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Re: A Tale of Two Sisters (Blueslime and Takimaru) GMed by Hafnium
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"Eh? Yeh, a fae, satyrs, gruffs, all that," the troll confirmed her questions. Pasha couldn't help but notice that he was speaking a bit more slowly than he had been a moment ago, and that it probably wasn't for his own benefit. His apparent pity and underestimating of the sneaky catgirl proved a perfect opportunity for her to utilize one of her birthrights though, especially as he tried to process her earlier story, and as she touched him she felt her influence worming in against his very soul...
Only to be turned away by the golden-skinned brute's willpower. A look of realization dawned on his face at the failed attempt, though he did nothing to threaten the su-ku-ta thief. Not yet, anyway. "Oho... A succubus, are ya? You don't look demonic, and if ye were a nymph yer act would have been laid on a lot thicker." He appeared to give the matter some thought, allowing Pasha all the time she needed to put some distance between him and herself if she so desired. Paisley made no move yet, waiting for her signal or for the golden skinned creature to actually attack. "Whatever ya are, I don't have to keep playing mister nice and helpful quarter-troll to your naive, innocent traveler. Plus you've tried to work succubus magic on me, and there was probably a lot of lying somewhere in there, so things have been complicated."
"But it might simplify things, if you catch my drift." Though the words were accompanied by a lascivious grin, he still did nothing to physically threaten Pasha. "The priestess specified mortal travelers, and in my book a succubus is a bit beyond a mortal traveler. Since I've got no orders fer anything other than mortal travelers, this falls under yer normal troll guarding a bridge case. I'm probably a fool, but I don't believe you're looking to cause any real trouble, so I'll give you a chance to pay my toll. I've had all of three visitors up this way in the last month and all of them turned away, and those damned nymphs use what little spare time they get away from the goat problem to come and taunt me, prancing about in what can't be more than three inches of cloth. I've got quite a taste for succubi, too. So if you scratch my itch, I'll let you, your sister, and whoever else is with you pass. If you actually have a sister, of course."
"Ah, I am from a place far away. Not even this continent," he answered. "Coming to this place was quite a surprise to me. But I have kept myself busy and seen much of this land and its people. I'm a bit of a treasure hunter, you see. I was in Anudor just two weeks ago tracking down a particularly lovely jewel. Now I am on my way to Therion to track down a fiery little gemstone of some fame." He eyed her for a moment, and it was easy to tell that he spotted the signs of interest in the martial catgirl. "It may have been surprising, but I am quite lucky to be here. Luckier still for securing the company of your sister and you to make a warm campfire even cozier and a lonely night a lively one. I will happily repay this by sharing all I know of music with you."
"Do you have any plans once this caravan reaches the end of the road? Perhaps you might become your own master," he suggested, apparently sharing at least as much respect for the courtesan profession as anyone she had ever met. "This realm lacks in love and companionship, I imagine you could make a comfortable living without nearly as much danger as the truly wild roads bring around here."
Pasha: HP = 54, PP = 41, EP = 35/41, Status = Fine.
Meara: HP = 81, PP = 43, EP = 44, Status = Fine.
Meara: HP = 81, PP = 43, EP = 44, Status = Fine.
Pasha (Resistance vs Dat goldguy): 1 + 20 = 21 vs 38 = 13 + 25. Charm fails. >.>
"Eh? Yeh, a fae, satyrs, gruffs, all that," the troll confirmed her questions. Pasha couldn't help but notice that he was speaking a bit more slowly than he had been a moment ago, and that it probably wasn't for his own benefit. His apparent pity and underestimating of the sneaky catgirl proved a perfect opportunity for her to utilize one of her birthrights though, especially as he tried to process her earlier story, and as she touched him she felt her influence worming in against his very soul...
Only to be turned away by the golden-skinned brute's willpower. A look of realization dawned on his face at the failed attempt, though he did nothing to threaten the su-ku-ta thief. Not yet, anyway. "Oho... A succubus, are ya? You don't look demonic, and if ye were a nymph yer act would have been laid on a lot thicker." He appeared to give the matter some thought, allowing Pasha all the time she needed to put some distance between him and herself if she so desired. Paisley made no move yet, waiting for her signal or for the golden skinned creature to actually attack. "Whatever ya are, I don't have to keep playing mister nice and helpful quarter-troll to your naive, innocent traveler. Plus you've tried to work succubus magic on me, and there was probably a lot of lying somewhere in there, so things have been complicated."
"But it might simplify things, if you catch my drift." Though the words were accompanied by a lascivious grin, he still did nothing to physically threaten Pasha. "The priestess specified mortal travelers, and in my book a succubus is a bit beyond a mortal traveler. Since I've got no orders fer anything other than mortal travelers, this falls under yer normal troll guarding a bridge case. I'm probably a fool, but I don't believe you're looking to cause any real trouble, so I'll give you a chance to pay my toll. I've had all of three visitors up this way in the last month and all of them turned away, and those damned nymphs use what little spare time they get away from the goat problem to come and taunt me, prancing about in what can't be more than three inches of cloth. I've got quite a taste for succubi, too. So if you scratch my itch, I'll let you, your sister, and whoever else is with you pass. If you actually have a sister, of course."
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"Ah, I am from a place far away. Not even this continent," he answered. "Coming to this place was quite a surprise to me. But I have kept myself busy and seen much of this land and its people. I'm a bit of a treasure hunter, you see. I was in Anudor just two weeks ago tracking down a particularly lovely jewel. Now I am on my way to Therion to track down a fiery little gemstone of some fame." He eyed her for a moment, and it was easy to tell that he spotted the signs of interest in the martial catgirl. "It may have been surprising, but I am quite lucky to be here. Luckier still for securing the company of your sister and you to make a warm campfire even cozier and a lonely night a lively one. I will happily repay this by sharing all I know of music with you."
"Do you have any plans once this caravan reaches the end of the road? Perhaps you might become your own master," he suggested, apparently sharing at least as much respect for the courtesan profession as anyone she had ever met. "This realm lacks in love and companionship, I imagine you could make a comfortable living without nearly as much danger as the truly wild roads bring around here."