"You never do something wrong, Zahra." The gemini responded with a wide smile, thinking over the question a moment before answering. "I think so? I kinda feel... Smaller? Or maybe like everything else is bigger, or that there's more of it?" She explained slowly. "Sleep might do good, yeah." She admitted, looking about until she spotted their tent, someone having pitched it for them as part of the settling in, while they were busy. "Maybe things will be different tomorrow, right?"
Solidyn drooled on her silk pillow, lazily scratching her stomach with her giant swordhands as the two passed through the tower's foyer. "Mmnn..." she mumbled sleepily. "...Be 'n 'xample t'yer men... in yer duty, n' in private life." As she uttered the last few words, she squeezed her egg-laden faerie tighter against herself, as if she were a teddy bear.
For those that haven't been made aware of it yet, this thread is splitting down the middle, with Tiff and Shrike going one way while everybody else goes the other. Also, you each should have 12 experience after the day's assorted events, and take another 2 now for a total of 14. You may all spend exp now.
Huldah and Zahra retired to their respective tents, leaving the night guard to their allies. The night passed without incident, and in the morning each of them awakened quite pleasantly. Aurelia found herself and her two gemini captives just as she'd left them, though her golems had run out of energy and been left as inanimate objects once more. Solidyn awoke in the presence of her faerie cuddle-toy, who was soon to give birth. Zahra and Huldah woke up alone, but without being molested in any sense. Kor was the only one to awaken to activity, though it could hardly be called unpleasant, as Emi was lying on her belly between his legs, her eyes half closed as she looked up at him whilst paying fairly vigorous attention to his morning wood with her lips and her tongue.
Solidyn awoke with her arms wrapped around her faerie's waist, drooling on her cheek.
"Whups," she would utter, and then stick her hand under her shirt and (gently) wipe her clean. "Goooood mornin'. How'd ya sleep, girlie?" she'd ask as she stretched herself out - something that was a bit difficult for the giant spider-woman in the tower's foyer.
Clad in just her undershirt, she stuck her head out the tower door. "Oy! Someone grab me some hot water an' towels! ...Also a pail ta put my eggs in!" She called out, directing gaze towards the nearest one of their mercenaries. She ducked her head back in... but then immediately popped back out. "Make that two pails! We had a real good time last night."
Once that was finished, she went back to circle around her faerie, idly weaving a few more silk pillows to keep her comfortable. She wondered what the hell she was going to do with 'em... her babies weren't gonna have too hot a chance, figuratively speaking, if she just chucked 'em out into the dunes. Plus, if she did that, they'd end up right outside their new little base... or worse, dig their way into the dark little nooks and crannies of the place. She didn't need the voracious little shits around now - maybe once they were grown up some and not feral little bastards, yeah, but right after they hatched there just savage little critters.
Maybe Verja had a place she could cram 'em in somewhere in the tower's basement or something. Perhaps she should run up and ask him...
Hmmm... actually, with how many times Raginhard had cum inside her, she might want to just lay whatever she had inside her and leave 'em with the rest of her eggs. Could she tell if any of her eggs were still fertilized inside her...? She might want to do it anyway... she could always make more, and the unfertilized spares might tide her children over until they figured out something...
The sounds of the spiderwoman yelling drew Huldah from sleep, groaning and rolling over in the tent, almost rolling over Zahra beside her before catching herself.
She reached for the bands of fabric she wore, reaching outside to wring them out into the sand a little before putting them on, stepping out after into the desert sun and looking around. She knew she was supposed to go and see the old cat in the tower again, but maybe her and Zahra should get some breakfast...
By the time the feline archer woke up, Huldah was back at the tent with some rations for breakfast, sitting patiently on the sands outside. "We're sposed to see Verja again today, right? Do you know when?"
Spent 14XP on Body. hit a multiple of ten, got Charge with the free skill. updated main stats and sub stats accordingly. New _Ps: 72HP 40PP 40EP
Kor, waking slowly, reached out to pull Emi in a little closer, only to moan softly in his sleep, before coming around. Looking down as he shivered in pleasure, his hips shifting and rolling slightly, he saw his guest, giving him one of the most pleasant wake up calls he'd had in quite awhile.
Leaning forward a little to groan, his eyes closed as a hand slid down into her gorgeous hair, Kor just flopped back, quite content where he was. "Good morning to you to!" He gasped out, as Emi slid down his aching length, making him shudder deliciously again.
Yup, he was good right where he was, everything else be damned.
The half-vampire, upon waking up and getting redressed, decided against waking her slaves for the time being. Not out of any mercy, of course, she simply didn't feel like tormenting them for the time being. Everybody could take a break, right? And slaves didn't seem terribly useful if they had mental and nervous breakdowns to the point where they were drooling idiots. So, she checked their bindings to ensure that they were still holding strong and then got redressed and put on her war gear. As she was heading out, she did, however, reanimate Mason in an even smaller form to simply stand and stare at the two, and to incapacitate them if they made any effort to escape.
Beyond that, without anything else of particular interest to pursue, she decided to wait outside her tent until the mercenary group or she herself was called, whether it was to breakfast or to war.
Equip armor, weapons, etc. Spend 10 EP (2 + X) to animate Mason Mk. II (Now with 80 body, 8 armor, and natural attack) and have him stand in the tent and stare at the two gemini and break their legs then put them back in the tent if they try to escape. Also, confirm that the binds are holding and use animate's reshape function to strengthen them if they're not. Then she shall hurry up and wait.
She has a spirit ceiling of 15.
Also, not spending any XP at the moment, so no stat changes.
Zahra couldn’t help but frown a little, ever so briefly, when Huldah claimed that she never did anything wrong. She did plenty wrong, all the godsdamn time. There were surely plenty of allied corpses littering the desert to vouch for that fact. Still, she wiped it off her face quickly enough to return to the relatively neutral face she wore most all the time. She didn’t really understand what the gemini was trying to get across here, the idea perhaps simply unable to be communicated. "Sounds weird" she said, shrugging. A quick look around revealed that someone had pitched their tent while they were away; probably one of the gruffs. That was nice of them, they didn’t have to do that. Huldah seemed keen on the idea of sleeping, so that was that. "Yer ‘ead mite sort isself more by mornin’" the archer replied, making her way to the tent and slipping inside before her hulking companion. Their things were inside, what they had stored with the supply convoy, and the cat rummaged through her pack to ensure everything was there. Thankfully it was, so she got out what she needed for the night; her old, ratty bedroll and the beaten up travel pillow she had carried with her ever since looting it from a gutted house long ago. She unrolled everything and laid it out, settling down to sleep in her armor as usual… it was uncomfortable, but she was used to it, and it had paid off in the past. The night was not safe. To that end she also kept her dagger under her pillow, hand clutching the hilt firmly, just in case. Of course, it wasn’t exactly aliens she was worried about…
Zahra fell asleep soon enough despite the uncomfortable position she put herself in, having a peaceful night’s sleep. She awoke some time later without any incident, and slowly got up, sheathing her dagger at her waist again. She grumbled a little bit, quickly going about rolling up her bedding with pillow inside. Huldah wasn’t there, so she’d probably gone to get breakfast. She could handle that, that was fine. The catgirl had gotten quite efficient at this over the years, so soon enough her bedroll was wound up tightly and ready to attach to her pack. That taken care of, she crawled out into the light of the morning, squinting her eyes and shielding them for a few seconds while they adjusted. Her presumption was proven correct, as the gemini was sitting outside the tent with their allotted food. "Yea, inna mornin’ ‘e said" she replied to her after taking a moment to remember what the old cat had said, "so affer we eat." She took her rations and eyed them, wondering what counted for breakfast with this group, and then looked around carefully, ensuring no one was in earshot… "ya like ‘ese guys? Wottya tink ‘bout ‘em?" she asked, nodded her head towards the mercenaries as she started to eat.
Spent my exp. Yes, I did it wrong, yes, I will fix it. Yes, I am retarded.
"Nphhh" the faerie, Tilda, grunted upon Solidyn using part of her shirt to clean the drool she'd dribbled over her face. "I'm... Fine... I guess," she said, rubbing sleep from her eyes. There were soldiers in the tower near them - and her armor was conspicuously missing as well - and they simply nodded at her and went off to acquire the things she'd requested for her young. A gruff came by soon enough, carrying three buckets, one of which was filled with water, and a pair of towels.
All of her fertilized eggs had been pumped into Tilda, but her body had already produced more extra if she wanted to lay some food for her would-be children. Most of them likely wouldn't survive anyway, such being a natural result of her race, but she was free to try and figure out where she could put them to give them the greatest chance of surviving to adulthood.
~~~~Aurelia~~~~
Animating her golem to watch over her two still-unconscious captives once more, Aurelia was given a wide berth by her fellow mercenaries upon exiting her tent. It hadn't taken her particularly long to engender a reputation among them, not after the three satyr incident, and they'd done their best to keep away from her without being disrespectful. One of the three faerie magi that Solidyn had summoned earlier, her belly now slightly plump but not large enough to suggest that she'd been filled with the arachne's eggs, did come forward at one point, though she kept something of a distance from the death knight as well. "Your commander would like to see you," she said politely, "He is in the command tent awaiting your counsel on something, and requested that you go and see him at your earliest convenience. He didn't tell me what he wanted of you, but it did seem urgent. Good day, milady." The faerie would, if left to do so by Aurelia, give a curt nod of her head before turning on her heal and walking off to some other business, leaving Aurelia to do as she liked afterwards.
~~~~Kor~~~~
"Mmmmm~" Emi purred softly as Kor awoke, smiling up at him for his positive response and nuzzling her head lightly into his hand without disrupting her motions in any significant manner. A series of kisses along his shaft from base to head was followed by a long one upon the tip, her lips engulfing it and her tongue rolling over the sensitive dome and lapping up his freshly spilled pre. Emi slowly descended upon it, taking it in centimeter by centimeter while her tongue slowly ran over the underside until she'd gotten about halfway down, at which point her descent halted and she remained in place for a few seconds, her eyes meeting Kor's for the duration of her pause. When it ended, Emi slowly pulled off until the seal of her lips broke with an audible pop, and she began to slowly stroke Kor's shaft with one hand while the other massaged his balls.
"I'm surprised it took you so long to wake up," she remarked conversationally, her fingers gliding back and forth over his firm shaft, "Not that I mind~ You're fun to tease even when you're asleep! I didn't get bored even after a good twenty minutes, though I was beginning to think I just wasn't good enough to wake you up!" After one particularly slow stroke, Emi casually dropped her mouth down onto Kor's shaft once again, taking in just over two thirds of it and setting up a steady bobbing motion, her tongue rolling all over his shaft while her hands continued their actions, stroking his shaft just a tiny bit lower than her lips and steadily rubbing his sack.
~~~~Zahra/Huldah~~~~
The two mercenaries were undisturbed upon getting their food, acquiring their rations from the quartermaster and then easily finding a corner for them to eat in privacy, where they could continue their discussion.
Aurelia quite enjoyed her reputation among the mercenary company and the care that most others took around her. She was nobility after all, even if that was probably only her opinion, and only around because it was a noble enough profession to take up as she worked to retake her family's proper place in history. It was likely best that only those she took a direct interest in or outranked her got particularly familiar with her, and if not for her sake then definitely for theirs. The multiple hours it had taken that group of kobolds and those two sorceresses to disentangle, recover, and heal the first two satyrs and the week the third one had spent attempting (before ultimately failing) to uphold the vow of chastity he swore afterward were small prices to pay for the privacy and distance she had earned, by her valuing.
The summons she received from the apparently pregnant faerie earned the pregnant fey nothing but a cold smile and a plain nod in acknowledgement. The death knight decided not to make a quip at the faerie's expense since the woman had at least addressed her with the respect that likely only the half-vampire felt she herself deserved, and plus she hadn't warmed up mentally enough to come up with one before the sorceress excused herself. She'd consider making up for her failings in that department if and when she saw the faerie again. In the meantime, the Korort noblewoman made her way to her commander's tent.
The meeting would be one of those rare times when she behaved respectfully, as it was only proper that even a noble show deference to their commander when it came to matters of war and battle. When she arrived at Ur-Wind's tent, she would give her name to the guards if present and wait respectfully to be called in. If there were no guards, then she would simply enter the tent slowly and then announce herself as "Aurelia of House Korort." Regardless of how she ended up in the tent, however, she would continue by offering a salute to the kobold before standing at attention and speaking. "Reporting as per your order, commander."
"Okay." Huldah offered softly to Zahra's answer, nodding as she started to dig into her own rations. At the catwoman's own question, she'd stop, glancing around at the bustle of the camp going on around them. "Most of them are pretty good, I guess." She answered slowly, shrugging.
"I dun trust 'em" Zahra replied, taking another bite. "'specially 'at Kor an' Aurelia. Get a bad feelin'. Jus' get a bad feelin' all way round" she continued as she chewed, "not sure 'bout 'ese mercs."
The half-deaf spider couldn't really make out what the faerie mumbled in response, but given that her face hadn't distorted in any really noticeable displeasure, she figured she didn't need to worry about it.
Hmmmmm. Planning out what to do with her little babies was a bit of an exercise. She always was glad to make some more, sure, but right now she was in the middle of the goddamn Anudor. What was she supposed to do with 'em? If she just took 'em out into the dunes somewhere, they'd probably fry, and if they didn't, they'd probably starve. She considered laying her extra eggs for them, but then... well, she had to make those eggs out of something, and once again, she was in the goddamn Anudor. Food didn't grow on trees 'round here! And even if it did, there weren't any trees anyway. All the food they had was in Bob's caravan, and that tightwad was probably already dividing her vittles up to feed the three fairies she'd called - she couldn't just pop eggs out all over the place - she'd starve! ...I mean, sure, she might not need to eat that much since she was an Arachne, but dammit, she liked food!
Since she'd taken a nice, long sleep after laying her babies (probably a bad idea, on her part) she wasn't going to have much time before the ravenous little shits came out and hatched. She wasn't especially pleased with the idea of just hurling 'em out into the wastes, so without much fanfare, she took off up the stairs into the giant machine's room, then up the wall and through the hole in the ceiling to pester what's-his-face, to see if he had anywhere he might be able to accomodate a few dozen ravenous knee-high spiderlings. Now that she thought about it, she could probably hack apart a good few boulder-sized chunks from the Invader-ship to toss and leave where-ever she ended up putting 'em, too... that'd last 'em for a bit. Might not smell nice, though...
Kor has his next words stolen by a low moan as he laid back and relaxed, Emi's small kisses and agile tongue rendering him mute as the half vampire put his effort to holding his hips still for her. Groaning softly and twisting slightly as the fey continued to drive his lust higher with each passing moment her heavenly mouth brought him bliss, he glanced down as the loud pop signaled her pulling back, though her stroking fingers soon had him laying back as she spoke.
"It's nice to know I'm entertaining at least" Kor panted out, amazed she'd kept teasing him for over 20 minutes, she was devoted at least, he'd never doubt that, and judging from the pleasure still rolling along his nerves like a heady drug, he certainly wasn't complaining.
When Emi decided he'd had enough of a break, Kor couldn't stop the muscles along his thighs from writhing underneath his alabaster pale flesh, tensing and releasing in pleasure as his length throbbed softly within the heat of Emi's bobbing mouth as she drew another long, lust laden moan from his own lips.
Leaving her eggs where they were, still inside of Tilda, and allowing the faeries to perhaps see about helping her with the actual birthing, Solidyn clambered upstairs all the way to the crazy old man's inner chambers. She would find the tall Su-Ku-Ta standing beside a counter, seemingly cooking something while humming tunelessly to himself. Her entrance caused him to spin in place, a quirked eyebrow already raised, and he immediately asked; "You.... You're that spider! What do you want?"
One simple explanation later and the man was blanching, clearly finding the idea of housing her young in his tower unpleasant. "The only place you could put them would be basement 4. That's all the way downstairs, in the labyrinth through the cave passageway. Pretty far underground, very dank, very remote. Make sure that you close the trap door behind you when you come back up! Don't want them getting up into the tower proper. Very dangerous stuff down there, try not to touch anything yourself."
~~~~Aurelia~~~~
The expression of the satyr guard soured visibly at the sight of Aurelia, but he simply nodded her in and told her that she was expected. Inside she would find the kobold commander, Ur-Wind, standing on a chair sized for a normal person and looking over a map beside a Su-Ku-Ta male that she didn't recognize. The man was easily the oldest of the cat-folk she had seen, and also possessed of the most animal traits she had seen from any of the beast-kin with which she was familiar. Both looked up from the map when Aurelia entered and announced herself, the kobold offering her a nod to her while the catman simply examined her in what could only be called a stoic manner.
"At easy Lady Korort," said Ur-Wind, before gesturing toward the map and saying; "You are an experienced campaigner. What do you know about siege warfare?"
~~~~Kor~~~~
Emi's bobbing steadily only got faster, the faerie working her mouth onto his shaft relentlessly for the next several moments, leaving Kor to endure the pleasure hell for what would seem like a fairly brief encounter. By all appearances it looked as if the nymph was going to bring him to orgasm, but just as Kor was reaching towards his peek, his cock throbbing and ready to spray his seed into the warm depths of her mouth, she simply... Stopped.
One last slurping bob and Emi simply froze with only the head of his pulsating manhood held in her mouth, her hands resting over his balls and forming a ring with her fingers around the base. He could feel himself ready to burst at the slightest touch, needing nothing more than another bob, or even a quick stroke to send him to climactic bliss, but the faerie gave him no such release. Looking up at him with a head that was half-tilted, her lips sealed around the tip of his dick, Kor would feel Emi's tongue making slow circles over the head, lapping up his pre-release emissions and sending pleasure shooting up his spine but not giving him the release that his body so desperately needed. Her hand began to slowly massage his balls, doing nothing at all to assuage his frustration but still adding to the pleasure burning through him.
Vines suddenly coiled out from the ground beneath his tent, pulling Kor's hands to the ground and draping over his neck, not applying pressure unless he attempted to pull away, and even in that event not causing him any harm. He was beginning to cool down, but the faerie evidently realized as much since she slowly bobbed downwards again, letting him feel every inch of his shaft vanishing into the warm recesses of her mouth until the tip was pressing against the back of her throat, putting him right back on the edge. She drew back equally slowly, but the passes made by her tongue along the underside of his length nearly made him cum despite her expert control, and only a quick squeeze around the base and another long period of waiting on the tip kept Kor from achieving the release that his body was so vehemently demanding.
Once that crises was averted, Emi drew off of his length with a pop only to begin kissing and licking the tip, the fingers around his shaft giving it the occasional slow tug while maintaining eye contact. "Would you like to cum?" she asked casually, before trailing kisses down his shaft to displace one hand with her mouth, sucking on his balls while shifting her stroking, leaving one hand around the base of his prick while the other gently stroked the top half. Both if his balls got about three minutes or so off attention apiece, Emi switching back and forth between them regularly but keeping her sucking even, and stroking consistently all the while without responding to anything that he might say. It allowed him to relax just a tiny bit from the edge, though he was still dangerously close thanks to the constant pleasure that she was providing, and when she finally shifted her mouth from his balls to run a slow lick from the base all the way up to the tip while returning her hands to their previous positions, Kor was put right back on the edge of cumming.
"Would you like me to make you cum?" she asked again, in the same casual tone. And again, she seemingly ignored his reply completely, taking the tip back into her mouth and suckling at it for a moment before starting to bob onto it again. She kept her pace at the perfect balance to keep him right on the tipping point without allowing him over the edge, and if he made any effort to push his hips up to meet her bobbing Kor would find his legs bound just as effectively as his arms. She pulled off of his length again, and this time began to cover his throbbing staff in kisses and licks that served just as effectively as her slow bobs in keeping the half-vampire right on the cusp of spilling his seed.
~~~~Zahra/Huldah~~~~
Zahra and Huldah were, again, left to their own devices as they ate. The other mercenaries gave them a wide berth, largely due to Zahra's anti-social nature with the males of her species and the fact that Huldah was a gemini herself. The faeries were largely busy and seldom actually needed food or water, even out here in the desert.
(You two should play out your conversation. I have nothing to input at this point, it's on your initiative to do things.)
((Had plans to, completely forgot. all my fault, hah.))
Huldah nodded along, giving a more emphatic shake in time with Zahra's mention of the two darker mercs they were working with. She finished her mouthful and gave a shrug after her companion had finished. "I dunno, Zahra. They mean well, I think, and it is nice having all the help around. if it was just us, we'd have seen this town and just kept walking, food or no, eh?"
Zahra rolled her eyes at what Huldah said, still chewing on her food. The former human had this obnoxious belief that people were basically good, just sometimes misguided. It drove the archer up a fucking wall. "Dunno I'd say 'ey meant good" she replied before taking a big bite, mumbling around it "dunno wot 'ey mean. An' I want people I can trust 'round, not jus' bodies. No good if 'ey mite 'urt us."
"I don't think they'd hurt -us-..." Huldah answered, though she didn't sound completely convinced. "And they have been helping, right?" She asked sullenly. The rest of her food went down in just a few more bites, the gemini letting out a sigh as she finished.
"Well, ain't no coin innit fer'um ta 'urt us. But we ain't parta 'eir group" Zahra replied around her mouthful of rations. "Don't trust 'em" she repeated, swallowing it down and looking at the rest. Some of them seemed okay. The quartermaster was a good guy, for instance. But the catgirl didn't know that it was worth the rest of them. "Dunno if 'ey've got reason 'sides coin. 'ey don't care 'bout 'is place, not really."
“isn‘t coin enough though, if they‘re helping?“ Huldah asked following Zahra‘s gaze and catching sight of the quartermaster. She liked Bob. The man always smiled when he spoke to her, and she never saw him giving her odd glances when he thought she wasn‘t looking.
