.

Anastasia grabs her hammer and seeing them up close, tenses up. "Yea, I'll take a swing at them but if they're as tough as they look I'm out of here." With that, she swings her hammer at one of the things legs.

The Spider lifts its leg, evading the attack, then quickly fires a giant glob of webbing at Anastasia, with the force of a speeding train, knocking her back against the side of the cliff, creating a series of cracks. The second Spider leaps into the air and lands on the cliff, above Iveta and Anastasia, then using the tentacles hanging from its face, it lifts her up before it, then using the fangs beneath the tentacles, it bites down on her mid-section, injecting its venom.

Anastasia sighed internally as the spider easily dodged her and spat its webbing at her, sticking her to the wall. Figures, why did she bother taking the tentative shot to gauge their strength? They looked powerful enough to kill a small army, she should of ran when she could. She immediately started to attempt to break free but then the second spider jumps onto the wall and sinks its fangs into her. Anastasia cries out in pain and immediately finds herself going limp, unable to do much of anything except glare at Iveta, regretting ever releasing her.

Iveta ignores the glaring and runs at the Spider that fired the webbing, then leaps into the air, hitting it in the face with a powerful uppercut, staggering it. The spider, however, recovers and fires another glob of webbing at her, knocking her over and bouncing her across the ground with the force of the hit.

After a moment on the ground, a red fog begins emanating from her body and filling the air. Her body turns completely pitch black, and rocks start to slowly lift off the ground, connecting themselves to her arms until they form two colossal golem arms. Two horns grow from the top of her head, and curve around each other, the tips lighting up like torches. Her skin slowly becomes black and scaly, and a scorpion tail grows from beneath her shirt and curves over her head, poised to strike.

Iveta charges at the first spider and grabs it by the leg, then spins around, swinging it into the wall and smashing it to bits. Before she could celebrate her victory, the second spider quickly jumps from the side of the cliff and slams down on her, creating a crater in the ground. The spider raises itself off the ground, and Anastasia could see Iveta's body changing back to normal.

For the briefest, fleeting moment, Anastasia was impressed by Iveta. Her transformation was something Anastasia had to keep in mind, as Idalia might be able to do that to if they were raised in the same place. And then as quickly as she was a badass, she became a weakling again. Anastasia grimaces and tries to lift her head up. "Iveta... You're a fucking idiot, I should throw you into the nearest lake after this..." She coughs and eyes the spider, seeing what they'd do next.


LEWD

Iveta doesn't move, though from her vantage point, Anastasia could see that she was still breathing. The spider immediately comes crawling towards where Anastasia had been left, and uses the tentacles on its face to peel Anastasia off the side of the cliff, then uses one of the tentacles to remove her armor, letting it drop to the ground, then uses two tentacles to wrap around her breasts and squeezes them hard through her clothes. As its doing this, she can see something fleshy and slimy extending beneath the spider.

Anastasia can only resist in spirit as the spider takes her off the wall and takes off her clothes, only being able to mutter "Of fucking course it would." She makes a surprised gasp at is squeezes her breasts and once she sees what's coming out of it, she repeats what she said, louder this time. "BY AVENIR OF FUCKING COURSE IT WOULD." The Spider's tentacles squeeze her breasts much harder, painfully hard, then it bends its legs, crouching down, and slams her against the ground, breaking a rock to pieces with her body. The Spider turns her around so that her head was beneath it and roughly thrusts its slimy, disgusting cock against her lips and pushes against them while it slips yet another tentacle under her dress and wraps it around her hard shaft, pulling her cock out from underneath, and out the top of her panties, then starts jerking her off roughly.

Anastasia groans in pain weakly, as it abuses her, she would love to try and resist, but can't. Once the cock entered her mouth she let out a muffled. "Fuck!" She then felt some more of its tentacles slithering down her dress and then starts jerking her off. Grunting loudly in surprise she bites down as hard she can on the things cock, this being the only form of resistance she can pull off.

The Spider's member twitches, and while her teeth fail to penetrate its surface, the spider lifts one of its spear-like legs and slams it down on Anastasia's mid-section, puncturing through her completely and embedding it into the ground.

With it's leg now through her stomach, the Spider begins thrusting in and out of Anastasia's mouth slowly while it jerks her off with its tentacle, and slowly slips yet another tentacle into her panties, then slowly slips it into her pussy, passing through her lips and starting to move in and out, remaining shallow.

Anastasia eyes bug out as its leg goes through her stomach, at this point she realizes she can't do much of anything but take it. Once she felt some more tentacles slip into her pussy though, it seems she immediately dismissed that thought and started trying to struggle again, biting down on its dick weakly and shuffling around trying to break free in vain. She let out a muffled scream once it pierced her hymen though, and suddenly she felt the strangest mix of fear, lust, and pure rage.

The Spider begins using two tentacles to jerk her off while pushing a second tentacle into her pussy, then alternating between thrusting each, the girth of the two actually stretching her. All the while, the spider continues ramming its cock into her throat, despite the biting, however it still responds to the biting by pulling its leg out of her stomach, then roughly slamming it through her thigh, creating another gaping wound. Anastasia doesn't respond to the new puncture wound, in fact she stops responding at all, not giving it the satisfaction of the fight. She just glares at what she presumes to be its face. She reached a threshold of anger where she couldn't even move as its like her body locked up. This was the fucking worst, and it was all Iveta's fault for not being able to control her supposed hunger. Yet those tentacles did feel pretty damn good all things considered, then again, anything that was pain would probably feel amazing at this point.

The spider suddenly twitches, then unleashes a torrent of disgusting green liquid into Anastasia's throat, slowly pulling out as it overflows her mouth, shooting a lot more onto her face when it pulls out completely.After soaking her face and filling her throat, the spider lifts Anastasia and turns her back around, so she was face to face with the spider, at which point she feels the spider's throbbing cock poking against her pussy. All the while, the spider has not stopped jerking her off with its tentacles.

Anastasia coughed up as much of it as she could once it backed out of her, god that shit tasted disgusting. Unfortunately it seemed like it wasn't done with her, it flipped her over and went for a lower target. Despite the situation, Anastasia's cock was at full mast at this point, which was actually half the size of this spiders, which could be impressive or disappointing depending how one looks at it, considering the spiders was gigantic. So gigantic, that Anastasia felt pain that rivaled having her stomach impaled as it entered her. Her body was not meant to accommodate something this large , and it ended up tearing her skin and stretching her pussy by a comical degree. She clenched her teeth and through sheer willpower, managed not to scream.

The Spider doesn't even let Anastasia get used to the side, it starts thrusting in and out of her rapidly immediately, each and every thrust rocking her body with its force, while it adds a third tentacle, wrapping it around her cock with the others and jerking her off roughly with them, while also tilting her cock so that it is aiming at Anastasia's upper body. The Spider also leans its face closer to Anastasia's, slipping a long, slimy purple appendage from its mouth, which it forces down Anastasia's throat, gagging her with it.

Anastasia was feeling so many different things at the moment her mind almost goes blank. Pain, pleasure, anger, fear, hatred, all melded into a weird knot in her body that made it feel like her muscles were slowly tearing themselves apart. Then again, that might be because of the treatment she was receiving thanks to the spider. Unfortunately not even her mouth could get a break from the onslaught, this thing was ruthless, for a moment she wondered if this was how it mated with its kind as well. She started feeling hot as well, her dick hardening even more and her pussy quivering a little.

The Spider jams its tongue even deeper into her throat and continues licking around inside it, leaking its slime into her mouth, while it continues ramming its giant cock in and out of her, and jerking her off with its tentacles. It also slides two more tentacles into her dress, rubbing her nipples with the tips, while squeezing her breasts with the main body of the tentacles.

Anastasia gags at the things tentacles, but otherwise does her best to not give it the satisfaction of a struggle as it continues with its onslaught. Anastasia was reaching her limit however, suddenly the pain started to dull, and the strange thing that is sexual pleasure decided it was more important than two gaping wounds, her dick engorged, seeming to gain another inch in length, and her pussy suddenly clamped down on its dick, and she came. Maybe because she was in so much pain, or because of the size of the creatures, and her body was just trying to distract her from what was happening, but it was one of the best feeling orgasms she ever had. She sprayed herself with her pure white cum, and there was a lot of it, much more than the size of her should support. In fact, if it was a competition between her and that spider, it would of probably been a tie in the amount of cum they had. She closed her eyes so none would get in her eyes. Meanwhile her pussy had clamped down on the things dick and practically massaged it as she had her orgasm, her fluids leaking around the things cock.

The Spider suddenly started unleashing massive torrents of cum into her pussy when Anastasia clamped down on its cock, not only inflating her very slightly, but also causing it to leak out of her pussy, soaking the ground beneath her. The Spider retracts its tongue from her throat and lifts her back up with its tentacles, setting her down with her hips in the air, her upper body on the ground, then thrusts back into her pussy even harder than before, and resumes ramming into her repeatedly and rapidly, while using ALL of its tentacles to grab her shaft and jerk her off roughly and rapidly, growling at her, or moaning, who can tell, the entire time.

Anastasia does her best to try and make this new position and least in the most superficial way comfortable, yet this spider seemed to have a thing for doing it as rough as possible. Anastasia opens her mouth in what might seem like a gasp, but no air comes out. How is this thing not done yet? She couldn't complain, once when she was younger she had her way with some young human girl and came in her four times in a hour. As if to solidify that, her cock didn't even shrink in the slightest, completely ready for round two.

The Spider moves one of the tentacles off her cock and wraps it around her neck, without choking her, just resting it there, while it continues pounding away at her pussy, stretching it with every rough thrust, and jerking her off hard and fast the entire time, while the spider drools on Anastasia's back.

Anastasia idly wondered what it planned to do with that tentacle it wrapped around her next. She assumed kill her as soon as it was done, then probably move on to Iveta. It doesn't take long before she orgasms again, spraying the ground, with some of it landing on her again, with cum. It was less than last time, though Anastasia would probably be the only one able to tell, to a outside viewer it probably looked like just as much. Well, at least her own cum felt nice and warm, almost pleasant. Compared to this thing it was a nice change of pace

The Spider cums hard inside her again, the extra cum spilling out all over the ground and down her thighs, it then pulls out of her mid stream and its cum erupts all over her body, sticking to her 'hair' and clothes. The Spider then released her cock with its tentacles, but tightens the one around her neck very slightly, before suddenly starting to repeatedly and forcefully slam her head into the rock-hard ground over and over until the world finally fades out and she loses consciousness. The last thing Anastasia thought as she saw herself being slammed into the ground was "Fuck."

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As Anastasia slowly regains consciousness, directly in front of her, she sees the face of a black-haired girl. As her eyes adjust to the daylight again, she sees that it's Idalia, crouching in front of her. Well, most of Idalia. One of her eyes is missing, and in its place is a black void, with blood trickling out of it, down her face. Tears are running from her other eye, and her face is covered in deep cuts and bruises. She's frowning, and one side of her mouth is cut wide open, all the way through her cheek, and up to her ear. One of her arms is missing, and instead of her usual frock, she's wearing nothing but bloody bandages and rags. "I'm sorry, Ana, I can't heal you right now." she says, in a hoarse voice. "I don't even have enough blood to keep myself alive." she continues, looking down at her body. Her chest and her stomach each have a gaping hole in them, and through either one, Anastasia could see the distant Colosseum behind her.

Anastasia blinks, and she's suddenly gone, replaced by Iveta, who is holding Anastasia by the back of her displaced bra, and apparently waving her hand in front of her mouth. "Oh, you're alive." she says, cocking her head, the fangs that were showing in her mouth shrinking back to a smaller size. "It seems that things out here are a teensy bit harder to eat out here, and I may need to be a bit more careful with what prey I choose." she says, with a slightly embarrassed look on her face.

CeeCee/Lilbooth

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After she had soaked for an hour or two, and received an equal amount of dirty looks and applause, Cee Cee left the bathhouse with all her gear and made her way to her room. She laid out all her combat gear and decided on the set she would wear out in the field tomorrow. She then took a few moments to look over the rest of her gear. Lost of bones touched by necromantic magic, a few decent weapons, a whole extra set of Barton Armor. A pretty good haul. She decided she would go meet with a craftsman in the morning and attempt to make some new gear. She didn't have a need for a whole extra set of armor, but could still use a helmet, or circlet, and some vambraces or pauldrons. And maybe she could make use of all the extra bones she had lying around. Regardless for the rest of the day, she went about filling out grimoire sheets. She decided it was best to list everything she had encountered up to this point, so the ice Cragg, the zombies, the owlbear, the goart, giant skeletons, the normal skeletons, and finally the extra strong blue skeletons. She really only had quick details about the undead, but all the beasts she uhh knew a bit more about them. With the grimoires filled out and she went on to answer what she knew of the spires. Which wasn't all that much. She knew there were multiple, that they were in some sort of pattern. That they erect at night. They produce zombies and other forms of undead. They are patrolled by purple roots that capture anything that is alive and steal their life force. And that was really all. WIth all her forms finished she went back to reception and handed everything in. She was feeling quite accomplished following her romp and essentially writing a report of her accomplishments so she decided to try her luck with the cute receptionist. "If you feel like having a little fun when your shift is over, my door will be open." She said with a wink as she sauntered off to bed. Whether she had company or not, Cee Cee would enjoy her sleep in a comfy bed and then set off for an armorer in the morning.

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When CeeCee hands in her sheets to the clerk, she quickly looks over them, then hands her 7[C] for the Grimoires, stating "Not nearly enough information on the Spires, but thank you for what you've provided so far." she says, filing the notes away. When CeeCee suggests that she could visit her, she gives her awkward stare until she leaves.

CeeCee has no company for the duration of her night.

CeeCee's trip to the armorer is relatively quick, it seems that it wasn't too far from the Inn. The structure's architecture and coloring is relatively plain, matching that of every other structure in the city. Walking inside, she finds that the place is pretty dusty, and she finds a very muscular man standing at the front desk. All of the armor lining the shelves looks to be made of Bronze.

When she walks up to the man, he grunts and nods at her "What can I do for you, little lady?" he asks, in a gruff voice, leaning forward on the counter as he speaks.

[Mark3000]

Lilith's excitement to explore the castle was temporarily dampened as Metia attached the Red Cap's corpse to her. But she had agreed to her request so Lilith was willing to put up with it.

The sparse interior of the castle leaves little to the imagination. Though the former owner probably had little reason to decorate. As Metia takes a seat in the throne room, Lilith begins her exploration. Though not before untying the rope around her waist. "I'm not gonna drag this thing all around the castle. I'll pick it up before we leave" Lilith said as she left the Red Cap's Corpse in the Throne Room. First by checking the lower floors. If the way was blocked by a locked door, she would go up instead.

[Centaurific]

"Interesting." He thinks.

Alexander reciprocates the hug, gently wrapping his arms around her before releasing her and saying, "Thank you! I'll do my best. Before I go though, I must ask: Should I be expecting fellow members of the guild to be joining me in this task?" Once he receives his answer, he states his understanding and thanks her for the information.

He waves goodbye to her as he leaves to prepare for the journey. Once he reaches his equipment he performs the necessary actions; donning on his armor, readying his armaments, and arranging his travelling supplies. He then checks his mount, making sure her saddle, armor and reins are secure but comfortable before setting up and loading her saddlebags. Once he's ready he starts towards the appropriate gate, and the guards stationed there, leading his horse by the reins to conserve her energy should there be a fight beyond the walls.

[mrblah]

Were he not distracted, you know he'd turn around to carefully observe that shower. The former noble was appalled at the sight of the hand, easily recognizing it to have been belonging to a child. A child that's now... he looked back up to Lucia, ignoring the cold grip of dread in his heart as he instead sought to help the other remaining survivor of Cielo's tragedy. "Lucia..." He repeated, committing the name to memory. Slowly, Amun laid a gentle hand on her leg, his face appearing sorrowful. "Miss Lucia. We're... the three of us are the only remaining survivors of the tragedy that befell our home. We're the world's last memories of the great kingdom that was Cielo, and all of the people there. This means that we have a terribly hard path ahead of us, one that requires us to survive these harsh times and move forward in life... but we can't forget what we've lost. Do you understand?" After his short speech, Amun pulled back a bit.

"... Me and Miss Lyanna are planning to head to Azraq to gather ourselves and figure out our next moves. Come with us. It'll be safer if we're all together, right?" He tried a smile along with his question, though it seemed quite weak.

[Littlemankitten]

Anastasia's eyes fluttered open due to feeling of something touching her. Idalia? Anastasia's mouth opened to say something as she took in what she saw, but no words came out, just the piercing pain all around her wounds being all she could really feel. Yet at the same time she felt numb, as if her nerves were on the verge between functioning correctly and being completely shot. Anastasia used all her remaining strength to reach her hand out towards Idalia's face, her shoulder protested and she winced from the pain, and after getting about half-way there Idalia disappeared, to be replaced only by disappointment. She visibly grimaced when she saw Iveta, and suddenly felt a good amount of her strength come back, as if the vision seeped it from her. She let her arm drop back down and immediately tried to stand up on her own two feet. She looked around her, then at herself. By Avenir she was a mess, her clothes were torn and covered in blood, and quite terribly looking wounds covered her. She looked back to Iveta. She wanted to do something. Punch her, stab her, throw her into the sea for her damn stupidity. Instead, the only words she could mutter out were. "They weren't even that strong." Anastasia wasn't quite sure why she said such a calm and overall boring thing, but that's what came out. She fished her inventory for a potion. "You wouldn't happen to have a health potion on you?" she said rhetorically, knowing full well Iveta didn't. She took out her hyper potion and chugged it, sighing as she felt her wounds close and the pains lessening. Without saying anything, she made sure Iveta still had Idalia's tie, and after confirming that fact, would continue towards the ruins of Monsteropolis. "Don't do that again." She said finally as she walked away.

[lilbooth]

"Hello dear smith." She said as the man questioned her. "I am in need of a few armor pieces, specifically headgear and possibly some vambraces or pauldrons. I don't have many soul crystals but I did bring a lot quite a bit of other gear that could be used as the crafting material." She said as she laid out what she had available to craft. Which was everything other than what she had equipped. "You are the expert though. What do you think you could make out of this lot?" She asked while giving a wide sweeping motion.
The smith scratched his chin as he looked over the wide assortment of gear that Cee Cee had brought in with her, “Yes, I do believe I could make something for you with what you’ve brought. Though it will take some time. Why don’t you come back in a few hours?” Said the smith with a prominent nod. "Sure, much appreciated.." Said Cee Cee as she did a slight bow and turned to leave the forge. With some time on her hand she decided to walk about the town. It didn’t take long for her to find Harlequin's Cask. A rather well kept looking apothecary. She strode inside through a thickly curtained door which nearly slammed itself shut. The air was thick with scents and fumes, steam and smoke pouring from the mixing room. Behind the counter stood a familiar face. A horned girl with heterochromia eyes. Cee Cee recognized her from the when the city had fallen on them. She was still rather worse for wear, covered in bruises and small cuts and scrapes, but somehow still alive. "Hi there.." Cee Cee said as she approached. "You are an alchemist correct?." She asked gesturing to the woman. “Yes, indeed. And what might you be?” She said in retort. "I am a great many things!." Cee Cee replied with a smile. "But currently I am a mercenary seeking some work, perhaps with rare ingredients? Herbs, monster parts, poultices the like.." She said, leaning on the counter. “Well now that you mention it I do have a few things that I’ve been needing but haven’t been able to find or purchase. I've only just set up shop here, my workshop in monsteropolis was destroyed and it’s been a bit of struggle getting this place operational.” Offered the horned women. “But yes, here is a list of some essentials I need to be collected. I’ll pay you by the pound for the mushrooms and tea leaves, but everything else is by each. Got it?” Asked the women wasting no time as she slips Cee Cee a list. "Uhh yeah, got it. How much by the pound and each though?”." She questioned. “Well that depends entirely on the quality of the herbs you collect they will not all be of pristine condition, we can work out the price when you return with what's on the list. But I don’t particularly need everything at once, so if you find a few things and want to deliver them that's fine.” She said as she waved Cee Cee towards the door. "Great!”" Cee Cee replied with a fair bit of enthusiasm. This town was really working out great so far. With a while left to go for her armor to be ready, she went to find Slongvir and go for a hunt. She used to hunt every morning in Calt, and bring back meat and fur in abundance but with the undead about the forests had been sparse. Maybe now that the threat had calmed down she would have better luck.

After just an hour of tracking, she happened upon a den dire rats. Most of the den was underground but she could clearly see a large fat rat sleeping in the underbrush. She dismounted from Slongvir and crept forward until she was in striking distance. With one quick swing, her ax fell upon the creature and sliced its head clean off. She and Slongvir attempted to scare a few more out of the den but after an hour she figured she should be heading back to town. She strung up the rat, skinned it, and quartered it, then made her way back to town. After a bit a bumbling around she sold off the rat skin and cooked up the meat at the guild having a quick lunch. She returned to the blacksmith after about four hours had past and checked in with the blacksmith. All of her belongings that she had laid out had been moved, or used, as she could not see them anywhere, and the blacksmith was resting a sturdy rocking chair. "Afternoon Sir, is that armor I requested completed yet?" She asked with a hopeful smile. “Uhh, sorry lass, I’ve been really busy all morning. Come back in another couple hours and I’m sure to have it ready for ya.” He said as he stood up and swing his arms back and forth for a bit. "Oh, well thank you.." She said, a bit discouraged. "I’ll check back in a bit.." She said. She had already spent as much time as possible wandering around the town, and she didn't feel that going back to the forest was a good idea so she decided to go for another soak in baths. The bath was nice but she was still restless. She headed back to smith, after twiddling her thumbs and walking around the town countless times. This time when she entered the smith was holding a dark grey steel circlet. "Oooh, so it’s ready?" Chirped Cee Cee with excitement. “Just the finishes touches darling.” Said the smith as he worked the piece over in his hand with a rag and some polish. He managed to spend about another 10 minutes just polishing the circlet, and then finally set a brass centerpiece. “So what do you think lass?” He said, holding it out for her inspection. "It’s quite lovely sir. What do I owe you.”" The smith paused and scratched his beard for a few moments, making a long slow groan, “I think about 100 [C] would cover it.” He said rather confidently. "100?! That’s outrageous, I gave you all the material to make it!”" She responded stepping right up to the smith. “You gave me a pile a junk and I turned it into a masterpiece” He said, with a hefty shrug. "It’s just one piece! I could get a full set of armor for 100!."
“Well… you could maybe persuade me to lower the price.” He said giving Cee Cee a wink. "And how might I do that?." Said Cee Cee with a sigh.
“This sword here could use a good polish.” Said the blacksmith, as he pulled his trousers down and let his absolutely massive cock hang free. Cee Cee eyes shot open as she looked upon the girth and length of the man's mighty member. "Maybe I should try it on, make sure it fits.." She replied as she dropped down to her knees. A wicked smile grew on the blacksmith’s face and he put gently put the circlet on Cee Cee’s head. Cee Cee worked away diligently on the blacksmith’s cock Eventually the blacksmith made his way back towards his rocking chair and leaned back resting his hands behind his head. Cee Cee quickly grew frustrated by how calm the man had become. She took her hands off his shaft and gripped his balls squeezing down hard. When she was sure she had his attention she stuck out her tongue and slid his entire cock down her throat, coughing and gagging as she went. Now with his cock being milked by her throat the stout man didn’t stand a chance. He quickly sat upright and grabbed the back of her head and began violently thrusting his hips forward. To Cee Cee’s delight, the blacksmith finished just a few minutes in and slowly pulled his cock free. “You lass, are better than all the whores in this town.” He said as he smacked his cock lightly on her cheek. "Why thank you sir.." She said, giving his head a quick kiss. "What’s the new price?." She asked while massaging the man’s scrotum. “Oh you’ve paid for my time well enough, and I didn’t have to use any other supplies, consider us even.” He said as he helped Cee Cee up. “Feel free to come back now if you have any other special requests. It was a pleasure doing business with ya.” He said as he firmly grasped one of Cee Cee ass cheeks. Cee Cee lit up with blush when the blacksmith groped her behind and gave him a quick nod. "I’ll be sure to visit you again sometime.." She said as she turned and made her way out of the shop, her tail happily wagging about.

With her new gear ready she mounted Slonvir and headed out of the town, headed for Baskerville.

[MiscChaos]

With her companions gone on their own expeditions, Ophelia decides the go with her original plan if no one was available. Which, she supposes, is technically accurate. She has a half wonder about what Annie is getting up to but she supposes that if the detective wanted everyone to know, she would have just told the room at large rather than simply saying she had business and leaving it at that. She can probably follow along and find out anyway, but she's already had one unpleasant experience with someone catching her when she thinks she's being stealthy. Being caught following Annie when she wants her business to remain private might cause friction. She needs to avoid that while she needs the other woman's assistance. So it'd be for the best of she fulfilled her own objectives.

She decides, once again, to do as originally planned and head to the Temple of Masino, stopping at any stores she finds on the way. She needs to improve her armor if she's to survive and she does not think that the skirt she now wears will cut it. She has a little bit of money so hopefully that gets her something of worth. She supposes she should also see if the information on the enemies she has defeated is worth something to the guild, but that's an objective that can be fulfilled after she's done at the Temple. A plan created, she heads out, asking the nearest person as to the location of her objective if she gets lost.

[RandomRoninKitten]

Lilith Rose/Mark3000

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Lilith's excitement to explore the castle was temporarily dampened as Metia attached the Red Cap's corpse to her. But she had agreed to her request so Lilith was willing to put up with it.

The sparse interior of the castle leaves little to the imagination. Though the former owner probably had little reason to decorate. As Metia takes a seat in the throne room, Lilith begins her exploration. Though not before untying the rope around her waist. "I'm not gonna drag this thing all around the castle. I'll pick it up before we leave" Lilith said as she left the Red Cap's Corpse in the Throne Room. First by checking the lower floors. If the way was blocked by a locked door, she would go up instead.

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Metia doesn't seem to notice, or just ignores what Lilith said altogether. As Lilith leaves the throne room, Metia has already closed her eyes and slouched into the chair, seemingly sleeping.

Opening the basement door reveals more stone walls, though much dustier than the rest of the castle. When the door squeaks, however, a clang can be heard from the bottom of the steps. Moving to investigate reveals that there's a girl huddled at the very back of a steel cage, trembling. She's covering her face with her arms, likely expecting it to be the owner of the castle standing outside her cage.

Alexander Telluria/Centaurific

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"Interesting." He thinks.

Alexander reciprocates the hug, gently wrapping his arms around her before releasing her and saying, "Thank you! I'll do my best. Before I go though, I must ask: Should I be expecting fellow members of the guild to be joining me in this task?" Once he receives his answer, he states his understanding and thanks her for the information.

He waves goodbye to her as he leaves to prepare for the journey. Once he reaches his equipment he performs the necessary actions; donning on his armor, readying his armaments, and arranging his travelling supplies. He then checks his mount, making sure her saddle, armor and reins are secure but comfortable before setting up and loading her saddlebags. Once he's ready he starts towards the appropriate gate, and the guards stationed there, leading his horse by the reins to conserve her energy should there be a fight beyond the walls.

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She shakes her head in response to his question "Typically Guild members have to form their own parties, and sometimes even have to fight off others in order to claim their payment, so be careful." she says.

Alexander travels to the gate, then turns and makes his way left. Unfortunately, he can not, and never has been able to get through the tiny gate, as the supply gate has not been completed yet. Therefor, he gallops over to the city's catapult, and climbs onto it with his horse. The guard attending the catapult then fires it, launching Alexander and his horse up into the air and over the colossal wall around the city. He reaches the peak of his arch, then begins to fall.

Alexander and his horse impact a tree, which bends and breaks, slowing their fall and causing minimal damage when they hit the ground. After righting himself, Alexander manages to make his way to the nearby village of Dartmoore, which definitely looked like it was still a work in progress. The wall was only partly built, and the houses were missing large sections, and were made of mostly black logs and slabs of wood. This was not out of the ordinary, however what WAS out of the ordinary was the small squad of Goblins that Alexander could see approaching the city on foot.

Amun Khufu/MrBlah

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Were he not distracted, you know he'd turn around to carefully observe that shower. The former noble was appalled at the sight of the hand, easily recognizing it to have been belonging to a child. A child that's now... he looked back up to Lucia, ignoring the cold grip of dread in his heart as he instead sought to help the other remaining survivor of Cielo's tragedy. "Lucia..." He repeated, committing the name to memory. Slowly, Amun laid a gentle hand on her leg, his face appearing sorrowful. "Miss Lucia. We're... the three of us are the only remaining survivors of the tragedy that befell our home. We're the world's last memories of the great kingdom that was Cielo, and all of the people there. This means that we have a terribly hard path ahead of us, one that requires us to survive these harsh times and move forward in life... but we can't forget what we've lost. Do you understand?" After his short speech, Amun pulled back a bit.

"... Me and Miss Lyanna are planning to head to Azraq to gather ourselves and figure out our next moves. Come with us. It'll be safer if we're all together, right?" He tried a smile along with his question, though it seemed quite weak.

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Lucia stared at the arm that was gripping her leg and nodded slowly. Her guns were on the ground beside her, as if she had dropped them carelessly, at some point.

At this point, Lyanna stepped out of the shower, dressed in her leather from before, and dried off, as if she had done so in the shower before stepping out. She laid down in the bed and covered up slowly, laying on the very edge, so that others could get in with her without having to ask her to move.

Seeing Lyanna lay down, Lucia mumbled "We should probably sleep, too..." she said, curling up in the place she was sitting and covering her head with her arms, then trembling there in the dark.

Anastasia Ursa/LittleManKitten

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Anastasia's eyes fluttered open due to feeling of something touching her. Idalia? Anastasia's mouth opened to say something as she took in what she saw, but no words came out, just the piercing pain all around her wounds being all she could really feel. Yet at the same time she felt numb, as if her nerves were on the verge between functioning correctly and being completely shot. Anastasia used all her remaining strength to reach her hand out towards Idalia's face, her shoulder protested and she winced from the pain, and after getting about half-way there Idalia disappeared, to be replaced only by disappointment. She visibly grimaced when she saw Iveta, and suddenly felt a good amount of her strength come back, as if the vision seeped it from her. She let her arm drop back down and immediately tried to stand up on her own two feet. She looked around her, then at herself. By Avenir she was a mess, her clothes were torn and covered in blood, and quite terribly looking wounds covered her. She looked back to Iveta. She wanted to do something. Punch her, stab her, throw her into the sea for her damn stupidity. Instead, the only words she could mutter out were. "They weren't even that strong." Anastasia wasn't quite sure why she said such a calm and overall boring thing, but that's what came out. She fished her inventory for a potion. "You wouldn't happen to have a health potion on you?" she said rhetorically, knowing full well Iveta didn't. She took out her hyper potion and chugged it, sighing as she felt her wounds close and the pains lessening. Without saying anything, she made sure Iveta still had Idalia's tie, and after confirming that fact, would continue towards the ruins of Monsteropolis. "Don't do that again." She said finally as she walked away.

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Iveta didn't react to what Ana said, just staring at her, expressionless, possibly surprised that Ana didn't seem all that angry. After Ana had confirmed that she still had the tie, she continued following Anastasia to Monsteropolis.

When they passed by the Colosseum of fools, the Black Spire that had been near it before was gone, as were all of the zombies that had been around it, allowing them to pass through the area without incident, and by extension without having to stand near the water on either side.

They entered the ruins of Monsteropolis, and Iveta immediately began wandering around, sniffing and inhaling around various spots until she came upon a pool of dried blood on the ground and stared at it a moment. "Something is wrong." she said, squinting at the spot on the ground, practically staring a hole into the stone floor.

while Iveta was standing there, Anastasia could hear Idalia's voice, as if coming from directly within her own mind "Have you seen my arm?" it asked, quizzically.

Iveta shook her head as if to break a trance, then began walking towards the hole in the wall, from which they had entered, stepped outside, then started turning, looking in every direction around her. "So... I know who took her, and I can take you there... buuut do I really have to?" she asked, with a pleading look on her face as she stared off into the distance beyond Monsteropolis' ruins.

Anastasia barely even registered the time it took to get back to Monsteropolis, it was like it all went by in a blur. She just wanted to be done with this girl, and didn't want to talk to her more than she had to. So her mind must have just blocked out all of the non-important wordless travel and before she knew it, she was standing where she last saw Idalia with Iveta sniffing around. Anastasia kept a watch out for any people or monsters while Iveta searched, but it seems the city was as devoid of life as when she left. Then she heard Idalia's voice. Her arm? Did she want her arm back? Can't she just grow a new one or was that the limit of what her healing powers could do? Shaking her head, she turned her attention back to Iveta. How would Idialia even be talking to her anyway? It's not like she had telepathy. Clearly she was to stressed out and was starting to imagine things. When Iveta gave her assessment, Ana sighed and shrugged. "Just tell me what's going on, what did you mean by 'something is wrong?' and where is she now?"

Iveta cringed and scratched at the ground. "Well, part of her was left here when she and the other people left, but then that part left the area, too. This means someone or something took part of her body. You can tell by the pooled blood that it was probably a limb, and that she didn't choose to leave, otherwise she'd have taken it back into her body." she explained, dodging the second question nervously.

Anastasia nodded slowly, and thought for a moment. "Can she not just regenerate whatever she lost? She seemed to have quite the ability to recover from any wound. Then again she did need to eat for that to happen... So what do we get that part of her back or what?" She thought back to the voice she heard moments ago. Perhaps getting her arm back would be a good idea.

Iveta scowled "We can't regenerate limbs. Our limb won't decay, but we need it back in order to regenerate fully. Unless we take someone else's limb, but I suspect you're not comfortable with that... If you were here before and saw it sitting on the ground, you should have picked it up. We can either go to the castle and bring her back, or follow the limb... orrr do the safe thing and stay far away from the guys in the armor."

Anastasia thought for a second and shrugged. "Lets go for the limb I guess, easier than taking it off someone else. Probably. After that we can go to the castle. You seem to not like that place so if you dont want to come with me into it I wont make you, but I didn't come this far just so give up. So just take me to it after we get her limb back and you can decide what to do from there."

Iveta looked surprised for a moment "That limb isn't going to do you much good if they decide to rip her apart and create another one of us, you know..." she said, as she started walking towards Ferraille while shrugging her shoulders.

Anastasia gave Iveta an annoyed look. "A lot of information is being withheld from me and you're giving quite a few mixed messages here. If they plan to do that, then lets go for Idalia, don't act like getting her limb back was a reasonable choice, then act like I'm an idiot for suggesting it." This girl really pissed Anastasia off, they mixed like pure sodium and water.

Iveta rolled her eyes, then started walking towards Azraq instead "You're so wishy washy. What did you think they wanted her for?" she said growling under her breath and kicking at plants as she walked.

Anastasia growled back at her. "Fuck if I know? I dont know your history all that well, all you told me was that they experimented on you and that somehow turned you guys like you are now. Nothing about tearing you guys apart and creating another, I didn't even know that was possible. Stop acting like I know whats going on between you and these Bartons, I clearly don't" Anastasia followed her as she walked and did her best not to sock her in the back of the head.

Iveta growled at her some more "I told you what happened to the original, you dumb broad. They lost three of us, getting one back means they can make three more." During their bickering, they come upon a castle in the distance, with red banners and the Barton Emblem on them. Iveta stops dead and points at the castle "There it is, now leave me alone." she says, before turning on her heels and walking East. "Goddess forbid you be the first person to treat me better than garbage, grey bitch." she shouts back as she leaves.

Anastasia used pretty much all her willpower to not crack this bitch's skull open right there and then. By Avenir she hoped she never met her again. She did give her the middle finger as she left though, then turned back to the castle and sighed. How the fuck was she going to siege a entire castle. Anastasia had to admit to herself she didn't have much of a plan for what would happen when she found out where Idalia was, she was to focused on finding her that she didn't bother thinking about how to get her out. Didn't help she was really tired and pissed off at this point. She walked closer to get a better look at it and tried to think about a better plan than just waltzing in hammer swinging.

CeeCee/Lilbooth

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"Hello dear smith." She said as the man questioned her. "I am in need of a few armor pieces, specifically headgear and possibly some vambraces or pauldrons. I don't have many soul crystals but I did bring a lot quite a bit of other gear that could be used as the crafting material." She said as she laid out what she had available to craft. Which was everything other than what she had equipped. "You are the expert though. What do you think you could make out of this lot?" She asked while giving a wide sweeping motion.
The smith scratched his chin as he looked over the wide assortment of gear that Cee Cee had brought in with her, “Yes, I do believe I could make something for you with what you’ve brought. Though it will take some time. Why don’t you come back in a few hours?” Said the smith with a prominent nod. "Sure, much appreciated.." Said Cee Cee as she did a slight bow and turned to leave the forge. With some time on her hand she decided to walk about the town. It didn’t take long for her to find Harlequin's Cask. A rather well kept looking apothecary. She strode inside through a thickly curtained door which nearly slammed itself shut. The air was thick with scents and fumes, steam and smoke pouring from the mixing room. Behind the counter stood a familiar face. A horned girl with heterochromia eyes. Cee Cee recognized her from the when the city had fallen on them. She was still rather worse for wear, covered in bruises and small cuts and scrapes, but somehow still alive. "Hi there.." Cee Cee said as she approached. "You are an alchemist correct?." She asked gesturing to the woman. “Yes, indeed. And what might you be?” She said in retort. "I am a great many things!." Cee Cee replied with a smile. "But currently I am a mercenary seeking some work, perhaps with rare ingredients? Herbs, monster parts, poultices the like.." She said, leaning on the counter. “Well now that you mention it I do have a few things that I’ve been needing but haven’t been able to find or purchase. I've only just set up shop here, my workshop in monsteropolis was destroyed and it’s been a bit of struggle getting this place operational.” Offered the horned women. “But yes, here is a list of some essentials I need to be collected. I’ll pay you by the pound for the mushrooms and tea leaves, but everything else is by each. Got it?” Asked the women wasting no time as she slips Cee Cee a list. "Uhh yeah, got it. How much by the pound and each though?”." She questioned. “Well that depends entirely on the quality of the herbs you collect they will not all be of pristine condition, we can work out the price when you return with what's on the list. But I don’t particularly need everything at once, so if you find a few things and want to deliver them that's fine.” She said as she waved Cee Cee towards the door. "Great!”" Cee Cee replied with a fair bit of enthusiasm. This town was really working out great so far. With a while left to go for her armor to be ready, she went to find Slongvir and go for a hunt. She used to hunt every morning in Calt, and bring back meat and fur in abundance but with the undead about the forests had been sparse. Maybe now that the threat had calmed down she would have better luck.

After just an hour of tracking, she happened upon a den dire rats. Most of the den was underground but she could clearly see a large fat rat sleeping in the underbrush. She dismounted from Slongvir and crept forward until she was in striking distance. With one quick swing, her ax fell upon the creature and sliced its head clean off. She and Slongvir attempted to scare a few more out of the den but after an hour she figured she should be heading back to town. She strung up the rat, skinned it, and quartered it, then made her way back to town. After a bit a bumbling around she sold off the rat skin and cooked up the meat at the guild having a quick lunch. She returned to the blacksmith after about four hours had past and checked in with the blacksmith. All of her belongings that she had laid out had been moved, or used, as she could not see them anywhere, and the blacksmith was resting a sturdy rocking chair. "Afternoon Sir, is that armor I requested completed yet?" She asked with a hopeful smile. “Uhh, sorry lass, I’ve been really busy all morning. Come back in another couple hours and I’m sure to have it ready for ya.” He said as he stood up and swing his arms back and forth for a bit. "Oh, well thank you.." She said, a bit discouraged. "I’ll check back in a bit.." She said. She had already spent as much time as possible wandering around the town, and she didn't feel that going back to the forest was a good idea so she decided to go for another soak in baths. The bath was nice but she was still restless. She headed back to smith, after twiddling her thumbs and walking around the town countless times. This time when she entered the smith was holding a dark grey steel circlet. "Oooh, so it’s ready?" Chirped Cee Cee with excitement. “Just the finishes touches darling.” Said the smith as he worked the piece over in his hand with a rag and some polish. He managed to spend about another 10 minutes just polishing the circlet, and then finally set a brass centerpiece. “So what do you think lass?” He said, holding it out for her inspection. "It’s quite lovely sir. What do I owe you.”" The smith paused and scratched his beard for a few moments, making a long slow groan, “I think about 100 [C] would cover it.” He said rather confidently. "100?! That’s outrageous, I gave you all the material to make it!”" She responded stepping right up to the smith. “You gave me a pile a junk and I turned it into a masterpiece” He said, with a hefty shrug. "It’s just one piece! I could get a full set of armor for 100!."
“Well… you could maybe persuade me to lower the price.” He said giving Cee Cee a wink. "And how might I do that?." Said Cee Cee with a sigh.
“This sword here could use a good polish.” Said the blacksmith, as he pulled his trousers down and let his absolutely massive cock hang free. Cee Cee eyes shot open as she looked upon the girth and length of the man's mighty member. "Maybe I should try it on, make sure it fits.." She replied as she dropped down to her knees. A wicked smile grew on the blacksmith’s face and he put gently put the circlet on Cee Cee’s head. Cee Cee worked away diligently on the blacksmith’s cock Eventually the blacksmith made his way back towards his rocking chair and leaned back resting his hands behind his head. Cee Cee quickly grew frustrated by how calm the man had become. She took her hands off his shaft and gripped his balls squeezing down hard. When she was sure she had his attention she stuck out her tongue and slid his entire cock down her throat, coughing and gagging as she went. Now with his cock being milked by her throat the stout man didn’t stand a chance. He quickly sat upright and grabbed the back of her head and began violently thrusting his hips forward. To Cee Cee’s delight, the blacksmith finished just a few minutes in and slowly pulled his cock free. “You lass, are better than all the whores in this town.” He said as he smacked his cock lightly on her cheek. "Why thank you sir.." She said, giving his head a quick kiss. "What’s the new price?." She asked while massaging the man’s scrotum. “Oh you’ve paid for my time well enough, and I didn’t have to use any other supplies, consider us even.” He said as he helped Cee Cee up. “Feel free to come back now if you have any other special requests. It was a pleasure doing business with ya.” He said as he firmly grasped one of Cee Cee ass cheeks. Cee Cee lit up with blush when the blacksmith groped her behind and gave him a quick nod. "I’ll be sure to visit you again sometime.." She said as she turned and made her way out of the shop, her tail happily wagging about.

With her new gear ready she mounted Slonvir and headed out of the town, headed for Baskerville.

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CeeCee makes it to Baskerville without incident, however, what she sees isn't a thriving town, but smoking ruins. Upon entering, what she finds are destroyed buildings, a partly-standing wall, and charred corpses.

The only building which is still intact is a black one with the Barton Emblem on the open door.

Upon entering the structure, CeeCee finds fresh corpses of Were-Beast mercenaries, torn apart, with body parts and innards strewn across the walls and floor, and sections of their bodies either partly-eaten or missing entirely, with parts of the floor broken to pieces around the bodies, and the rubble from it scattered everywhere. One of the barely-recognizable corpses has a note slightly sticking out of one of their packs.

CeeCee can also see that the room has mostly-destroyed panels similar to those at the Barton Castle, and that the door to the basement is standing partly ajar, while the door to the closet is completely destroyed.

Should she choose to read the note, she finds that the Were-Beasts were indeed Mercenaries, as their armor indicated, and that they were tasked with "Capturing the source of the Earthquakes in Baskerville, and bringing it back to the Barton Castle".

Lastly, upon looking at the floor, CeeCee would find that two pairs of bloody footprints lead back outside, through the open door.

Ophelia/MiscChaos

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With her companions gone on their own expeditions, Ophelia decides the go with her original plan if no one was available. Which, she supposes, is technically accurate. She has a half wonder about what Annie is getting up to but she supposes that if the detective wanted everyone to know, she would have just told the room at large rather than simply saying she had business and leaving it at that. She can probably follow along and find out anyway, but she's already had one unpleasant experience with someone catching her when she thinks she's being stealthy. Being caught following Annie when she wants her business to remain private might cause friction. She needs to avoid that while she needs the other woman's assistance. So it'd be for the best of she fulfilled her own objectives.

She decides, once again, to do as originally planned and head to the Temple of Masino, stopping at any stores she finds on the way. She needs to improve her armor if she's to survive and she does not think that the skirt she now wears will cut it. She has a little bit of money so hopefully that gets her something of worth. She supposes she should also see if the information on the enemies she has defeated is worth something to the guild, but that's an objective that can be fulfilled after she's done at the Temple. A plan created, she heads out, asking the nearest person as to the location of her objective if she gets lost.

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Ophelia decides to visit some stores on her way to the colossal Temple of Masino, first stopping by "Dusty Boots", a small wooden store, with only a few shelves of leather gear. When she enters the store, the clerk, an old man with a long grey beard, looks up and smiles "Oh, you're the Wanderer that was with Alice! What can I do for you, madame?" he asks in a gentle and shaky voice.

Upon entering the store and being greeted kindly, Ophelia has to take a moment to hide her surprise. Yes, she acknowledges coming into town the way she did will change the way people act towards her, but the only place she's used to kind people is Ferraille. This will take adjusting. "Good day. I require something to cover my arms and something more protective of my legs. If you have good quality protective clothing, I'd be interested in that as well"

The man comes out from around the counter slowly, using his cane to walk, then motions at some of the shelves "Well, we don't have that fancy armor, we have leather garments and boots." he says, grabbing one of the sleeves of a leather shirt, and handing it to Ophelia, so that she can feel it. "Just down the road, though, 'The Tin Man' carries armor, if that's what you're looking for, madame."

Ophelia considers for a moment, but then shakes her head. "My preferred style requires me to be swift. Too much armor would weigh me down." She says as she inspects the offered pieces. "I also must interject I do not have much to spend. 5 [C]"

"I didn't know you were poor, madame. If you're traveling with Alice, I'm willing to bet that you're a good girl. I can give you a leather top, leather pants, and leather boots free, and if you ever decide you want anything else, you can purchase it for normal price. The armor you'd find at the other stores would be about 10[C], anyway." he says, pulling some clothes off the racks, and handing them, folded, to Ophelia. "Be careful out there, madame, there are many dangerous creatures outside the walls." he says, nodding.

Ophelia is taken aback at the kindness being displayed. So much so that her surprise is very, very visible and that she couldn't hide it if she tried. She almost immediately tries to find his angle, but feels something she's completely unfamiliar with when she does. It's a bitter feeling, like she's a terrible person for even entertaining this line of thought. She's not sure what emotion this is, but she decides here and now she doesn't like it at all. It'd be for the best if she didn't feel it again.

"Y..." she has to take a moment to compose herself. before she speaks again as her voice is wavering. "You have my thanks, sir. I assure you that when I gain money, I will visit once more to become a proper patron of your store. I ask that you wait for me until then." She says as she accepts the man's gracious gifts.

The old man smiled "Thank you, madame, make sure you stay safe now." he says, nodding to her as he returns to his position behind the front desk. "Oh, and one more thing. I know Alice likes to work for guilds, so do watch out for other Mercenaries, they don't take kindly to competition. Do enjoy the rest of your day, now, beautiful young ladies are even even more radiant when smiling." he says, giving her a smile and a nod as he settled back into his seat.

"Thank you for your advice, good sir. I shall take it to heart." She says with a bow. "May I know your name, sir? I am called Ophelia." She says. Once she has her answer, she'll make to leave the shop. The sir said that the armor shop is outside of her price range and she doesn't want to bank on the next shop keep being as generous as the previous, so she decides to skip the armory and see what the last shop is.

The old man smiles again when she asks for his name "Gunter Horst, madame, it is very nice to meet you."

Ophelia comes upon the third shop, one made almost entirely of metal and glass, and enters through the heavy double-doors. The clerk, a tan-skinned girl smiled immediately when she saw her "Hello! Welcome to 'Bringing Stabitty', the most advanced weapon store in Calt!" she started to say more, but stopped after inhaling "OH, you're the Rover that was with Alice!" she says, leaning over the counter and smiling even wider "What can I do for you, madame? Anyone that's a friend of Alice is a friend of mine."

"Good day, ma'am. I wished to browse your wares while I was on my way to the Temple. It has come to my attention, however, that I do not have much in the way of money, only 5 [C], so browsing is likely all I will do for the moment." Ophelia says, deciding to get everything out in the open from the beginning so the shop keep can tell her if it's a waste of time to be in here.

The cringes a little, then jumps the counter "I'm willing to give you a 50% discount, but even then, it's not enough to cover the cost of such advanced Steam weaponry. I'm not allowed to do more than that, because I'm just an employee here, I don't own the store." she says, walking over to some of the weapons and taking one of the shelf to show Ophelia. It was an axe with a spinning blade on the front, and exhaust pipes on the bottom of the handle. She then motions to some of the other weapons, gun-melee weapons, and steam-powered chain-weapons, all of them looked like things she wouldn't see at Azraq. "We keep all of our stock state of the art, so it stays pretty expensive. Don't worry, though, you can come back anytime I'm here for the same discount, after you've done some more work with Alice." she says, flashing her a brilliant smile and a thumbs-up.

"Of course. I will return when I am able to become a proper patron of the shop. I thank you for taking to time to indulge my curiosity. Good day." She says, bowing again before leaving the shop. From what she took from Alice's... enthusiastic lecture yesterday, steam and mechanical weaponry is a staple of Masino. Sooner rather than later she should look into owning one, most likely by obtaining the funds to purchase one here. Even if she does not convert to the religion of Masino, the stronger weaponry can only help her in the future. With her shopping done, she figures it's about time to head to the Temple

The girl tells her to have a good day as she leaves, and flashes her a smile. When Ophelia comes within view of the Temple, she can finally see how absolutely colossal it is, reaching far above every other building in the area, and even the wall surrounding the city. In fact, she realizes that she can't even see the top from inside the city. The Temple itself is almost entirely made of a substance that looks like polished bronze, and is covered in carvings that she can't read. The temple isn't just tall, however, it's also what looks like multiple miles around, and from one side to the other. Entering the temple, she finds that it's a series of hallways that leads in a circle, and each lined with doors that lead into identical rooms, with numbers on the doors. Directly in front of her, however, is a double door that leads into a main room, which seems to take up most of the temple. Nearby is a podium with a fully armored Calt Inquisitor standing at it, outfitted in extremely advanced steam armor, with furnaces built in, armed with a steam-gun and a chain-blade. When Ophelia looks at him, he simply nods, but otherwise remains completely still and silent, aside from the sound of flames roaring in his armor.

[MiscChaos]

Ophelia cannot help looking over the Temple with something approaching awe. She wanders how she could have possibly thought she would have trouble finding it given that she could probably have found it from across the continent. It's so massive that it makes the fanciful displays back home seem like children playing in the dirt. She finds herself curious as to the meaning of the carvings she's found, but the answer is likely to take too much time if she doesn't wish to be left behind by her companions. Inside, she can't help but think that this place would make a very good fortress with its many floors and many doors that cannot be told from one another easily. If someone was trying to find something or someone within this place, an abhorrent amount of research would have to be done prior to and fighting ones way through it would be an ordeal. The circular nature of the hallways would very easily confuse the unwary and she is not sure if she wants to know how long they go for. She wonders if it is possible to starve to death before finding ones way out. It'd be for the best not to find out, she thinks. At least not by first hand experience.

She opens the double doors in front of her and takes in the central room of the Temple, including the man in front of her. Just given his armor and weapons, she would not want to mess with him, but given what Alice told her this man is an Inquisitor. Which means that the consequences of making him hostile to her would be beyond what she is willing to consider. "Greetings, sir. I am new to the religion of Masino and was looking for more information while I consider converting. The basics have been explained to me, but I was hoping for a second voice."

[Centaurific]

He'd named his mare Fire Agate because her coloration reminded him of the gemstone, and because she had a warm and confident personality. He appreciated that confidence when he lead her into the bowl of the catapult.

As he and his horse hurtled through the air, Alexander felt simultaneously excited and afraid. This was far from his first ride on the "catapult express" but the mixed terror and exhilaration had never left him. When he and Fire Agate slammed into the tree, and snapped it in half, his feelings shifted to relief and a faint longing. The sensations of flight always gave him pleasure; the wind rushing past him, the world rushing by beneath him, the closer proximity to the clouds.

He righted himself, and briefly looking over her to ensure his horse was stable and uninjured, before mounting her and setting her off at a trot towards Dartmoore. He felt quite grateful for the makers of his equipment having the forethought to make it impact resistant.

As he drew near he felt a little awe as he looked over the town. The wall was incomplete, and so were the houses, and much of what he saw was built of wood, but it was new. Then he spotted the group of goblins making their way towards the burgeoning city. Knowing that the town was worried about the presence of a nearby camp of orcs made him concerned about the squad of goblins. He urged Fire Agate to hurry in the direction of the goblins before thinking over which weapon to draw, and decided on his bow.

During his approach he contemplated shooting without warning, to potentially catch them by surprise and reduce the likelihood of them escaping or reaching him. He felt uncomfortable with the idea, and in the event that they weren't hostile to the town it would possibly make his job considerably harder. When he gets to an appropriate distance to shoot from he stops Fire Agate and levels his bow before calling out, "Halt! Explain yourselves goblins!" As he speaks he draws an arrow, but doesn't nock it.

[Mark3000]

Paying Metia no mind, Lilith descended to find a girl trapped in a steel cage. Most likely she was the Red Cap's latest victim. Approaching the cage, Lilith tried to get the girl's attention. "Don't be afraid little one, the Red Cap won't harm you anymore. Me and my ... friend has taken care of him"

Looking around the basement, Lilith tried to find a key to free the girl from her prison. If it wasn't close-by, it was most likely on the Red Cap's Corpse. "Don't worry, I'll free you and take you with me"

[Littlemankitten]

Anastasia wasn't the best plan maker in the world, but even she knew she can't go in attacking, and climbing the walls would probably end in misery. Her only real choice was to get in first and then try and explore from there. She had to feign being a traveler and hope both that the guards will let her in and that none of them identify her from the last time she encountered Bartons. Taking a deep breath, she walked to the gate and tried hailing the guards. When they noticed her she would say. "Mind if I stay with you guys for a little while? I just fought off some jackass monster that couldn't tell it was way in over its head facing me. Yet I gotta admit it took a lot of fight out of me and I need to rest and recuperate for a while." It would be easy to believe she thought, her clothes were still torn up and potions dont repair clothes, and she was so tired she probably had to face of someone who just went through some stuff.

The two guards in matching suits of grey armor, wearing cloaks with the House Barton Emblem on them, looked at Anastasia with suspicion, and drew their Gun-Swords from the scabbard on the inside of their rather large shields. "Might we see evidence that you're telling the truth, Spectross? Some of our soldiers were attacked by a Spectross matching your description. We're currently on high alert, surely you understand." they said, in a very neutral and professional tone.

Anastasia tried to maintain a good poker face. She was already committed to the act. If she ran now they would surely chase, so she had to convince them of her lie. Anastasia huffed irritably in a very Spectross fashion and nodded. "Fine, well, did the spectross in question have gilded armor?" She pointed to her new armor. "I had spent a good amount on this back home, you aren't likely to find many with it." Anastasia hoped her slight change in equipment, as well as the fact they might be racist and can't tell one spectross from another, will help her here.

The two guards looked at each other, then back at Anastasia. "It's a simple task for anyone to change armor, simply asking whether they had that specific outfit or not would not prove that it is or is not you. We can't let you in until you give us evidence which verifies your claim." one of the guards said, both of them maintaining their position.

Anastasia huffs again. "Ok. I'm not sure what would be considered verifiable evidence for you, considering all I got to show is my equipment, which apparently wont do at all and I doubt you guys could distinguish between personalities so, unless you guys have a way for me to prove myself I don't know what to tell ya."

Anastasia just shook her head after a few moments. "Whatever, I'll just take my chances then" She gave up on trying to convince them and headed down into the tree line. When she was sure she was no longer visible she would get into a more hidden position and try and rest until night came around.

[mrblah]

"Seems like an adequate plan to me." Amun simply replied, eyes glancing over to Lyanna. Her shower was just too short, he thought, but there was always next time. Hopefully.

He made to stand, but then looked down at Lucia as she noticed she wasn't moving to follow him. Instead, she seemed to curl up in herself, trembling lonesomely in the manner of a kicked puppy. Amun frowned at the pitiful sight, then crouched down to place another hand on her arm and gently pull her up. "There's room on the bed for three, my dear. You don't need to sleep in such an uncomfortable position." He smiled at her, in a kindly manner of course. Then, if she didn't resist, he'd insist and lead her over to the bed, where he'd get in first and cuddle close to Lyanna... of course, to allow more room on the bed and uh, to conserve body heat, of course.

Amun Khufu is a gentleman with no ulterior motives. This is just what's most efficient. Yep.

[lilbooth]

Cee Cee enjoyed most of the ride to Baskerville. The landscape between the towns was rather different than her home in Calt. She found the traveling quite refreshing. Normally she would just stalk the same forest for weeks at a time before moving to a near identical forest. The undead issue had really stunted her hunting grounds but she was enjoying her new work. Before long she could see the partially destroyed town of Baskerville enter her view. She circled the town once on her mount, scanning between buildings and searching out for danger. It was eerily quiet in the town and she saw no immediate signs of danger. She pressed onward and quickly arrived at the only mostly intact building, It was of Barton building no doubt, and the scene inside was gruesome. Bodies are torn to pieces, half eaten, charred to a crisp. A holding cell for four chimeras was in disrepair. She learned a great deal investigating the building before she ventured back outside following a set of bloody footprints. She took the old mercenary orders as she went and made sure to count the number of bodies inside the building. It seemed the burned ones had been killed long before the mercenaries had arrived. They appeared to be human, and a bare human foot in town was a strange occurrence. She quickly discovered the bloodied footprints ran dry before even exiting the town. And whatever this thing was, it wasn't heavy enough to disturb the ground with its steps. With no other option left she went back to the Barton Building and starting building a scent portfolio. After several minutes sniffing and tasting the air, she set out and began scent tracking the creatures. She still hadn't gathered any intel on the chimeras and that was her purpose for coming here, so until she managed to see one she would continue her search. A few hours in she finds the corpse of a giant spider, relatively freshly killed.