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by **mrblah** » Sat Apr 20, 2019 1:28 pm

"..." A pale dog boy had been watching the interaction with wide eyes, not quite sure how to respond or process it in his mind. It almost seemed like she'd never be done with the horde as the group took turns on her body, and he was sure she had bitten off more than she could chew when the biggest one appeared, but somehow Lilith seemed to survive through all of that... and enjoy it. Even after she finished, he was still just silently staring at her with a look so confused that it may just surpass confusion entirely and entire a realm of unexplainable bewilderment. "I... y-you just..." He started trying to form words, but quickly gave up. Lilith seemed kinda scary now. Was this just a Nomad thing or was she special?

Finally, Amun seemed to be recovering his wits. He cleared his throat. "W-well... I suppose the forest is safe now..?" Pause. "If those things won't come back. L-let's just hurry along. Would that be fine, Camilla?" Amun looked to what he now knew to be his only sane companion with a smile that entirely hid his complete and total befuddlement. He'd hold his hand out for her to take and lead her into the forest, were she fine with it.

by **lilbooth** » Sat Apr 20, 2019 9:17 pm

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by **Littlemankitten** » Tue Apr 23, 2019 4:53 am

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Idalia lets out a sigh of relief, then slowly pulls the vine out of her. Meanwhile, as 05’s mirror lays on the ground, the Black Wolf slowly climbs out of it, having been released from the mirror as 05 can no longer sustain it. With the battle now over, Lord Fool stands up from his throne and rings the bell “I declare Graced by Perfection to be the victors. Quickly, get them medical attention.” he says, after which men in white overcoats storm the room, four of them grabbing Anastasia and lifting her, while two each grab Aranya and Idalia, helping Idalia walk while Aranya has to be carried. While they’re being helped out of the arena, Idalia calls back to Lord Fool “Hey, the girls we just fought are still alive, get them medical attention, too, please.” to which Lord Fool nods, then snaps, after which six more men in white coats come out of the other door and start gathering them as well.

After little time, Anastasia, Idalia, and Aranya are laying on beds in a fully white room, wit men in white overcoats treating their wounds with red gel. As they do so, Anastasia can just barely hear the two standing near Aranya having a conversation “By Sirius, are we sure this one’s alive? You can see the bed through her stomach!” to which the second one replies “Doesn’t look like it, we should probably just dispose of the body.” meanwhile, the six other men in white overcoats enter the room, carrying the three Chimeras, and placing them on beds, on the other side of the room, before starting to treat them as well, none of them moving.

Anastasia really hated being in this position. Being so helpless that she needed others to have her even move. It was incredibly demeaning. Regardless, it look like Aranya was in a even rougher state, she wasn’t even conscious, and when they got into the medical room, the men even stated she looked very dead. Ana wanted to check herself, but she couldn’t exactly move on her own anymore, so all she could do was watch as the men talked about whether or not to treat Aranya, and as the three opponents were carried in and treated for their own wounds. After that, things would be a blur, the force of the explosion was enough to even put Ana in a condition where she was drifting in and out of consciousness, and all of her body began to ache heavily. This was even worse than the fight with that damn wraith thing. Well, maybe not, physically she feels worse but at least she didn’t get raped by and infected with some Avenir forsaken disease.

When Anastasia regains consciousness, she can see that she has been stripped down to her undergarments, with her armor set off to the side. Her legs are covered in a red gel, as are all of her various wounds. On the bed next to her, Idalia has returned to her normal appearance, and she’s in a similar state, red gel rubbed all over her wounds, including some on her head and on her chest, beneath her bra, where she had been hit by 06. Aranya on the other side of the room seems to have been stripped down to her underwear as well, and her wound looked like it had been treated, despite the doubts of the medical personnel who had been discussing her mortality. On the other side of the room, across from Idalia, the only one out of the three Chimeras they had faced that was sitting up was the one previously wearing the hood, she had been stripped down to her stocking, sock, and a pair of matching pink and purple striped bra and panties. She was avoiding eye contact with Idalia, who was glancing at her, but averting her gaze to the bed she was sitting on every few seconds. The other two Chimeras were still unconscious, but were similarly stripped, the one with the blue hair wearing a pair of sky blue panties and a matching bra, while 05 was wearing solid black undergarments, her vines wrapped around her hips enough times that they weren’t draped across the bed as they otherwise would have been.

Anastasia moves around a little to judge how well she’s doing when she finally regains consciousness. Her joints and muscles still hurt a lot, but she felt like she could actually move now, but opted to just stay laying there, figuring sitting up wasn’t going to exactly solve anything. She turned her head to look at all of the others, all of them stripped down to their underwear, leaving all of their bodies fully exposed. She found her eyes lingering on Idalia a bit longer than the others, but looked away after a small while as she felt her cock stiffen, figuring that would be very easy to see if she looked any longer. Thankfully it seemed Aranya was indeed being treated, so perhaps that meant there was hope for her after all. It seemed one other chimera was awake as well, the girl in the hood. Ana laid there for a small while, the awkwardness and tension in the room being quite infectious, but eventually she thought about what state she found Idalia in, and how, if only briefly, she saw the girl with the vines being treated by Barton. So she finally spoke up. “You know there is nothing stopping you for never going back to that cocksucker right?” Anastasia didn’t look at either of them, but it was probably clear who she was speaking to.

When Anastasia says that, the Chimera looks over at 05, then at blue-haired girl. After a moment, she mutters “Where would we go?”. Idalia looks like she wants to say something in response, but sits there for a long moment, staring at the bed. After a long time, she finally says “Somewhere that you aren’t starved and tortured.” looking into her eyes afterwards. “I saw the way you moved during that fight. You fought your hardest, but I could tell that you were starving. He hasn’t fed you since the moment you came out of the lab.” mumbled, however her voice echoed in the room, making it easy to hear her. The Chimera opened her mouth to say something, but stopped in lowered her head, then Idalia spoke again “He doesn’t even name you. I bet you’re just a number, just like the rest of us. He just names us in order of completion. I saw one on our way here, she was happy. She had a name. She was with people who cared about her. Why not you?” she asked. After Idalia had finished speaking, a tear ran down the Chimera’s cheek and dropped onto the bed beside her.

Anastasia listens to the conversation the two have, wondering why exactly these chimeras put up with him in the first place, if all of them banded together she couldn’t see how they could lose. Barton probably has some kind of secret weapon though that he uses, who knows aside from them. “Once we’re done here we can take you to a city, from there you can join a guild or do something else for money. Maybe you can amass enough funds and resources to get some revenge, I’m sure with enough preparation you three could take him on… especially if I’m there to help.” She chuckles a little before falling silent again.

The Chimeras starts a sentence several times, only to fail to speak and burst into tears. When she starts crying, Idalia quickly slides out of her bed and sits on the bed next to the Chimera, wrapping her arms around her, and letting her rest her head on her chest. “It’s okay, everything will be fine.” she says, gently stroking her head. After she calms down, Idalia starts slowly rocking back and forth, holding her tight. After a moment, Idalia looks at Anastasia and coughs once “Are they going to stay in our room?” she mouths silently, looking slightly worried. After a moment, the two realize they’re being watched, and turn their heads to find that 05 is up, floating in the air, looking as though she had seen the entire scene unfold. A look of sadness replacing her normally smug demeanor, as she floated with her legs crossed over each other as if resting on a table, and her arms crossed over her chest. The girl with the blue hair, however, was still unconscious.

Anastasia sighs a little and slouches further into the bed, letting the girl cry it out. She wasn’t going to attempt to console her, having no idea what she had been through, Idalia would have a much better understanding of what was going on between them all. When Idalia looked towards Ana however, she did her best to decipher what she mouthed. Ana never was good at lip reading, but she nodded when she eventually figured out she said. Something about a bathroom anyway. Looking over, she saw 05 hovering over her bed just in time for the other two to notice as well. “Regardless, he has no way to go after you three from what I know, so if you get out now you should be fine.” With that, she felt the lure of sleep rapidly approaching. With a soft groan, she closed her eyes and immediately fell back asleep.

by **Randomizer4** » Wed Apr 24, 2019 10:17 pm

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by **MiscChaos** » Sun Apr 28, 2019 8:35 am

The first thing Ophelia does when she awakes is to draw the warm essence closer to her. When she gathers enough of her facilities to remember the warm presence resting in her bosom is Alice, she's still loathe to go about the day. Waking to someone willingly in her arms is a rather glorious feeling that she's not quite sure she wants to do without now that she has experienced it. Thankfully, given what was talked about the previous night -or this morning given how late it was when events transpired-, Alice is just as eager for the contact as she is. She's not sure how she would have broached the topic of it becoming a regular occurrence otherwise. Her thoughts are interrupted when Annie, somehow fully aware she is awake without having once turned to face her, informs her that their previous opponents experienced complications. Somehow, she believes she is aware of just what the complication may have been. It may have been the same complication she herself experienced last night. And Ophelia decides right then and there that it is night until she has fully awakened for the day. Attempting to decide whether the assassin's attack took place in the morning or at night is too much of a headache.

Because of Alice's positioning, Ophelia is very much aware the instant her partner in JUSTICE awakens. Given that she did not need to move to read the note, it means that Alice is still very much in her bosom when she begins shifting. It is a peculiar feeling, but not necessarily a completely unwelcome one. At the very least, she still has Alice's warmth all to herself. Alice locating the note is as simple as the woman turning in Ophelia's hands. She has a brief moment to wonder if this is the "big spoon, little spoon" situation she has heard so much about, but since she cannot be certain and she becomes... distracted when Alice begins stroking her sides, she does not finish the thought. With Alice's hands on her it is, in fact, very hard to remember the events of the previous night and the need to bring them up to Annie. It is very hard not to obsessively think about Annie and Alice's hands on her instead. But with the focus she has earned with years as an assassin, she centers herself. Well, she hugs Alice closer to herself first but her mental fortitude is not strong enough to prevent such a thing. She is not sure she wants such fortitude for that matter.

"Annie, last night after lights out I was attacked by a Slime creature. This creature was an assassin who came to take my life due to an associate I have in Azraq. The very same associate I was worried for yesterday. This assassin killed many of the guards outside and any Nomad he came across since he could not be sure which one was his target. I have... either a blessing or a curse that causes those whom I do not consider allies or friends to become unable to remember my face after I leave their view. Due to this, he did not have a description to go on which caused many people to die in my place." This confession rubs Ophelia wrong in some way. She has no problem killing people or arranging for them to die, but to kill someone unintentionally? While they are unable to defend themselves? It causes an odd feeling within herself, one that she has no experience dealing with. It would be for the best to place it to the side until she can examine it in detail. "This caused a concern to make itself apparent: I was targeted due to that associate. Following that logic, was my associate herself targeted? She is much less capable of defending herself than I am and she does not have an Alice to help her in the dead of night. My concern is would it be best to cancel this for the time being and make sure my associate is alive? Or would doing so be playing into our enemy's hands and endanger everyone? I was wondering your opinion in this manner since my immediate first instinct was to abandon the Colosseum and go to Azraq." Ophelia doesn't notice, but her hold on Alice tightens a bit while she speaks, her worry for her Lady coming through her body. Alice is a comforting presence to her, so unconsciously clinging to her would not be a surprise if she had noticed she was doing so.

by **RandomRoninKitten** » Fri May 03, 2019 5:49 am

Lilith Rose/Mark3000

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Amun Khufu/MrBlah

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CeeCee/Lilbooth
Saphira Perinther/Randomizer

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Anastasia Ursa/LittleManKitten

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When Anastasia awakens, she has been returned to her team's room, and was laying on her bed. Nearby, Idalia was already up, showered, and fully-dressed. Nearby, Aranya was sitting at a death with 06, both playing cards, however she was fully nude while Aranya was fully dressed, even wearing her hat, indicating that she had been winning every round. 05 and 07 were fully dressed again and were just sitting on the edge of the bed, watching Aranya and 06 while having a conversation with Idalia, standing next to the bed instead of sitting. "Have you decided on a name for yourselves?" she was asking, to which 07 replied "Name? I never really considered it, we were always just called by our numbers." she said, 05 nodding next to her. Idalia gives it some thought for a moment, shifting her weight to her other foot and crossing her arms "How about Ignia?" she asks 07, before turning to 05 "Annnd how about Ilaria for you-" she then turned to 06, playing cards with Aranya "And Irena?" she asks, smiling.

When Anastasia sits up, she can see that her hand is very, very slightly transparent now, roughly 10% transparency, but it's still completely unmistakable. Looking up, Anatasia can see her reflection in the mirror in front of her bed, she can see that both eyes now glow bright green, releasing light like a spotlight, showing Anastasia that they both now match. Atop her head was two sets of horns, one set sprouting from her forehead, while the other sprouted directly behind them. A new chain was also protruding from the back of her shoulder, wrapping itself around her arm, then around her hand, and back up her arm and into the front of her shoulder, and dangling from the section of the chain around her hand was a lantern with blackness emanating from inside, while the light from the room was streaming slowly into the blackness. Anastasia's "hair" has also grown significantly, reaching down to her feet, having become a dark gray, and was now floating slightly off the bed and her body. Anastasia also found that when she opens her mouth, a faint green light emanates from within, shining over her new razor-sharp fangs. Laying there in her bed, she can see a clock on the wall, above the heads of all of the girls in the room who had not yet noticed her, however as she looks at it, it suddenly moves forward an entire hour.

Selvaria Vaimel/Blue56

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Ophelia/MiscChaos

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by **Littlemankitten** » Sat May 04, 2019 12:15 am

Anastasia's eyes slowly open, when she sees the ceiling of the room she was stationed at, she sighs in semi-relief. That must mean that they were all well enough to keep going then. She instinctively turns to the mirror, fully expecting more change, though she didn't know exactly what. She inhaled sharply even though she knew to expect something when she saw what has happened this time. The yellow glow she produced had changed to a deep green, as she opens her mouth she can see her mouth or internals or something produce the same glow. She slowly lifted the lantern that was dangling off the bed, her brain unable to decide if the darkness it produced looked natural to her or not, as if part of her still clung onto what she was before. She then dipped her fingers in the strange blue substance, it was cold, but didn't really feel cold to her, as if it was a natural thing. She looks up at the clock to check the time, just to see it jump forward a whole hour. By Avenir, what has she become.

Anastasia slowly sat up and looked around the room. It seems Idalia was naming the other three, and it also seems Aranya decided to play some strip poker with the girl who had her head bashed in. She could feel her cock stiffen instantly at the sight of her body, strangely, it felt as if her cock was more sensitive to. Yawning, Ana brushed back her now very long hair, or tried to but the horns stopped her hand. Flopping her hand back down, she sighs again and looks at Idalia. "What's with you guys and having your names start with the letter I?" She grumbles, hefting her legs over the side of the bed and slowly getting up. "Ara, you could of had your game in the bathroom you know." She said, though only half caring. Part of her of course felt that doing that in front of everyone was way to appalling . The other half wished Ara would be pinning the girl against the wall. The former seems to be winning out still though.

by **MiscChaos** » Tue May 07, 2019 8:32 am

"My mission is worthless if my associate is dead. Besides that, I have no attachment to this mission beyond the fact that it allowed me to meet the both of you. I do not care if I must abandon my mission if it means I can assure myself that all three of you are safe." She says, drawing Alice further into her embrace. She does blush, however, when Alice begins grabbing her behind. She is not sure why Alice does this, nor why it stokes that "lust" emotion she happily explored the night previous, but while planning their course of action seems like a poor time to act on said feeling. Or is it? She's unaware of the correct times to do so. It is a nocturnal affair? Can it be done any time? At the very least, she's aware that it should be done behind closed doors for reasons she has not been aware of. Or that's what the courtesans she's observed seem to indicate. As it is their occupation to know such things, she supposes following their example would be for the best. But she's distracting herself from the fact that Annie admitted that she is the only reason the detective is in the Colosseum. She knows the both of them could have walked away at any time and that her bond with Alice, created by JUSTICE and sharing a god, kept the warm woman currently nestling in her bosom here. She wasn't aware that her bond with Annie had advanced to the point that her presence kept the woman in red here as well.

"Thank you. Both of you." She says, a smile on her face as she basks in the warm feelings their support fills her with. Unable to resist, she bends and briefly captures Alice's lips with her own. She is not sure what compels her to do so, but she feels like attempting to show her happiness with this gesture. She's not sure how successful she is as she has no experience with it, but it is enough to ignite both the warm feeling Alice and Annie inspire in her and the lust that usually only shows itself in their presence as well. When she breaks the kiss, she reluctantly begins the process of getting ready for the day and preparing to leave. "Our objective is in Azraq. As you will be discovering so in due time, I see no need to hide further information. We will seek out the Techra Estates. My associate will be located within." As she nears Annie, she judges how likely the detective is to run if she attempts to kiss her as well. She figures she can attempt it slowly. If the detective backs away then she will know the gesture is not appreciated in the future.

by **Mark3000** » Wed May 08, 2019 12:05 am

Lilith traced her fingers along the outside of the spire. The runes were a match for the ones on her body it was eerie. Her horn continues to pulse in response to the menacing structure. But the Nomad felt an odd connection to it and the undead. Lilith always wanted to know why she was born, and why people hated them so much. Her mother never had any answers. But the closer she came to Zalaam, the closer the truth felt.

Lilith circled the spire trying to see if she could find anything that resembled an entrance. Someone must have put the spire here. The question was if they were still here?

Upon circling the Spire, Lilith can see that all sides were identical, but she also couldn't shake the feeling that there was indeed a way to enter the spire, as if despite the Spire's resemblance to a tower, in terms of size, there was a space inside akin to the interior of a mansion. While touching the spire, she could also feel a dark presence inside which seemed to tug at her heart, however there was no answer to her presence.

The runes pulsated and glowed in a similar rhythm, as she continued to circle the Spire, and Lilith couldn't shake the feeling that it WAS indeed possible to enter, but the feeling, not unlike the feeling when someone knows they're being watched, continued to tug at her, as if it was telling her something in a language she did not know, but could barely understand... telling her... she's missing something.
When Lilith is no longer distracted by the dark force 'speaking' to her, she notices that while her hand is laid on the surface of the Spire, the Undead had stopped shambling aimlessly and were all watching her closely, however without acting on the sight.

Lilith could feel it. There were more to these Spires. The more she observed it, the more she could feel the dark presence prodding at her core. But no matter how despite she was to enter, it felt as thought it was pushing her away. It was as if the presence was telling her she wasn't enough as is.
Despondent, Lilith fell to her knees before the Spire and stared at the ground. What was she missing? She was so close to a breakthrough. So close to learning her purpose in this world. "What do you want from me!" she shouted to the tower in desperation.

That's when she noticed the undead watching her closely. They seemed to be waiting for something but what?

For a long time, the undead stood silent, watching Lilith, beside the Spire, while the runes silently pulsated alongside the runes. After what seemed like an eternity, a noise erupted from inside Lilith's own mind, the sound akin to nails on a chalkboard, however Lilith could somehow decipher the noise into a language that she did not know, but nevertheless understood. It called her "My little shadow" and told her that she was doing well, however she was not yet fit to enter her sacred grounds, she needed to do more on her behalf. The noise, which despite the pain it inflicted upon her senses with its harshness, seemed to come with an eloquence that could not be matched by mortal speech, told her that she must prove herself, to gain dark power, and to gain more of a kinship with the undead in order to enter the sacred realms within the Spire, her true home.

When the sound ceased, Lilith couldn't shake the feeling that the noise belonged there in her head, and she missed it as though she had lost an old friend the moment it stopped. Looking down before her, one of the roots beneath the spire was lifting from the ground, and on the end of its tendril-like appendage was a purple-colored seed, with the same runes 'carved' into it as what was on her skin and the surface of the Spire.

Lilith let out a scream as the noise penetrated her skull. Tears fell from her face as she clutched her head in pain. But through the noise, Lilith could understand it's meaning. There was a beauty and comfort behind the mind-bending noise that it could only belong to something grand.

"My ... true home" Lilith muttered to herself as the noise left her mind. Long had she wanted a place to call her own. That wouldn't scorn her and treat her with such unrelenting cruelty. To obtain such a place, Lilith was willing to do anything.

As if to respond to her resolve, the tendril-like appendages gifted Lilith with a Purple-colored seed with runes similar to her own. Gently she plucked the seed from the tendril. "Thank you for this gift my Goddess. I'm will become one worthy of your voice." Lilith said softly as she left fort Dartmoore to regroup with her party. For a moment she considered compelling one of the undead here to accompany her. But doing so would make joining up with Amun and Camilla more difficult. For now she left them as is. "I'll have plenty of chances to raise new companions" Lilith muttered to herself as she left.

by **Blue56** » Fri May 10, 2019 9:45 am

Selvaria listened carefully to what the guild clerk had to say, though she wasn't sure how useful it would prove. She was unfamiliar with this detective he spoke of and, while it was plausible that this disappearance was just one in a string of many with the same culprit, the relation to corpses being dug up in the night seemed odd. What sort of culprit needed to take the living and the dead alike? It was something to keep in the back of her mind at least. Selvaria nodded and offered a brief word of thanks to the clerk before going about her business, thankful that her cloak made it impossible for him to ogle her rear on the way out as she'd witnessed him do to the other woman.

Once outside, Selvaria spotted a pair of guards standing watch nearby. She was hesitant to approach after her interaction earlier in the day but decided that the need for more information outweighed that. The guards were surprisingly forthcoming, though their knowledge of the case was unfortunately limited as well. Still, this captain of theirs obviously knew just what was going on if he was saying things like that, but who knew how much he would really say. "And... Just where might I find this captain of yours if I wanted to ask him about it?" Selvaria inquired softly. Regardless of their response, she would bow her head respectfully and thank them for their time before she moved on.

Left with little to work with, but still a few leads regardless, Selvaria took the time to carefully consider her next move. Since night was fast approaching, she did eventually decide on the graveyard, though she half expected to simply find some Zalaam worshipping Nomads behind the disappearing corpses. Moving to the cemetery, Selvaria would search for a good place to hide. Someplace she could survey the area and eliminate any threats with her rifle as they arrived. It would be a bit like ambushing a caravan as she had done so many times before, although hopefully whoever she caught wouldn't put up as much of a fight and would be easy to get some answers from regarding this whole situation.

by **lilbooth** » Sun May 12, 2019 9:06 pm

"No sweetie we are not lost." Cee Cee said to Magnolia. "We are here to see the city, should you permit it. Myself nor my friend here have ever been to Vitra."
Magnolia cocked her head to the other side, then nodded, either understanding or pretending to understand, while hooting softly.

"Well, isn't she cute." said the second guard, while the first replied to CeeCee "Hmm you want to see Vitra? You don't have any business here? I suppose I can ask if it's okay to let visitors in." she then placed one hand on top of her head and closed her eyes for a moment. She seemingly spoke to herself, though not loud enough for CeeCee to hear. After a full minute of seemingly holding a conversation with herself, she suddenly opened her eyes, and looked back up at CeeCee "The Master says that we can let you inside. Please, do enjoy yourself, and stay as long as you want." she says, waving her hand behind herself at the door, at which point the doors slowly slid open, rather than swinging outward-
like other doors typically had. The inside of the city was made of the same black material, with the edges of all of the structures having light purple glows on their edges. The streets were crowded with grey or red skinned creatures, with stitches across sections of their exposed skin. Some of them were missing one or both eyes, the sockets instead having purple glows to them, and all of them wore black and grey clothes. They were all going about their business as if this were any other city. The streets were lined with black towers, with purple lights at the top, keeping the streets and citizens visible, despite the fact that there was no natural light in the city, due to light being bent away from it. Orbs of purple light floated through sections of the sky above the structures, bouncing off an invisible barrier, keeping them drifting around only inside the city. In the center of the city was a black castle, with eight towers, the gates open, and black semi-transparent windows along the walls.
The city itself was also complete with two guilds, one with a grey hand as the emblem, and one with a Gravestone emblem. The city also had a tower with a sign in italics referring to itself as the "Silence Inn", and a sign out front stating that the place also had a bar inside. Beside the inn were several shops, one for armor, one for weapons, one for food, and at the very end of the street, before the square, was an "Alchemy Shop". The square had a fountain, but with glowing purple liquid instead of water, darkwood trees growing from the ground, and grey-colored grass, as well as several benches to rest on. The city also seemed to have more guards than what CeeCee and Saphira had ever seen in any city.
The Guards were wandering the streets and having a casual conversation with the inhabitants, they seemed incredibly friendly. When one of them noticed CeeCee, Saphira, Magnolia, and Big Birb near the gates, they approached casually and gave them a smile. When she spoke, her voice was the exact same as the guards outside, much like her appearance "Hello, visitors, and welcome to Vitra. I was told that you had no business here, but wanted to have a look around. If you get lost, just call for a guard, and we can help you find your way around. Please enjoy yourself~" she said, giving the group a wave before wandering off towards the square.
Cee Cee's eyes were lit with wonder as the scanned the city streets. The black towers and glowing purple lights and liquid quickly reminded her of the spires and the purple roots that the skeletal king had assaulted her with. The citizens were equally bizarre. The guards all seemed to be copies of one another much like Barton's Knight Army. She figured that some of the lost arts may be used here in the city as well. "Please thank your master for their hospitality." She said while returning the guards smile. "Does anyone here have work for adventuring folk? I'm always looking for more sources of income." She asked to one of the guards.

Saphira, once she entered the city, had her eyes almost fall out of their sockets. This city was wondrous. Everything was magical, the weird creatures she had never seen before but she wanted to ask them many questions, but she restrained herself for now. There was a castle... there were these orbs.... what could they mean?

When the guards approached her, Saphira was surprised to find her a copy of the guards from earlier, was this copying magic so widespread? "Thank you very much for letting us be here! Any place I can read up on the city and its history?"

The Guard gave CeeCee a smile "We have Grave and The Grey Hand Guilds, neither one is picky about who takes their work, nor what work is taken. They'd be happy to see you looking for work." she then turned to Saphira "The Historium is located in the castle, the guards already know that your party is here, and wouldn't hinder your entrance. Just let them know you're looking for the Historium and they'll show you there." she said, pointing a finger in the direction of the castle.

Meanwhile, Magnolia was looking up at all of the lights above their heads, hooting softly, seemingly paying no attention to the conversation taking place. After a few moments, she looked back at CeeCee "Stars! Many stars!" she said, excitedly.
“You are picking up new words very quickly huh Maggie?” She said while she gave the girl a quick hug.

"So CeeCee, if you go looking for a job, I'll go take a look and see what this place even is, alright? We should probably meet somewhere at some time so we don't get lost?" Saphira was coiled up like a spring, ready to practically sprint to the castle and visit this Historium. Who knows what she may learn!!!

"My job search can wait." She said with a smile before leaning in closely to Saphira, whispering to her "I don't trust this place. Too friendly, and the purple lights and black towers remind me of the spires. I'll accompany you to this Historium."

Saphira nods... maybe this magical wonderland was too good to be true... and the spires just gave her nasty thoughts about the undead. She whispered back. "Alright, let's go then." And she gestured to Magnolia to follow them towards the castle.

by **Randomizer4** » Sun May 12, 2019 9:07 pm

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"No sweetie we are not lost." Cee Cee said to Magnolia. "We are here to see the city, should you permit it. Myself nor my friend here have ever been to Vitra."

Magnolia cocked her head to the other side, then nodded, either understanding or pretending to understand, while hooting softly.

"Well, isn't she cute." said the second guard, while the first replied to CeeCee "Hmm you want to see Vitra? You don't have any business here? I suppose I can ask if it's okay to let visitors in." she then placed one hand on top of her head and closed her eyes for a moment. She seemingly spoke to herself, though not loud enough for CeeCee to hear. After a full minute of seemingly holding a conversation with herself, she suddenly opened her eyes, and looked back up at CeeCee "The Master says that we can let you inside. Please, do enjoy yourself, and stay as long as you want." she says, waving her hand behind herself at the door, at which point the doors slowly slid open, rather than swinging outward-
like other doors typically had. The inside of the city was made of the same black material, with the edges of all of the structures having light purple glows on their edges. The streets were crowded with grey or red skinned creatures, with stitches across sections of their exposed skin. Some of them were missing one or both eyes, the sockets instead having purple glows to them, and all of them wore black and grey clothes. They were all going about their business as if this were any other city. The streets were lined with black towers, with purple lights at the top, keeping the streets and citizens visible, despite the fact that there was no natural light in the city, due to light being bent away from it. Orbs of purple light floated through sections of the sky above the structures, bouncing off an invisible barrier, keeping them drifting around only inside the city. In the center of the city was a black castle, with eight towers, the gates open, and black semi-transparent windows along the walls.
The city itself was also complete with two guilds, one with a grey hand as the emblem, and one with a Gravestone emblem. The city also had a tower with a sign in italics referring to itself as the "Silence Inn", and a sign out front stating that the place also had a bar inside. Beside the inn were several shops, one for armor, one for weapons, one for food, and at the very end of the street, before the square, was an "Alchemy Shop". The square had a fountain, but with glowing purple liquid instead of water, darkwood trees growing from the ground, and grey-colored grass, as well as several benches to rest on. The city also seemed to have more guards than what CeeCee and Saphira had ever seen in any city.
The Guards were wandering the streets and having casual conversation with the inhabitants, they seemed incredibly friendly. When one of them noticed CeeCee, Saphira, Magnolia, and Big Birb near the gates, they approached casually and gave them a smile. When she spoke, her voice was the exact same as the guards outside, much like her appearance "Hello, visitors, and welcome to Vitra. I was told that you had no business here, but wanted to have a look around. If you get lost, just call for a guard, and we can help you find your way around. Please enjoy yourself~" she said, giving the group a wave before wandering off towards the square.

Cee Cee's eyes were lit with wonder as the scanned the city streets. The black towers and glowing purple lights and liquid quickly reminded her of the spires and the purple roots that the skeletal king had assaulted her with. The citizens were equally bizarre. The guards all seemed to be copies of one another much like Barton's Knight Army. She figured that some of the lost arts may be used here in the city as well. "Please thank your master for their hospitality." She said while returning the guards smile. "Does anyone here have work for adventuring folk? I'm always looking for more sources of income." She asked to one of the guards.

Saphira, once she entered the city, had her eyes almost fall out of their sockets. This city was wondrous. Everything was magical, the weird creatures she had never seen before but she wanted to ask them many questions, but she restrained herself for now. There was a castle... there were these orbs.... what could they mean?

When the guards approached her, Saphira was surprised to find her a copy of the guards from earlier, was this copying magic so widespread? "Thank you very much for letting us be here! Any place I can read up on the city and its history?"

The Guard gave CeeCee a smile "We have Grave and The Grey Hand Guilds, neither one is picky about who takes their work, nor what work is taken. They'd be happy to see you looking for work." she then turned to Saphira "The Historium is located in the castle, the guards already know that your party is here, and wouldn't hinder your entrance. Just let them know you're looking for the Historium and they'll show you there." she said, pointing a finger in the direction of the castle.

Meanwhile, Magnolia was looking up at all of the lights above their heads, hooting softly, seemingly paying no attention to the conversation taking place. After a few moments, she looked back at CeeCee "Stars! Many stars!" she said, excitedly.

"So CeeCee, if you go looking for a job, I'll go take a look and see what this place even is, alright? We should probably meet somewhere at some time so we don't get lost?" Saphira was coiled up like a spring, ready to practically sprint to the castle and visit this Historium. Who knows what she may learn!!!

"My job search can wait." She said with a smile before leaning in closely to Saphira, whispering to her "I don't trust this place. Too friendly, and the purple lights and black towers remind me of the spires. I'll accompany you to this Historium."

Saphira nods... maybe this magical wonderland was too good to be true... and the spires just gave her nasty thoughts about the undead. She whispered back. "Alright, let's go then." And she gestured to Magnolia to follow them towards the castle.

by **mrblah** » Mon May 13, 2019 4:52 am

Traveling through the dead-infested forest wasn't good for Amun's stress levels. He kept a firm grip on Camilla's hand while shooting wary glances at every undead they passed, ready to bolt at the first sign of trouble. Thankfully, Dartmoore soon came into sight with little to no danger in-between. Lilith's... well, what she did, was clearly effective.

He was, of course, unimpressed by the architecture of the city. Mostly unfinished wooden walls that probably were dirty and fragile, doing no real favors for their security. The former noble naturally made no comment of these thoughts and simply greeted the guards with a smile. "My gratitude," said the were-beast as he briefly bowed to the guards. Amun walked past the opened gate as soon as his polite platitudes were finished... and, of course, he wasn't surprised to see that the city was rather unfinished and open. Poor men and women walked the walkways wearing their typically poor clothes, and their knights were armored with wood and leather. He almost wanted to sigh. Cielo was nicer.

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... "So, how is it that you know Miss Lilith, Camilla? I couldn't imagine you two are related. How did you meet?" He smiled down at his companion with his seemingly harmless question, leading the small girl someplace more secluded for now. After what happened in the forest, he'd thought of a lot of questions he had regarding Lilith. Some he couldn't ask her to her face.

She didn't seem bothered by the question, in fact her face didn't show any hint of emotion, she just answered plainly "My master had brought me with him as he hunted a Redcap, but it ambushed and killed him, then took me to its castle to work for it instead... he kept me in the dungeon at night, which is when Lilith and a mean dragon lady broke me out, by melting the bars... and the rest of the cage, and the Redcap..." she answered, only finally showing a hint of emotion when she mentioned the cage being melted, at which point she showed a hint of fear and shivered. As they spoke, the few citizens that saw them gave them friendly waves.

"It was very kind of her to help you in such a dreadful situation. It must have been very hard on you..." Amun smiled sadly at Camilla. He was never particularly fond of slavery, seeing it as a heinous and awful act. Enslaving such a young girl was even worse. "Whatever happened to that mean dragon lady, then? Had she gone her own way at some point?" He took the time to wave at a few of the passerby peasants as they did. Always have to maintain politeness.

She leaned against a nearby, incomplete shed and bit her hand softly for a moment "I didn't understand why she did it, the dragon lady was really strong, and fast, and breathed fire everywhere... she was ready to stay with us, but miss Lilith said goodbye, and she left. I remember she worked for the Friendly Mushroom, my Master once said they were one of the best. Don't you think we need someone strong like that with us? She probably could have destroyed all of those monsters..." she said, thoughtfully.

Huh. A rather curious bit of missing info... he could probably ask Lilith herself about this. It'd probably be a harmless question to bring up if he plays it smart. "That is strange, but I'm sure Miss Lilith must have had a good reason. She seems like a good person, though I admit that I hardly know her!" Sheepishly, Amun scratched the back of his head. He leaned on the shed beside Camilla, maintaining a comfortable distance between them. "Say, what's Miss Lilith like, Camilla? You've been traveling with her for some time now, right? Is there anything about her that sticks out, or... maybe some things other people wouldn't know?"

"She hasn't really told me much, and I haven't been following her long. I just know the dragon lady called her a filthy grey-skin... so did the guards in the blue place... uhm. I don't know where she came from or what she does, I just know she's nice and saved me from the Redcap." A moment after she said that, a horn sounded somewhere in the village, a long blast. "What's that...?" she asked, tilting her head to listen for it. As she asked, people in the village started scrambling in one direction, while all of the wood-armored guards ran towards the front gate.

Ah. That would likely be a good reason for them to split. Amun nodded as Camilla spoke, listening intently for her opinion—until the loud noise cutting through the air alerted him. He jumped up a bit, his head darting to the crowd of people and the guards. What was going on..? "We should find it. Stay close to me, Camilla." Amun took the young girl's hand and made his way to the crowd. It seemed easier to get one random civilian to answer a question than one of the busy guards. "Excuse me? Could anyone tell me what's going on?!" Amun raised his voice to be heard better over the hustle and bustle.

Camilla nodded and followed Amun to the crowd of people, holding tightly to his shirt so that she doesn't get lost. When he speaks to the person in the crowd, and old man that was having trouble keeping up, he stopped to take a breath as he answered Amun's question patiently "T-the horn signals to the civilians that they need to take cover in the houses... and that the guards need to prepare to defend the people. It signals an invasion... in this case, one blast means the Goblins are back." he explained. "We lost some guards during the last raid, but some mercenaries from Azraq have come to help us, to replace the lost guards temporarily." he looked at Amun, then Camilla "If you're going either direction, I suggest you hurry." he said, before starting to hobble off to take shelter.

Goblins? Raid? This seemed like a problem he definitely had no part in. "Ah, thank you, kind... sir." Amun begun to think him, but the old man had already resumed his evacuation. He looked down to Camilla, then to the group of people. Even if he didn't have a charge with him, this wasn't a fight he had to take part in. Fighting... still wasn't his strong suit. "We should follow them. It's not safe to stay out here." Amun joined the group of evacuatees.

by **RandomRoninKitten** » Tue May 14, 2019 1:39 am

Night has fallen for Lilith, Amun, Selvaria, CeeCee, and Saphira

Anastasia Ursa/LittleManKitten

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Ophelia/MiscChaos

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Lilith Rose/Mark3000

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Selvaria Vaimel/Blue56

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CeeCee/Lilbooth
Saphira Perinther/Randomizer

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Saphira and CeeCee choose to go to the castle to see the Historium.

The trip to the castle takes the group through the square, a place built with a stone walkway, taking them around the fountain with glowing purple liquid in it, surrounded by a patch of gray grass, the only gap in the stone walkway, and darkwood trees growing from in the patch of grass. People were resting on the benches, and waved their stitched up hands, attached to stitched up arms, at the group as they passed by.

Other Guards, by the sides of the path, also wave at the group as they pass by, and at this point, Magnolia was excitedly waving at every single person who waved at them first, and even some of the inanimate objects, including some of the benches. Sadly, the benches didn't wave back at her.

Finally, they crossed half of the city, and reached the black castle. The Royal Guards actually looked slightly different from all of the numerous guards that they had seen across the city. They had slightly bulkier armor on their head, arms, legs, and shoulders, and a slightly larger sword, as well as horns on the sides of their heads. They had pale skin, lilac eyes, and pink-ish white hair. When the group approaches, one of them smiles "We've been expecting you, the other guards had made us aware that you desired to have a look at the Historium" she said, while the second waved her hand at the door, after which it slid open, rather than swinging, just like the city gates.

The interior of the Castle was just as black as the city, with the floor being checkered in black and gray panels, the walls being made of pitch black stone. A single lilac rug decorated the floor, while numerous portraits of disfigured-looking humans lined the walls, with silver frames. On the opposite side of the colossal-sized room was a silver throne, with a girl with pale skin sitting atop it, more royal guards on either side of the throne, standing separately from all of the other royal guards lining the walls. She was holding a black scythe, with a lantern dangling from the bottom of the scythe, had one lilac eye and one glowing red light, obscured mostly by her red curly hair, and was wearing a long gray dress with a hood attached, which she was wearing over her head, with two pointy ears stitched onto it standing straight up from it. When she saw the group enter the room, she slowly stood up from her seat and spoke to them, her voice echoing through the room, allowing them to hear her despite the distance "Ah, hello there. I was informed by the guards that you would be visiting my humble home. I must apologize for the state of the castle, my maids had little time to clean, due to the short notice." she said, gesturing around her at the completely spotless room, not a single speck of dust in sight, "My name is Skyrille, I'm the keeper of Vitra, though the inhabitants choose to call me Master." she said, making a following motion with her hand, indicating that the group should follow her as she walked down one of the many hallways.

As the group followed them, two of the Royal Guards followed as well, walking side by side with her, each doorway being wide enough for all three to walk through. After a short trek through a hallway with numerous other doorways leading to who-knows-where, their view of each being obscured by a grey door, with silver markings all across them, they came upon a door that looked exactly like the rest. "Ah, here it is." she said, holding out her hand to one of the Royal Guards, who handed her a silver key, which she used to unlock the door, gently opening it. "This is the Historium that you were looking for." she said, with a smile, as she led them inside the Historium. The room was lined with numerous black bookshelves, loaded with numerous books, each section being marked with a symbol that neither CeeCee nor Saphira could recognize, several black tables, with black chairs off to each side of the room, the ceiling of the room was concave, with a single glowing yellow ball in the middle of it, which was surrounded by numerous other orbs, three blue ones, four yellow ones, one that was mostly blue with green patches on it, and a single gray one furthest from the glowing yellow ball. Each of these was marked with a label in a language that CeeCee and Saphira couldn't recognize. In the expanse around each of these orbs was glowing lights, and all of these orbs were slowly rotating around the glowing yellow orb.

Amun Khufu/MrBlah

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by **Littlemankitten** » Wed May 15, 2019 1:31 am

Anastasia shrugged a little, figuring the fact they had a immediate response to have names with an I didn’t really matter. If that’s what they wanted then they can do whatever they want. Anastasia was starting to get up when Aranya responded to her comment, and she instantly froze in place. Her eyes looked around here, seeing that Aranya had brought the attention of everyone in the room on her, and more specifically her semi-erect dick. Her cheeks turn from a pitch black to a more dulled grey like her veins, indicative of what must of been a blush for her. When Idalia whispered into her ear though, she snapped back into focus. “Hey! Keep your eyes were they belong you perverted cretin!” She barked towards Aranya, though it included the others that were staring as well. That’s when she noticed 05, no, Ilaria seeming to not want Ana to put her clothes back on. Anastasia wanted to yell at her and tell her to keep her dirty eyes off her, but all that ended up happening was Anastasia stumbling over her words, stuttering and looking very flustered and frustrated indeed. Eventually, she huffed and began putting her clothes back on quickly and clumsily. Long ago she would of picked up her hammer and smashed their heads in for such a act, but now she almost… Kind of liked the way they looked at her, it made her feel ways she’s never felt before, not necessarily lust either. Embarrassment perhaps? Maybe, but it also made her feel less alone. Yet she’s never felt alone before. The entire situation was making Ana’s head spin, so when Aranya mentioned food, it was a welcome distraction. “Food sounds good, as long as it isn’t fire cooked rat or rabbit.” She grumbles, thinking the amount of time she had to spend finding something to eat in the wild.

Despite being excited to go eat, Ilaria showed disappointment when Anastasia was fully dressed, while Aranya only laughed even louder as Anastasia called her a perverted cretin “I’m willing to bet you haven’t met many followers of Malicia, there, champ.” she says, as the group started forming up to leave. Ignia seemed confused by Anastasia’s aversion to rat and rabbit “Is there a difference between types of mammal meat?” she asks innocently, to which Idalia replied “Well, the taste, mostly. I’ve had dung beetle, it was kind of gross, especially if you eat the carapace.” she said, with a shiver. Irena perked up at the mention of Dung Beetle, the eye in her hair changing direction to look at Idalia “Dung Beetle? Beetle sounds delicious, I hope they have beetle!” she says, as the group makes its way into the hallway, Ilaria bringing up the rear, facepalming as Irena seems intrigued by the taste of Dung Beetle. Aranya, however, explains what she can’t “A Dung Beetle is a beetle that rolls up balls of uh… waste. You don’t want any of that, especially the carapace, champ.” she says, using the term “Champ” mockingly. Irena seems to understand at that very moment, however “O-oh… yeah, we… probably don’t want Dung Beetle...” she says, her voice trailing off. At that moment, Aranya perked up and a mischievous grin crossed her face, but she didn’t say anything at that time, simply letting the group make its way into the dining area, a large stone room with numerous tables. Only a few teams were in the room, so there were plenty long, stone tables for the group to sit at. When they entered, Ara told the Guard standing at the front of the room “Yo, we’re Graced by Perfection, here to eat.” she said, shoving the Guard out of the way as the six of them made their way to a table. Despite the Guard seeming slightly upset by the gesture, he went to tell the chefs in the other room that they had arrived. Aranya sat on the end, with Ilaria sitting between her and Anastasia, while Idalia, Ignia, and Irena sat on the opposite side.

Ana gave Aranya a annoyed look, but otherwise didn’t say anything at the quip. As they walked down the hallway and Ignia asked her about the meat, Ana shook her head. “Less to do with how they taste and more I found myself eating almost nothing but those things. It got tiring having only cooked rat over a fire with no kind of side.” The only reason Ana knew about sides or any kind of culinary delicacies was cause of her time growing up in Azraq anyway. “But yes, every kind of meat generally tastes different. Sometimes only slightly, other times completely.” As soon as she finished the others continued talking, at the mention of the dung beetle Ana shivered along with Ida, she didn’t eat any, but she could sure smell it and she didn’t want to think about what it could of tasted like. Once Ara set the record straight though, Ana sighed, but said nothing, though she did catch the mischievous grin that spread across Aranya’s face, and she couldn’t help but wonder what the hell she just thought up. When they reached the table and were sat down, Ana began wondering what this place would serve up. Nothing that would compare to a Spectross dish no doubt, but hopefully anything they make would be better than wild-caught rat. She glanced at Ara, thinking about her behavior in the past few minutes, but continued to keep quiet for now.

Soon, the guard returned with a cart full of plates, handing a plate of grey-colored corn, some multi-colored fruit with thick peels, the peels being splotched black, grey, purple, and green, a big, thick slab of meat, and a black and white split-colored banana. The food set in front of them was practically a feast. As the food was being handed out, Aranya whispered something to Ilaria, then pointed behind her, causing her to turn around. While Anastasia didn’t see her do anything to the food, Idalia gave her a confused look, but didn’t say anything. When Ilaria turned back towards her food, she began eating portions of it vigorously, in fact all three of the previously-starving Chimeras finished their food in a matter of seconds, each looking satisfied. Ignia commented to Idalia “That was… really good.” she said, giving her a shy smile, to which Idalia replied “That was much better than what we usually have, I usually end up eating monsters we’ve killed… or have yet to kill.”, giving her a gentle back rub, which she seemed to enjoy. Meanwhile, beside Anastasia, Ilaria had started swaying back and forth, her eyes looking unfocused, while Aranya was giving Anastasia a not-remotely-innocent grin. When Anastasia had noticed the grin, Aranya leaned in and whispered something to Ilaria, who tried to nod in understanding, but started to fall over, having to catch herself on the table.

Anastasia’s eyes widened a little as she saw all the food on the table. Indeed, it was nothing compared to what she remembered from home, but compared to what she was having in the wild, it was a luxurious feast if she ever saw one. When everyone else started digging in, she went for the thick slab of meat first, cutting out a hefty chunk of it and eating it happily, her new, razor sharp teeth made biting into it all the easier, as if it was soft butter. It tasted a little different than she was used to, but that was most likely cause it was some new animal. Taking a break from the meat, she also took some of the multi-colored fruit and ate those with equal vigor. At about that time, she saw Aranya do something strange with Ilaria. She couldn’t tell what, but with how Ara was acting early, she didn’t think it was something nice. As Idalia spoke, Ana nodded in agreement but kept her eyes on Ilaria and Aranya. “Yea, I haven’t had anything like this for a long time, it’s a good eat for both of us.” She stated. Not long afterwards, Ilaria started acting strange, and began stumbling, of course, Ana couldn’t just keep silent at that. “Hey Ilaria, you alright?” She asked, worried about what Ara might of done, she then looked towards Idalia who seemed like she saw something, and raised her eyebrows at her, as if asking. ‘What happened?’

A public blow

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Ilaria seems too out of it to respond to Anastasia’s question, but smiles at her while wobbling back and forth. When Anastasia turns to Idalia to ask her what had happened, Idalia is distracted by a conversation with Ignia and Irena, regarding her travels with Anastasia, she was in the process of explaining their stop in Ferraille, and was telling them how poor of a state the place was in. When Anastasia turns back to Ilaria, the girl is missing from her seat entirely, and Aranya is smirking at her while leaning on the table with one elbow, using her hand to hold up her head. Anastasia, right at that moment, suddenly feels her armor and clothing shifting under the table, near her crotch, until she feels her cock springing free from her panties, then being slowly stroked by something warm and soft, while the head is pleasured by something wet.

Anastasia narrows her eyes at Ilaria then looks towards Ara when she fully sees the state Ilaria was in, and was slightly annoyed when she saw Idalia had already started engaging in story telling with the others, did she not care about what Aranya might of did to Ilaria? When she turns back and see Ara was more than happy and Ilaria was gone, she almost stood up right then and there, however, just before she could she felt something touching her crotch, at first she was confused about what she was feeling, was it something else to do with her transformation. Then she felt a rush of cool air on her cock, the the feeling of sudden overwhelming pleasure hit her, she had to quickly bite her tongue, causing some grey blood to drip out of her mouth. Her cheeks flushed the same grey, for a human she would’ve looked beet red. Her attention snaps to Aranya. “What did you do!?” She quietly hisses towards her, before needing to suppress another gasp as she felt the wet sensation. Down below, Ilaria was currently sucking on her soft shaft, it was only 4 inches at most, however thanks to the insane sensitivity Ana was feeling, it wasn’t long before it started growing inside of her mouth. Within seconds it was 6 inches long, then 8 inches long, soon past anything a human could ever hope to achieve naturally, to 10 inches, probably starting to touch the back of her mouth, by the time it was fully erect at 12 inches Ilaria would have to realize if she wanted to fit it all she needed to use her throat, the thickness of it would stretch her lips to.

She can feel Ilaria taking her cock deeper into her mouth, and eventually to the back of her throat, before starting to bob her head, making soft gagging noises, which were drowned out by the conversation going on across the table, but not for Anastasia due to her close proximity to the source. Aranya, meanwhile, only smiles wider, before leaning forward and whispering to her, incredibly softly “I just gave her some drugs. When I pointed out your bulge earlier when you first woke up, which occurred as a result of my strip poker game, I put that bulge into the mind of Ilaria. I then suggested that we go eat so that I could slip Indigo Shrooms into her food.” she explains, giving Anastasia a mischievous wink.

Oh by Avenir what was this pleasure!? Anastasia had to hold her head for a moment and dedicate all her willpower to not scream out or make any sound at all, she couldn’t let the others know what was happening. The Spectross were known to have mental fortresses as a defining feature among other things, but this was getting close to breaking that fortress down on sheer pleasure alone. She wanted to slam Aranya’s face into the ground, but for now all she could do was focus on seeming as inconspicuous as possible. “The fuck is wrong with you?” She hissed at Aranya again. “Are all Malicia followers such pieces of shi-” Her sentence was cut off as the talking distracted her mentally for a bit, so a sharp gasp escaped from her lips, but she passed it off as a hiccup physically, wiping her mouth and trying to look calm. Precum was already leaking from her cock, a thick, tar like black substance that would stick to the walls of Ilaria’s throat and mouth, acting as a sort of lubricant, though Ilaria would find if she attempted to get the stuff out of her mouth or down her throat it would refuse to cooperate, sticking to where it lay like glue. It would also taste strange, both bad and good, like something you keep exclaiming tastes bad but you can’t stop eating.

When Anastasia asks what’s wrong with her, Aranya stifles a giggle “A lot, actually.” she replies, before laughing softly. Idalia glances over at them, but quickly goes back to her conversation, apparently assuming that they were just conversing normally. Aranya can only laugh more as Anastasia’s sentence is cut off by a gasp, prompting Aranya to reply again “I’m so glad I set this up.” she says, with a huge grin. Meanwhile, beneath the table, the tar-like substance only causes Ilaria to deepthroat her harder and faster, while she uses her hands to stroke and rub what little bit of Anastasia’s shaft wouldn’t fit into her throat, while her drool runs down it from how enthusiastically she was deepthroating her cock.

Anastasia does her best to stop from punching Aranya in the face right then and there, even if only cause that’d attract attention towards her at a bad moment. Once this was all done Ana wasn’t sure she wants to keep this girl in the party now, cause she also knew that this Malicia follower didn’t care if she got punched in the gut, they lived for both the good and the bad, so there was little winning against her. She had to take the time to suppress even more moans and gasps, but it was becoming harder by the second as the pleasure kept getting more and more intense, Ana had never felt such intense pleasure in her life, it exceeded that of even all the orgasms she felt before and she wasn’t even at that point yet. Her pre came in more force, the enthusiastic deep throating pretty much coated the entirety of Ilaria’s throat and mouth, and she could no doubt feel some dripping into her stomach from how thick and heavy feeling it was. Strangely, the more pre that came out the better it would taste, as if was affecting her senses to become more pleasurable for her than before. Ana thinks she is starting to get close to coming, but it’s hard to tell with how much she was feeling right now.

Aranya continues to watch Anastasia and laugh, while Ilaria deepthroats her cock hard and fast, with each head bob, taking Anastasia’s cock as deep into her throat as she possibly can. She soon uses the fingers on one hand to push two fingers into Anastasia’s pussy, subsequently slowly thrusting them in and out, thrusting down to the third knuckle each time, while continuing to use her other hand to rub and stroke her shaft. The soft gagging sounds intensify as she bobs her head more enthusiastically over time, seemingly sensing that Anastasia was getting close. Meanwhile, on the other side of the table, Ignia turns to Anastasia and Aranya, asking “Where did Ilaria go?”, to which Aranya replied “Oh, she had to go to the bathroom, she should be back soon.”. Ignia thinks for a minute, then cocks her head replying back with “She’s mute, how did you know she was going to the bathroom?”, to which Aranya responds with “That’s the direction she went, I’m just assuming that’s where she went because there’s nothing else in that direction, and she was hurrying.” this response seemed to satisfy Ignia, as she quickly returned to her conversation with Idalia, she had reached the point where she was describing their experience in Monsteropolis.

As Iliria continues her assault on her cock, the pleasure only somehow gets worse, is there such thing as to much pleasure? To the point where it feels so good it starts to become a problem? Ana felt like she was reaching the point. When she starting fingering her slit as well, Iliria would find that her hands would be drenched in a dark, but not quite as tarry substance as well, and Ana would find herself pushed over the edge, it was lucky the others were distracted in conversation, cause even if she made no sound, she had to cover her face with her hands to keep the gasps and keep her now almost completely gray face from showing. She could feel the cum coming up, almost like because it was so thick it came out slowly and she could feel it traveling down her cock, and when it finally erupted out Anastasia finally knew there was such thing as to much pleasure, her head flopped down onto the table as she suddenly lost all senses, she could no longer hear the conversation, she could no longer see the others, all of her senses were devoted to the feeling of pumping her cum down Ilaria’s throat. She had only a vague sense of time that had past as she came, but it was clearly longer than she’s ever done before, It just kept coming out, she had no idea how so much could be stored inside her body, but it seemed like everytime she thought it would stop she emptied more into Ilaria. Her actual cum was different from her pre, it stuck to Iliria’s mouth the same way, but this time it tasted like a wonderful meal, which was nice given the sheer volume. Not only that, everywhere it touched Iliria’s flesh it left a sort of burning sensation, the good kind that people get when aroused that is, it was as if she could feel pleasure in her mouth and hands and face as it dripped out. Finally though, a few moments after she ran dry, she came back to her senses and rubbed her forehead, blinking a few times trying to stop the room from being so blurry.

Ilaria lets out soft moaning sounds from beneath the table as her throat is pumped full of cum, and tries to swallow all of it, however some drops down her face and onto her clothes. When Anastasia lifts her head back up, she sees that Idalia, Ignia, and the eyes dangling from Irena’s hoodie have turned towards her, however after only a moment, the third girl turns her head as well. Idalia gets a concerned look on her face and speaks first “A-are you alright? You dropped your head down on the table suddenly...” she says, Ignia cutting in “Also you were making strange noises...”. When Anastasia turns to face her right, she would see that Ilaria is now in her seat, blushing a dark red and Aranya is tucking away a cloth that’s partly coated in black substance, smirking at her.

It takes a while before the room becomes clear again and concerned voices don’t sound so distant. Not to mention she feels fucking tired now, as if all her mental willpower was drained completely after that. She puts one hand to her head, and lets the other fall to her side, but then puts it under the table to check if her dick was still hanging out, and when she found Iliria was considerate enough to put everything back, she sighs heavily. “I… Did I pass out?” She said, not just to cover what happen, but cause she genuinely felt like she passed out and was dreaming in a world of pure ecstasy with no other feeling but said ecstasy. She yawns then looks at Idalia. “I, I feel real tired suddenly, I think it might be the infection or whatever the hell it is, I think I just need to rest for a bit.” It was genuine, she truly felt tired after trying to hold on and not do anything for so long after it felt so good.

Idalia stands up from the table and stretches, afterwards commenting “I guess we should all go rest, we’ll have another fight on Monday, so we should catch up while we can.” to which Ignia replies “Uhm do you know if you’re required to use the same team through the entire tournament? If I can… I want to make up for the trouble I caused...”, prompting Aranya to answer “We’re not allowed to change our roster, we have to keep the same team for the whole tournament.” she said, while pulling out a DeathStick and lighting it, taking a big huff of it. Ilaria keeps quiet, while Irena gives the group a disappointed look “Does that mean we’re just going to be mooching off of you for the rest of the tournament?” she asks, to which Idalia responds “Don’t feel like that, you have to stay somewhere, and you didn’t put yourselves into such a situation.” giving Ignia and Irena a hug as she says so. Meanwhile Aranya comments “Let’s go ahead and move to the room, there’s not really anything else we can do here.”, after which the group makes its way to their room, where Ignia and Idalia quickly run in and belly flop onto the bed, while Ilaria closes herself in the bathroom, Aranya leans against a nearby wall, smoking, and Irena makes her way to the bed, sitting beside Ignia.

Anastasia nods slowly at the offer to rest up, not saying anything as they walked back to the room, instead trying to keep herself steady as she walked, Ana briefly wondered if she wanted Ara on her team still, not that she had a choice. But after some consideration she figures if nothing else she is a good fighter, and will help in the arena at least. Once they get to the room and everyone goes to where they wanted to go, Ana heads straight for the bed as well, though looks towards Ilaria entering the bathroom, feeling a twinge of guilt for what had happened. She didn’t know what to say about it though, so she just sat on the bed, giving the others some room and laid down, with her clothes still on before closing her eyes, if not to sleep then to rest her body for a small while.

by **Mark3000** » Wed May 15, 2019 1:32 am

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by **mrblah** » Wed May 15, 2019 4:13 pm

This situation was too familiar. Perhaps last time he'd been on the front lines fighting to repel the invasion, but it was still an invasion in which he'd gotten caught up in. Amun could remember the dead villagers everywhere. The knights, still desperately fighting for their city as enemy after enemy attacked. All the lives lost when they failed, and he remembered when Cielo finally made for its last landing... and the aftermath.

He'd been shaken from his zoning out when Camilla came close to him. He placed a gentle hand on her back, putting a hopefully comforting smile on his face to help calm her down. It was a little shaky. "Everything will be fine, Camilla. Right now, dozens of trained men and women are heading out to repel the forces threatening us. They're putting their lives on the line to protect their city, so we have to believe in them, okay?" His words were almost hypocritical. Despite how he hoped, Amun couldn't shake the dark thoughts telling of their failure and the city's fall. Cielo was a much greater, much stronger city, and it fell in a day. These guards looked nothing like the battle-hardened knights of his home.

He spent the rest of their time in the bunker trying to comfort Camilla and keep his mind out of those dark thoughts. It was hard to, especially as the battles dragged on outside and time ticked by, but the were-beast felt he had to try for the sake of his charge. Then, after what felt like forever, he heard approaching footsteps heading towards their hiding spot. But the sounds of battle hadn't stopped...

What he thought to be death wails alerted him to the presence of enemies, and their sudden break-in only confirmed his dreadful thoughts. Five goblins marched in as if they owned the place, took the villagers hostage, held him at sword point, and were grabbing onto Camilla to do Sirius knows what. But Amun was predictably focused on his own peril. He felt his heart beating 20 times faster as he stared at the sharp object so close to him, reminding him of all his near deaths during Cielo's invasion... the monster they fought in the control room was something he felt he could never hope to battle. It scared him to even think of it, and it scared him to think of the death that would've come to him at its hands.

And just as it scared him there, it scared him here. Amun was cowardly, but that meant he simply had a strong survival instinct. He would and has sacrificed others to live for as long as he has now. The goblins didn't care about him. They were taking Camilla so it'd be easy to simply sit back, let them do their business, and leave with his life. That's what someone like him would do... but he couldn't do that this time. Camilla reminded him of the young girl he told to stay in that closet. The girl he said he'd rescue, and failed to do so. If he had another chance, Amun always thought he could've saved her.

Again, he renounced his Goddess in his mind, damning her for his terrible and life-threatening situation. Amun put on a fearful facade (one that was easy to do since he WAS scared out of his mind), but then looked behind the goblin holding him hostage, and widened his eyes. "By the Goddesses, what is THAT?!" He'd wait for the goblin to fall for it, but even if it didn't, Amun would immediately try to dodge past the sword and stab his knife in its neck.

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by **Blue56** » Sun May 19, 2019 6:22 am

Arriving at the graveyard, Selvaria finds a significantly large tombstone to hide behind while she stakes out the area. From there she simply waits.... and waits.... and waits... This wasn't something she was entirely unaccustomed to from her days in ambushing, but it had been a long while since she had done that and her thoughts were focused on how she'd rather be asleep at home. A long while passes with only a visit of sorts from a priest to show for it. Neither says anything to the other, he was content to stare at her and Selvaria was content to simply stare back. Just as she's thinking about giving up and going back to bed, she spots a strange creature climbing the fence. Crouching down to keep fully hidden behind the tombstone, she watches as more of them follow and begin to excavate bodies from their graves.

Selvaria grips her rifle a little tighter as she ponders her next move. She has the drop on them but what will she do after fighting them? Leave one alive for questioning? She had no idea if they could communicate with her or what they would even have to say. No, it was more likely for her to learn what these creatures were doing with the corpses they stole by following them back to where they had come from. With that in mind, Selvaria would simply watch and wait, and when the time came, she would quietly follow after them, the graveyard offering plenty of cover to keep herself hidden.

The creatures silently and quickly, in a matter of seconds, excavate and 'absorb' all of the graveyard's bodies, before filling the graves back in just as quickly. Once they had collected all of the bodies in the graveyard, the creatures look around them quickly before starting to scale over the fence. The creatures then each begin secreting more of the black smoke from their bodies as they creep into an alleyway.

Following the creatures into the alleyway would allow Selvaria to witness the creatures pushing a large, metal trashcan, roughly six feet long, and four feet tall, to side, uncovering a square panel on the ground. The creatures then worked together to lift the panel up out of position, revealing a metal ladder that leads into the ground, which each creature climbs down, with the last one pulling the trash can and panel back into place, one at a time, re-covering the secret room.

Selvaria isn't left to wait for long, the creatures are nothing if not fast and efficient in their work. As they exit the graveyard, she avoids detection by keeping a safe distance, though the smoke they excrete seems to work in her favor as it is an easy enough sign for her to follow. Once they reach the alleyway, Selvaria watches from around the corner as they work to uncover a secret door to what must be their lair. Once the last one has left and the entrance is covered once more, she waits a minute or two just to be safe before approaching it. The creatures worked together to move the trash can and door, making her doubt her ability to follow them as she wasn't very physically strong, but she would try to do so regardless. If she was unable to do get the door open, she would simply have to remember this place and go find someone stronger than she to assist her.

When Selvaria moves to shove the trashcan out of the way, she finds that the large metal trashcan is actually completely empty, therefor she pushes it out of the way easily. When she moves to lift the panel, she finds that it's pretty heavy, but it's just a slab of concrete, allowing her to just pull it out of position to expose the same ladder, leading down into, not a hideout, but a hallway with a black and white checkered brick floor, a plain wooden ceiling, and black brick walls, lined with lights so dim that she has great difficulty making out her surroundings. Every few feet in front of her, was a wooden support beam, assisting in keeping the tunnel from collapsing.

Up ahead of her, she could see that the creatures were making their way down the halls at a slow enough pace that she would have an easy time keeping up with them, and had not noticed her yet. Should Selvaria follow the creatures, they would lead her to a wide open area with a dropoff to the left, in which there was a strange, tube-shaped construct made mostly from black metal, with red lights on various parts of it. Seven shadow creatures were slowly walking back and forth from the construct, loading a large pile of corpses into it, through a sliding door.

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It was fortunate that the door was easier to open than Selvaria had anticipated. Even better, her timing was such that the creatures she followed were no longer in the area at the bottom of the ladder, but still within sight. The hallway she found herself in seemed strange in that whoever had built it took the time to lay brick for the floor when it didn't seem needed. How had something so carefully constructed like this remained a secret from the city above? The support beams make for decent enough cover for Selvaria to continue her silent pursuit until they eventually come to a room that seems even stranger and more wondrous. The construct in the center draws her attention immediately, both as a machine enthusiast and because it's an even more surprising sight than the pile of corpses in the center. As the creatures work to load their stolen bodies into the construct, Selvaria wonders just what purpose this all serves. She holds her rifle tight to her chest, momentarily considering killing the shadowy beings now so she could examine it, but she was far outnumbered and decided combat was a last resort. She would continue to observe the creatures actions to see just what they would do once the bodies were loaded. If the opportunity presented itself, perhaps she could slip inside the construct to see just what was happening to the bodies inside.

The creatures don't take long at all to load all of the bodies into the construct, doing so almost as quickly as they did when digging up the bodies, despite there being far more bodies in this instance than in the graveyard. Once the creatures finish loading all of the bodies into the construct, they enter as wall, moving out of sight.

At this moment, Selvaria can see she has an opportunity to follow them, due to none of them being posted outside the sliding door. Upon entering the structure, she finds it to extend far beyond what she had seen from outside, extending into its own tunnel. The construct was segmented, with doors blocking off each segment, each one having a metal handle with which to one can open it, while each segment was filled with wooden seats, covered with black leather cushions, while the ceilings had red dome-shaped lights. Each segment was also loaded with numerous dead bodies, piled up all over the floors. Through a small, red-tinted window, she can see the creatures moving through the construct towards what one could assume was the front.

While Selvaria was inspecting the interior of the construct, the sliding door through which she had entered suddenly closes, and the construct starts to shake, and then jerks before starting to move forward through the tunnels, starting off slow, but quickly picking up speed as it does so.

Selvaria curiously takes in the interior of the construct after slipping inside. The bodies were an unsurprising sight, but the seats were what caught her interest. It was obvious from the interior that the creatures were using this for a purpose other than what was intended, seats were for the living, not the dead after all. A transport? Just as Selvaria thought this, a jerking motion caught her off guard and the construct begin to move, confirming her suspicions. This was bad. Who knew where she would end up now? Still, getting off wasn't an option, all she could do was move forward. The creatures were moving further up the construct and she would do the same, cautiously proceeding from one compartment to the next only once she had peered through the window to confirm that the coast was clear. As the moved forward, she kept an eye out for places to hide should the need arise as she had nowhere to run should the creatures start moving back to the other end of this construct.

The construct finally reaches what seems to be top speed, as she follows the creatures down the segments of the Construct, however as she did so, she wasn't seeing the creatures. She finally reaches the final two segments, being able to see through the red-tinted windows that the next room was populated with numerous of the same creatures, lining both sides of the room, filling up the leather seats entirely, holding completely still, just like statues, while assumedly waiting to reach their destination, even more corpses between them.

Through the next window, at the end of the next room, she can see that there are even more at the front, working with a strange metal panel, covered in levers and dials, as well as numerous other devices. Over the pane was another red-tinted window, through which Selvaria could see the tunnel they were traveling through, only the red lights on the front of the construct allowing them to see through the seemingly endless darkness before them.

It was interesting to see the creatures she had been following sitting perfectly still. Such a thing made it seem as though they weren't even alive if they had no task to carry out, like their comrades in the next compartment who were operating some complicated looking devices. Naturally, Selvaria was interested in checking those out, but she doubted these beings would remain dormant for long if she were to show herself. More importantly, operating this construct seemed somewhat complicated which meant using it to get back to where she had come from was likely not an option. And judging by the endless darkness they traveled through, they seemed to be going quite a ways. There was little she could do about it now, fighting these creatures was no more appealing an option now than it had been earlier. Instead, she would move towards the other end of the train with the intent of waiting there by one of the doors so that once they reached their destination, she could slip out ahead of them and find another place to hide and continue her surveillance and pursuit.

by **lilbooth** » Wed May 22, 2019 3:39 pm

"Thank you for your hospitality, your grace." Said CeeCee who dismounted Big Birb in order to bow. She pulled Magnolia down with her aswell and whispered to her. "This woman is a lord, just like Lord Barton always show the utmost respect to her and others like her. The people that live in big castles and sit on thrones." Cee Cee didn't think she would absorb all the information at once but it was worth a try. She was excited to see a woman in charge of the city, despite how dark it might be. But she must be found of the darkness, considering her castle was adorned just the same. And her eyes were shockingly similar to Magnolia's, but the last time she mentioned the Bartons to a stranger it didn’t go well. The silver-framed portraits were unpleasant, but they were likely important nobles if they had paintings hung in the grand hall. Perhaps she could question her later but she bit her tongue for now. "I am Chris Culgan, a beast tamer by trade and I hail from Calt. This is my daughter Magnolia, and my traveling companion Saphira. Most call me Cee Cee, a pleasure to meet you Miss Skyrille." She said while still in her bow, pausing to gesture when needed. She waited for Saphira to make her own introductions and then proceeded to follow the Lady to the Historium.

“A pleasure to meet you, Miss CeeCee, welcome to Vitra’s Castle, Echo Castle..” she responded, while gesturing for her to rise back up from her bowing position. Meanwhile Magnolia seemed utterly confused as to what they were doing, though not resisting, simply hooting while CeeCee kept her in the bent position.

Once inside she felt quite relieved. The air of the room had changed from dark to ominous but the colorful orbs helped to calm her a bit. She was sure Magnolia was enjoying the floating lights as well. Reading was never Cee Cee’s strong suit, having spent much of her life outside of civilization, so she turned to Skyrille to ask a few questions. "If I may, M’Lady, could I ask you a few questions. Firstly how long has Vitra been here? I’ve done quite a bit of adventuring but I’ve never heard of the city, or even reports of anything being here, geographically that is." She started doing her best to sound curious and not accusatory. "And who were those portraits off in the grand hall? Past monarchs? And what are these orbs? Sorry to ask so much but this place is just so foreign to me. " She concluded.

As CeeCee bombarded Skyrille with questions, the smile didn’t leave her face, she merely chuckled when she finished her first line of questioning “Vitra has always existed, Miss CeeCee, your adventuring just never took you here before now. It’s far more difficult to find this place without certain events taking occurring, as while the city itself will always be in the same place, the gateway tends to… roam.” she says, smiling at Magnolia as she gazed at the orbs above them. “The portraits are not necessarily Monarchs, nor are they necessarily past. They are individuals of great renowned, however some of them may only be renowned here, or in distant lands, you see. As for those orbs-” she says, gesturing upwards, while reaching with her hand to grab a lever on the wall, pulling it down, causing the orbs to slowly lower themselves so that Skyrille could barely reach them “These are worlds beyond our own.” she says, waving her hand across each one, before settling it near the glowing one “Except this one, this is that light in the sky, which you see when day arrives, and which goes away when night falls.” she says, before resting her hand on the green and blue orb, gently rubbing it “We’re on this one, you see.” she explains.

The portraits definitely confused her. They were people with great renown, but they were not all of the past, but if they had any renown they would have to have been in the past or present. The idea that they were perhaps predicting renowned heroes seemed quite strange to her.
“Have you been to the others?” She questioned, her eyes focused on the vast display of worlds above her.

“I have not, however the Gateway to Vitra has existed on those worlds in the past. It has been many, many years since such occurrences, I suspect that life no longer exists on those worlds.” she said. Meanwhile, Magnolia was attempting to jump up and grab the various orbs, however she wasn’t reaching high enough to even brush them with her fingertips.

“So when you say ‘other than our own’ do you mean other than Vitra or Chaldea? You and your guards look to be human, the citizens of Vitra seem to be something else.”

“Yes, not only are there lands beyond the dreaded Ocean, but there are entire other worlds beyond all of this water and land, out in a vacuum which exists beyond what we can see with our eyes.” she explained, gesturing over the various orbs “Each of these is an entire world with its own lands, much like Chaldea.” she said, stroking a land mass on the green and blue orb.

Cee Cee scratched her head and her tail began to sway back and forth quizzically. “Still, though you and your guards, are you all from here.” She said while tapping the blue and green orb, “Or here?” She said while gesturing to the castle around her.

“Hmm, that’s a difficult question to answer. I suppose you could say no, because Vitra does not exist in Chaldea the same way your other cities do. Vitra exists in another way. If we had to call it something, I guess you could say that my guards and I are from a place known as ‘The Dark’. The citizens, however, are your dead, they are humans which have done their time in the world of the living, and have passed on. The disappearing corpses that you may have heard of, are the doing of my servants, and said corpses have been coming to live here.” she says, just as if it were a normal every-day occurrence.

Cee Cee’s tail froze as Skyrille mentioned the disappearance of the dead, she did her best to hide her sudden fright. The dead are meant to return to the earth, to ensure the growth of nature. CIrcle of life style, Cee Cee was sure that Pradera would not be pleased with the dead running off to Vitra. “So it is only the dead humans of Chaldea that live here? Why not the other races, and why not the dead from the other worlds?” She questioned, hoping she would be spared coming here once she had passed on.

Skyrille giggled “I guess I misspoke, it’s the dead, from anywhere we can obtain them. Many eventually choose to move on, and we allow them to do so, therefor the dead we currently have, to my knowledge, are limited to the dead of your world. Not specifically humans, however they do make up the bulk of our population. This is like a second life to them, as they have no memory of the life they had before being brought here.” she explained, turning back to watch Magnolia for a moment, as she continued trying to reach the orbs, hooting softly.

“What exactly do they do here in the city? Do they eat and drink and sleep? I’ve had a few encounters with the dead and they seem to be propelled by magic. Do they all have jobs or are they just relaxing in the city chatting with other citizens?” Cee Cee had eased up a bit, the people they saw on the way in didn’t seem like the other undead she had seen before, but the strange purple liquid had to be related to the purple roots of the undead army. They were too similar to be a coincidence.

“They work, they sleep, they drink, they eat, just as you do. The dead that you encountered are unlikely to be like my dead. They go through a process which makes them as much like the living as possible, while the dead most commonly encountered outside of Vitra are merely servants of the Necromancers which raised them. I want the dead here to be free, not servants or slaves.” she explained, looking somewhat bothered when she mentions other undead, but only for a fraction of a second. Magnolia looked over at her, at that moment, replying “Eat? Omnomnom?” she asked, following it with a ‘hoot hoot’.

“Soon hun.” She said as she pulled Magnolia closer. “I think my last question is about the orbs themselves… How do you make them float like that.” She said pointing upwards towards them.

“Oh, these?” she asked, grabbing the lever and flipping it back up, causing the orbs to withdraw back upwards to the place they had been before. “There’s a special art to it, anyone can learn it with time. If you want to stay here for awhile, the lost arts are known by myself and some of the citizens here, in Vitra. We could teach you some of them, in exchange for working for me.” she says, with a smile.

Mention of the lost arts once again froze Cee Cee in her tracks, she had been searching for these lost arts for some time now. “What kind of work would I need to do?” She asked calmly, hoping her answer had nothing to do with fetching corpses.

She leaned on her scythe and tilted her head upward, thinking for a moment, her eyes drifting first to CeeCee, then to Magnolia then back to CeeCee “I suppose with your professed skillset, you’d be best suited to capturing or charming the various creatures roaming Chaldea, yes? Echo Castle is somewhat lonely at times, despite how often my citizens come to bring me gifts and converse with me. I’ll give you your first lesson if you bring me...” she stopped and thought for another few moments, the idea seeming to elude her. “Well, I know that most creatures are hostile, however some artificial creatures have been roaming the lands. Would you bring me an artificially created creature? I’m very familiar with most others, but those are difficult to find.” she then stopped and gestured towards Magnolia “Not her, of course.” she said giving her a smile, which Magnolia returned, with a ‘hoot’.

“I suppose I could try to find you one, I’m not sure my taming would work on them, so I can’t guarantee that won't be as hostile as the wild ones, but, so long as the gates don’t move I feel that it’s a fair exchange.”

“I wouldn’t send you out of the city without ensuring you can complete your exchange, don’t be silly miss CeeCee.” she says, with a chuckle. She then moved the hair out of her hidden eye, showing that it was crimson, then looked CeeCee up and down, humming to herself. She then slipped a black key with a lilac gem in the handle from her sleeve, slipped a chain through a tiny hole in the metal of the handle, then hung it around CeeCee’s neck. “With that, you can find the gates again, even if they move. I suggest keeping it around your neck as if you lose it, you will not be able to find it again, it will find its way back into my possession.” she said, with a wink.

"Sounds good. Do you have any preference on the creature or just whatever I can find." With that Cee Cee was done with her line of questioning and was excited to learn some of the lost arts. She waited for Saphira to do whatever she wished in the Historium and planned to make her exit whenever she was ready.

by **Randomizer4** » Fri May 24, 2019 8:24 pm

Saphira blushed a little at the Royal Guards’ interesting armour design. She had to admit she was a bit envious of their… shapeliness. Master Skyrille was not the person Saphira expected to see in charge of a castle, and she did seem a bit odd, but oh well. Of course, the girl was burning with question but she followed CeeCee in exchanging pleasantries first. “Thank you for being so kind to allow us inside your home, Keeper Skyrille. I am Saphira Perinther, an explorer with an interest in learning more about the past and our world.”
Saphira’s attention was temporarily removed from the bookshelves as Skyrille answered CeeCee’s questions. Other worlds… magical portals. Saphira had always thought magic was dying, but Vitra seems to be alive and well. And hidden.
Skyrille’s explanation of other planets… made some semblance of sense, if Saphira knew anything of observation. All this implie- WAIT, they were in the land of the dead? Saphira gulped and and felt herself starting to sweat. That was… scary. Did that mean their time was up? This was unholy madness.
Another revelation. This lady could teach her?” “YES… yes please I mean… I’d love to know more!” Saphira could no longer hold herself in.

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