Decadents and Dropouts IC

[Belinda35]

Phyliss Ovida

"Now there are only three of us. You are my only friends left, and we must now stick together..." Phyliss couldn't go on, because the half-elf arrived, with some important message. She brushed her voluminous snakes to the side and looked at the parchments. "Why, fantastic! Our boat is there...now we just need the two sailors now, and..."

"Sorry, lady, only one sailor." Skandölf had gotten in. "Nobody elsed dared to hire after the incident in the tavern. " Skandölf stopped. He didn't add that many said "sailing with a woman might bring bad luck, so see what happens if this woman has snakes on her head as extra addition."

"Oh no, but we need a second sailor. Do you have an idea, Mr. Zaehn?"

 

[Belinda35]

The Narrator - Hardon

Haerdon rorared with laughter. "As an old barbarian saying goes - Real men don't wash - but they want their women to be clean. My old friend has no tub, but there was a bowl. We can send him out. Of course, there is although a little pond at the creek, just about a 100 yards away."

 

[Nidhogg]

-Z-

Given that a female drow was said to have been on the other side of that scuffle from Phyliss and her friends, Z wasn't overly surprised that Relic wasn't here. He also didn't see the kobold with them, which explained why no one saw one. Phyliss' comment on how Gryph and Trunfor were all the friends she had left cut him deep. Whatever they were trying to do would be harder with just the three of them. It wasn't his problem, though. Even if he wanted to go along he'd just cause more issues than he solved. They didn't need the kind of trouble that seemed to pop up wherever he went.

Zahn gave the old man a look over. One was better than nothing. "Neither Mister Zaeel or I have any reliable way of finding another hand for the ship. However, Mister Zaeel will likely still be talking to the Guildmaster he purchased the boat from, so I will go and inform him and he can take things from there. Your boat is docked in the Sailor's Guild private docks. It isn't a secured area, but if any of the guild guards stop you, the paperwork will make them leave you alone. If you are looking for my suggestion, one of you should go with your sailor to prepare the ship, while the other two get supplies."

Zahn gave the common room a quick glance, then headed for the door. "I am heading to the guildhouse right now. If you have anything left to do here, I would suggest you deal with it. Otherwise you may as well follow me. The entrance to the private dockyard is by the guildhouse, and you'll need to get creative to purchase your supplies. Any safe general store would be closed by now."

Z was slightly concerned about Gryph as he didn't look entirely well. He might have been suffering some side effect to whatever that smoke was. Z could probably come up with a medicine for that, but now was a bad time to start mixing potions.

 

[Belinda35]

Phyliss Ovida

"That is must kind of you, Mr. Zaehn. She looked at her two friends. So, we have to decide. Who gets supplies and who checks the ship with our first mate?" Phyliss looked at her two friends.

 

[DormantEvil]

Relic

Grinning widely, Relic leaned backwards and arched her back as if cracking it. A wade in the pool would feel great after the day she had been having. Although, it would leave her exposed. But perhaps that would be how she would show she had no cards hidden up her sleeve. Maybe.

"I think the bowl will do, care to join me? Perhaps you can help...I'm sure you'd like to make sure I wasn't hiding something dangerous on me."

With a soft purr, she stopped her gentle kissing of his collarbone and shoulder and looked up at him. Her lips soon brushing his briefly before jumped out of his lap. She picked up her belt off the ground, and started to untie her shirt. Slowly revealing more of her chest before turning her attention to the lacing on her corset. When it fell into her hands, she tossed it to him.

 

[Belinda35]

The Narrator - Haerdon
Haerdon grinned. Of course could that little drow not resist him, which woman couldn't? He stood up, and threw the corset away. She could buy new clothes from the money she would get, so she should not bother to get her old ones ripped off.
"I'll help you undressing." His huge hand grapped her and simple ripped her shirt apart.

 

[Avellan13]

Trunfor Blackheart

"I`ll check the ship if that`s alright. I`m tired of being in public settings and want to be back in my original form. Not having my wings to use makes me feel uncomfortable and vulnerable."

Trunfor looked at Phyliss and Gryph, waiting to see what they would do.

 

[Belinda35]

"Now, that is fine. You will go with Skandölf, then, and we will meet you at the boat. I will get some supplies with Gryph. I am sure someone will sell us, if we ask properly. We need food, wine, some blankets, soap, a new washing bowl, and yes, another crossbow and some bolts would be fine. I will think of the rest on the way." said Phyliss. She had prepared to leave quite eraly, so that there wasn't much packing to be done.

 

[DormantEvil]

Relic

With a fake gasp, Relic watched as he ripped her shirt the rest of the way open. Glad that it was just the ties that snapped and not the fabric itself. She liked that shirt, it was her favorite. In normal circumstances she might have given him a quick palm to the base of his nose. But for now, she simply let him expose her breasts and toned stomach. Bending her shoulders back, she let the now 'ruined' fabric slip from her arms onto the ground.

"I like your style..." she purred, stepping up to his body. Her breasts were just above average in size and were still adolescent perky, she would have had a lot more trouble as a thief and assassin if they were voluptuous and bouncy. He probably would have enjoyed that better though.

With her fingernails scratching his skin gently, she pushed her hands in under his shirt and around to his back. Enjoying the warmth his body gave off. Leaning up to mesh her lips against his as forcefully as a whore in heat might. The light reflected off her pale gray skin, and it looked smooth apart from a few nicks and scars that were long since healed up. She had athletic muscle structure, with little fat on her arms and body. Built for flexibility, stealth and lightness on feet. Not brute strength.

 

[DeathsKnight]

Gryph

Having recovered from the aftereffects of the gas and listened to the conversation, he also studied the human as Phyliss told him of the encounter and because he had learned to read wild animals and found humans easy to read through their eyes, he was intrigued that this human hid his emotions and thoughts as well as an animal...beast...monster. Again something niggled him about the human, he was too oily, too slick, but that could be that he was just a very good negotiator. Gryph scratched his chin and realized that he was growing some stubble.

"Don't forget to add razors to that list you are making, I'm starting to look like a mongrel pup."

He eyed the human and wondered why this one bothered him so much, even Trunfor who looked like a demon didn't bother him, but this seemingly harmless human, then it struck Gryph what bothered him so much. The human seemed too harmless, like there was no guile in him or that he could harm them in any way and that was wrong, very wrong. He smiled to himself as he finally figured out what had bothered him and it helped him to stay on guard and vigilant always.

 

[Belinda35]

Phyliss Ovida

Phyliss had noticed the way that Gryph studied the half-elf, but didn't pay much attention to it. Gryph was just cautios, and that was a good thing. And it seemed that he had recovered. She run her hand over his cheek. "We will get you a razor as well." she said. "But you could grow your hair a bit longer, I like that."
Tronfur, now in human form, had agreed to visit the ship; if Skandölf was happier to go with a human looking creature, he didn't show it. "Take good care of your valuable things." whispered Phyliss into Tronfurs ear. She didn't want Tronfurs gold to be stolen; but he didn't have much luggage, so he should be able to take care of that. She waved him goodbye. Zaehn had left already, so they just had to pay for their rooms and gather their luggage before shopping. "To bad our horse is gone. But we could not take it on board. anyhow. Maybe we will buy a cheap cart to pull the supplies, or we will hire somebody to carry them along to the boat. You have to carry enough with our luggage, so that you can't carry all that stuff alone, even if you are strong enough. By the way..." she went up into the room, where they still had their belongings. She closed the door behind her and Gryph. "I liketo talk with you about something. And sit down, I don't want to look up to you while I speak." She pushed against his shoulders to make him sit on the bed, although she knew she could press forever if he would not like to move.

 

[Belinda35]

The Narrator- Haerdon

"OI knew you like it." He grabbed for her pants, and ripped them down to her boots, not wasting time to pull them over her feet. He groped her but with his large hand, just hard enough to leave bruises. He was indeed a bit dissapointed that her breasts weren't any bigger, but you take what you get. He squeezed her left breast nonetheless, just to check how firm it was and how much pressure she could take.

 

[Avellan13]

Trunfor Blackheart

Trunfor nodded to Phyliss and checked his bag while following the sailor to the boat. He checked throught the bag to make sure everything was there; Journal, spelbook, gold bar, various books, spell component pouch... yes everything was there.

He closed the bag and soon arrived at the boat. Trunfor boarded the ship and nodded in approval. This place would do fine. Trunfor headed to the bottom deck, where the sleeping quarters were usually located. He headed for the room on the far left and walked inside.

It wasn`t much, just like any bedroom on a ship. About 8 ft by 13 ft with a small bed in one corner to his right, a dresser, and a small bedside table. This place was perfect for him. Trunfor dropped his belonging on the bed and headed back up to the top deck, he needed to set up wards and alarm spells to provide security.

 

[Belinda35]

The Narrator - Skandölf

Skandölf had a look over the boat. That Tronfur fellow - who had changed his shape - obviously didn't know much about boats, but he found himself a place in the cargo load. He wondered if the lady, as he called the gorgon, would like such a simply boat. Skandölf had seen it all, so he would ride a bunch of monsters, a really pretty one, and two male ones, so what. The boat seemed allright, nice size, easy to steer, no problems so far, if they could get a second man. That was more of the problem, but not his. The name of the boat, arrh, he renembered. So they sold the old pirates boat. This would become a interesting journey.

 

[DormantEvil]

Relic

Digging her fingernails into the first layer of his skin, she scratched across his back as he groped her. Letting out a few gasps and pants to let him know she enjoyed it. The more he felt she was out of her own control the better. His grip was firm, strong and showed just how powerful he could be. It was a dangerous place for her to be in. But she tried to forget that for now and just act like a whore.

He had bared her to those who might be walking past, if any. And she shivered softly as the cool breeze on her back, breasts and now across her ass and legs accentuated her exposure. Swishing her hair back over her shoulders, she ripped his shirt apart with less power but the same roughness as he had hers just moments ago. And with a quick jump, she held his shoulders and wrapped her legs around his waist.

Leaning in, she kissed along his exposed chest, a hand running up the back of his neck to curl through his hair.

"Do you like putting on a show? Or would inside suit you...whatever you want."

 

[Belinda35]

The Narrator - Haerdon

"Allright, I don't give a show for this llering bastards." He carried Relic along, as he entered the tiny shed. He tossed a coin to the old man. "Go, get something to eat." The cottager caught the coin and hurried out.
"So we are all alone in this stinking hole."
The description wasn't that bad, although the old man did try to keep his place tidy. There was hardly any furniture. There was no bed, but just some bags, filled with straw, and something that looked like a handmade footstool, a tiny table, a fireplace and a rusty kettle on it.

 

[DormantEvil]

Relic

"Oh, I don't think its bad enough to spoil the mood." Grinning, she leaned in and nibbled on his bottom lip, before kissing him roughly again. Squeezing her legs, she pressed herself up against him more. Her hand on his neck tightening around his hair as she broke off the kiss after letting her tongue enter his mouth for the briefest of moments. With a long fluid motion she licked up the side of his neck, before relaxing her legs and dropping her feet back to the shed floor.

Pulling his shirt open more, she slowly began the decent to her knees. Nibbling and kissing down his chest, her tongue circling each nipple slowly and purposefully. Before her hands slipped down to his pants and she worked to undo them. Her tongue and lips caressing down along his stomach, even moving over to his hips before her fingers finally freed what she hoped was enjoying and reacting to her teasing.

Finally, her knees touched the ground and she smiled up at him. Nipping him on the waist as if hinting something she hoped he didn't need a hint to get the idea of.

 

[Belinda35]

The Narrator - Haerdon

Haerdon had first in mind to rip her boots and pants off, but what she was offering so directly left some more moments of time for him. Maybe he would keep the drow as well, a barbarian might have just two women. He opened his own pants and pulled his large member out, that was already swollen. He moved it with one hand to he rlips, while he grabbed her hair with the other hand. Needless to waste any more words, he thought.

 

[Belinda35]

The Narrator - Skandölf

The old sailor checked the little cog once more. A former pirate-ship... he renembered well how he rode once one himself. In his lifetime, he had been a common sailor, and a pirate, just as life came to him. Being pirate had been much more dangerous, but less boring. He wondered what kind of sailor would show up. Two of them could operate the boat, if the two other men were helping with some tasks that even nonsailors could learn in a few days. The big one should be quite handy, and the other one, who knows. He had seen that the creature who helped him had changed his appearance after leaving the tavern. As Skandölf went on deck again, he saw a boy hiding on deck. He dashed forward to catch him, but the boy was faster and jumped from board and run away. There was no use in chasing him; he was faster, could hide anywhere in the harbour and wasn't worth that efforts. Maybe just a thief, having bad luck in finding anything valuable on deck, or a curious child. Who cares. He sat down on the elevated aft.

 

[Nidhogg]

-Z-

Z knocked on Macaroy's office door. He could smell fresh smoke from her pipe. She had switched to something stronger this time. Hopefully she'd still be coherent enough to help Zahn out.

Macaroy shouted out from behind the door. "If that's not the hot little elf-boy or a man of at least equal physical attractiveness then you can fuck off!" She started to giggle at herself after shouting that.

Zahn shook his head and went inside. Macaroy had gone back to the disheveled appearance she had when Zahn first met her. She'd taken her coat off and undone most of the buttons on the front of her shirt. Her boots were off and her bare feet were up on her desk. She smiled when she saw Zahn, then began giggling again.

Z moved over to the desk and looked at the beautiful dwarf. "Couldn't wait for me to start the party?"

She took another drag from her pipe and blew a few smoke rings, then gave Z a sultry smile.

Z sighed. "I am afraid I need a favor before I can finish my task." Macaroy gave an exaggerated pouty frown. "Sorry, but the people I got the boat for are one sailor short. We can pay for their services, but the passengers are an...unusual group that make people uncomfortable."

Macaroy gave Z a quizzical look. "You sure you're not doing something illegal or unsavory with that boat?"

"Positive. We're down to three passengers, but all three are among the nicest and most genuine people I have ever met. They are good people who are judged quite harshly just for being different. Open mindedness doesn't seem to be a common trait amongst sailors."

Macaroy gave a heavy sigh and shrugged her shoulders. "Doesn't seem common amongst anyone around these parts. So...what? You want me on your boat? I'm flattered but I don't think you all could afford me."

"No, I was just-" Z was cut off by Macaroy's laugh.

"I'm joking, sweet cheeks. You were hoping I might know someone who fits the bill?" The dwarf grinned from ear to ear. "It just so happens I do. Go to your boat, and I will bring your sailor in fifteen minutes or so. But after this favor, you're mine for the rest of the night." She winked at Zahn.

Zahn smiled at the inebriated dwarf. "Deal."

He turned around and headed out of the office. The last thing he heard was Macaroy cursing at her boots, then falling over and giggling.

Back by the boat, Z put his fingers to his mouth and gave a loud and sharp whistle. "Trunfor!?"

While he waited for a response, Z scanned the dockside. The empty dockyard and open spaces made him uncomfortable. But for the Phyliss, Gryph and Trunfor, the fewer people watching them get on their boat the better.

 

[Avellan13]

Trunfor Blackheart

Trunfor looked up as someone called his name. He put down his spell book and walked up to the top deck. He saw Z and approached him with a questioning look, "Yes Z, can I help you? Is there a problem?"

 

[Nidhogg]

-Z-

Zahn walked over to the plank leading up to the boat. "How is your sailor doing? The second sailor you will need shall be here soon, then you should be able to get the sail unfurled and rigged. There shouldn't be much else that needs to be done, but make sure you give the boat a good inspection. Never hurts to have another pair of eyes looking for possible problems."

Z looked back towards the docks and waits silently for Macaroy and her sailor. He shifted his weight slightly, just to make sure he still felt the weight of his kukri. There was no reason for it to not be there, but Z wasn't one for making assumptions.

 

[DeathsKnight]

Gryph

He frowned, wondering if he did anything wrong, but at her insistent pressure he sat down, it could not be about Trunfor as he already have accepted the little half-fiend, maybe it's about Relic or Haerdon? Gryph ran the different scenarios through his mind as he looked at Phyliss from his seated position.

 

[Belinda35]

Phyliss Ovida

"Now, just before we will go shopping, I want to take care of something. You know that I have lost Verialyn and Canut, who had been my first true friends for a long time. Then I found you and Tronfur, and I don't want to lose any of you. So if you really care for me, do swear that I will never be the cause of a fight between you two, whatever might happen ever." She stood close before Gryph, now really in eyeheight, as he sat down on the flat bed.

 

[DeathsKnight]

Gryph

Gryph smirked,

"You have a something for the little guy don't you? Well I will not kill him if that is what bothers you and of course you are free to do as you please, so don't worry about me, I'm fine with whatever you do OK?"