It takes Two -Closed to PrudeinOC-

[amon_darknight]

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A large noble house, a castle to some, to nobles it was a "Lovely home" This particular noble house had quite the view. It sat on the high cliffs, over looking the Ocean, to the east was the docks, they controlled the docks. It served as the perfect look out, they could see the boats, they could see who was coming in and who was going out. These nobles were very well guarded as well. Many came here to trade or seek there valuables. They often over charged and robbed people for there wares.

There was a small band rogues, known for there abilities. They loved to steal, they loved to do jobs for gold, or for favors, some did jobs for information. Well, one particular job that was given to a rogue named

"Myxoplyx, we have a job for you, one that we know you can handle."

The parchment was handed to the small dark skin elf, with a bald head for a sharper, quicker travel, no wind resistance. He dressed in black leather, with buckles all over him on areas where the leather did not cover. He wore a fancy bracer on his left hand and a gauntlet on his belt loop. His gray cloak seemed to move in a breeze that only made it flow it seemed. This dark elf, named Myxoplyx looked at the parchment, read through his crimson brown, almost red eyes and he grinned as he looked to the Guild leader.

Myxoplyx: "Thank you boss, I will not let you down. I have a score to settle with that family."

He bowed low and turned to walk out of the building. He knew he had to get to work on this one. This was one hell of a house to get into, highly guarded, highly warded, eyes everywhere. He shook his head and made his way to his home. He put his hand to the door way and released the arcane lock.

"Black"

He walked in than and placed his cloak on the rack and he walked in. The place was huge, even though it looked small from the outside. He looked at the planning board and started to write things out.

"Planning stage."

Myxoplyx than walks out of his place, he takes a hat off the wall and his cloak, he walks out of his place and looks to the door, he sees the glow and thinks, "Red"

He places the hat on his head and put his cloak on, he grows taller and has a very noble look to him. White robe, royal blue cape, lots of jewelry, rings, necklaces, these fancy spectacles. He walked and made his way to the noble house, he walked with a few others on the road to the noble house. He looked around, saw all the traffic going to there to conduct there business. He could easily rob them all, and they wouldn't even know it, but he had to keep himself under control, did not want to draw attention to himself. He took notes of all the guards, paying close attention to there moods, how tired they looked, how alert they were, the weapons they carried, the hand they favored. He grinned and whistled a note as he got to the gate and saw three more guards, they wanted to know why he was there.

"Noble Hatson, surveyor of fish and wares of the sea. Here to see about making a trade for services."

He saw the guards and took note of a wizard with a scrying crystal. He knew his disguise could not be undone by a lowly wizard and his earring could protect his mind from intruders. He saw the guards wave him in and he walked on by, this bridge was high and no way one could survive the jump, too many rocks below. He took note of a strong ocean breeze, it was constant. The walk took about 15 minutes from gate check point and no horses were allowed on the bridge, he had to find out how did they got in. He had been in this place a total of three times, mainly for scouting and only once for a kill.

He was in and he looked around, saw this "house" castle. He again made notes of the guards, inventorying them in his mind, they all looked bored, like they wanted a fight, wanted some action. He walked into the audience hall and saw the line, he looked to the sun, it was high noon. He knew he would be here till at least mid day before he had an audience. He told the guard his name and he walked into the garden area and he sat down, he adjusted his spectacles and let them record what he saw. His job was a tough one, there was a piece of inventory they really wanted to get there hands on, he had to figure a way to get into the storage room, he looked around some more as he saw a slave approach him and hand him a wine goblet. He smiled and nodded his head, handing the slave some silver coins.

He enjoyed his time here, he ran his hands through the fake long hair, he smiled as he sipped the expensive wine, seeing people waiting around. Six guards roamed the garden, not really looking like they cared for everyone here. He saw they wore scale mail, some wore gorgets that protected there necks, some wore full helms, all had long swords on there hips and they carried spears with the family banner, a eagle with the sun behind it. Gold tabards with a white trim, "fancy" he though to himself.

He wondered how many other jobs there were for this place, stealing, gather intell, he knew this family liked to think they ran the city. Little did they know they were a big, fat target. Myxoplyx grinned as his wine was refilled. He looked around and wondered who else was working on this place... he loved how the breeze blew here, the air felt wonderful on his skin. He gave the slave a few more silver coins and smiled. Everything he was taking in, soon he would have enough and he would go back to plan, he just had to figure out where this particular item the guild had an interest in was being kept. He had to think.

Wands, Haste, spider climb, wind wall and levitation.

He looked to his hand and saw the rings he chose to wear, lightning bolt, fireball, shatter.

He knew he could change his appearance and all, but he had to do this task very carefully. He knew he should be very careful, he could fight, but no one could fight all these guards, they had wizards and they had clerics.

He chuckled and sipped on his wine, than he saw a man walk up to him and tap a wand on his goblet and he looked to him as he met eyes with a wizard, he wore a gold robe, Myxoplyx nodded his head and smiled. The wizard eyed him and than walked off, tapping wine goblets to chill them.

So wandering Wizards as well... they had this place secure. But Myxoplyx was no novice...

"I will crack this..."

He grinned as he walked down one of the large halls, admiring the statues and art as he walked by.

 

[PrudeinOC]

Karas introduction

She was a ragged thing, in filthy robes of indeterminate color, more holes than fabric. The fabric was coarse linen and what was left of it was thread bare. With the hood up and her posture hunched she let her hair hang forward out of the cowl to aide in obscuring her face. To the casual glance she was a sad waif child begging on the docks, pitiful to look upon and wreched. The disguise helped her blend into a crowd, to be pitied and forgotten. No one would remember her. And a few fools were even douped into giving her their coins. She had gathered 5 marks for her begging to accentuate the 72 she aquired by picking their pockets.

The docks were the perfect place for her to target, an every day changing crowd of rich merchants and drunken sailors to relieve of their extra coin. And honestly, they expected it to happen. If someone managed a trip into the city proper and back to the boat with their purse strings intact they would wonder what was wrong with the thieves guild...

The crowds at the docks began to thin out and Kara knew she needed to leave or risk discovery. The only escape if her mark was too alert or she slipped up was in being able to melt into the crowd and disappear, not that she had been made in many years since she was a very green apprentice. She had been a natural from the beginning.

Kara slipped through the crowd and the further she got from the docks the straighter she walked until her full height 5' 1" as twilight fell she arrived to her home, a modest place rented through the guild with exceptionally secure locks for a commoner. Her furnishings were sparse and she had nothing decorative. If you came into her home you would find no clues to her personality and would likely turn around as there was obviously nothing of value to be found.
The furniture was all solid and simply constructed. Kara went to the small wardrobe and took the tattered shift off and hung it up. She then pushed the remaining shabby garments to the side. She found the latch and slid the hidden door to the side. The hidden room was almost as large as the rest of the home, in here you could see her personality come through in the decorative touches, the spashes of plush vibrant fabrics that would be out of place in a home in this district.
There were no windows, but lush silks in chartruse draped from the ceiling, the sconces were elegant and excessive for the space. She had another much larger wardrobe filled with elegant finery. She selected her next outfit with care, she wanted to be alluring and let her clevage be distracting. Tonight was a two person gig and she was the distraction, her partner would be doing the pilfering and they would split the night's haul.

Kara went to the bathing room after carefully laying out her night's garments on the bed. She spent careful attention cleaning the grime and untangling her hair. Once she was clean she let the water wash over her down between her perky breasts.

It was time to go. She dried off and put the garments on, the bodice accentuated her breasts and the blue in the gown accentuated her eyes. Once she was ready and her haul was stowed away in her secure chest hidden in a second secret chamber inside her secret chamber. She was off to the Tipsy Stallion to work her night job.

 

[amon_darknight]

Myxoplyx was approched when he turned the corner, the mage from before tapped him on the shoulder. Myxoplyx calmly turned and bowed to the mage. "Oh, my good wizard, my wine glass is not needed for chilling, I thank you though." Myxoplyx smiled as he bowed again, he noticed the wizard was looking him over, Myxoplyx was well guarded, didnt let the wizard get to him. Myxoplyx studied the mage, two rings, a sturdy amulet, wood to the looks of it, long baggy robes and to top it off, a pointy wizard hat, typical for one his type. He indeed looked formidable in the arcane ways, the years of knowledge etched into the wrinkles of his face. But Myxoplyx was also wise to the ways of wizards. He took note of his belt, he had multiple pouches, he could smell a feint scent, something familar. What was it? "Excuse me, might I ask what that herb scent that might be that is on you?" The wizard smiled at him than. He replied "wolfsbane my kind lord, please take comfort in the plaza, we cannot have guests wandering and missing their audience, what business do you have with the family?" Myxoplyx smiled and nodded. "Well wizard, not that it is any of your business, but my family is invested in trade of pearls, you see we are divers and gather many clams, searchi g for pearls, with these pearls we buy and trade for other services and material, I also have come across..." Myxoplyx saw a guard come around the corner and the wizard raised his hand. "You were saying my lord?" Myxoplyx smiled and waved his hand as he started to head back to the plaza.

The wizard watched as the noble walked away, something was strange about him. Myxoplyx walked back to the plaza and sat on a bench, seeing the wizard did not follow. He knew they did not see through his disguise. What was that about though? Myxoplyx decided it was time to leave, he informed a guard of his departure and he left at once. Be found himself back at his base, there he spoke with a few of the leaders, told them he would find out where they kept the loot they wanted him to steal. This was a big job and Myxoplyx was efficient at what he did, he told them all the recon he found out, drew out a large detailed map of the place, he pointed out weak points, in's and outs. He just needed more time and a different set up for dealing with that wizard. He asked the higher ups about the wolfsbane, he now came to realize all the guards had it on them as well, but why? Myxoplyx blinked and soon found he was in his hideout, the "looks bigger on the inside" place. He drew out the place on his wall parchment, he looked it over and studied it. He sighed as he looked and saw he was out of the elven wine he liked so much. "Guess, its to the bar" He stood and threw his dark brown cloak on as he walked outside. "Red" he thought as he closed the door and headed to the bar.

He entered the bar and saw the many patrons here, the shady many, the town guards, the slutty types, the drinkers, the lonely, the crowd pleasers. He saw them all, this was one of the more popular bars here. Myxoplyx wore a disguise, he looked as a dwarven male, dark hair, two braids in his beard, he surrendered his axe as he came in, he went to sit at a table and waited for the bar maid. He spoke in a perfect dwarven accent, "some fine dwarven mead!" Not what he wanted, but something to get the night started. He loved listening to the conversations, learning what he could, sifting through the bullshit, picking the little pieces of truth he could get out. He smiled as he was served and he tipped a few silver as his mug was brought.

 

[PrudeinOC]

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Kara that entered the Tipsy Stallion would never be suspected to have been the same ragged urchin from earlier. She was luminous after her bath, her hair luxurious and rich chocolate brown past her shoulders. Her gown was elegant and lovely, but not so expensive or opulent as to seem too out of place. It set off her previously unseen and non exsistant (bound) bosom to lushious globes peeking from the top of her bodice with sufficient size they jiggled if she walked or laughed.

The Tipsy Stallion catered to everyone from merchants to off duty guardsmen, locals and foreign alike. All manner of people were present and the only ones denied service would be riff raffs. On her way in she saw the cloaked figure of Antony rise up and nod from the shadows at her arrival. She did not glance his way or acknowledge him in any capacity, they had worked this gig a thousand times before and no words were necessary. She went in first and established her place by the bar, assuming the mantle of boisterously lonely upper middle-class lady out for a night of naughty fun.

Within a milisecond an older prosperous merchant was next to her. "My dear you look thirsty, what can I get you?"

Kara blushed prettily, "you're too kind sir!" He laid down a coin of sufficient value to buy 3 of the most expensive drinks in the bar and goaded her, "anything you like darlin! I've got you covered! "

As if... he was of an age between old enough to be her father but not quite of an age to be her grandfather. He did have a distinguished look about him and the purse he pulled his coin from did seem to be filled with many similar. "Well." She hesitated "go on my dear go on" and he waved the bark eep over to take my order "I have always wanted to try ale. All we have at home is wine and whisky"
The bartenders eyes glinted at the coin and the merchant said "you hear the lass! A mug of your finest ale, make it two and I'll join you" Kara tittered and accepted.

When the ale arrived they toasted glasses and that's the moment his purse strings were cut. She couldn't see Antony, except to recognize the hand as she saw the purse vanish.

She made a show of smelling the brew hesitantly and got some foam on her nose. She let out an adorable sneeze and put on her most mortified face. The merchant guffawed and the she hesitantly sipped at the ale. Definitely not the best the bar had to offer despite the coin spent. Ah well the night was young.
her merchant told her "it's not for sipping it's for drinking!" And so she took a more respectable swig of the swill and coughed. Making certain her clevage was dancing on it's que.
Got through half the ale listening politely to his small talk when she started to show signs of being tipsy. Laughing too loud at his jokes and then with a final gulp timed to the start of an upbeat melody the musician had just started she popped up, and exclaimed "I want to dance!"

A nearby eager younger off duty guard swooped in and said "allow me!" She let him wisk her to the dance area she could see Antony briefly here and there working the room over for men gazing too long at her, taking advantage of their inattention. It would be too obvious if ONLY people she spoke to feel prey to his pilfering.

She looked up at her guardsman, he was young and handsome, the type that always got the girls, He started to dance and he was actually not bad. His lead was a little rigid, but that's to be expected of a guardsman. "Spin me! Spin me! " Kara exclaimed! That should add to the distraction value as her skirts rose ever higher offering tantalizing flashes of her legs. He asked her name and she just giggled, "wouldn't YOU like to know!" And she fiddled with his button on his shirt. Antony was working people who had full mugs and full plates who wouldn't need to go to their purse for a while. He avoided others in the guild, it went against policy to rob a brother. He didn't go after any guards purses, they would make a vendetta over it. He hit the forgieners and merchants, avoiding those not taken in by her antics or those who were in obvious ready stances. Even relaxing at a bar a genuine fighter had a look of readiness about them.
He was almost done working the room, he had to be in and out quickly and she never left before him.

When the guard tried to get too grabby she made an ordeal of slapping him and exclaimed "how dare you! I'm not some whore to paw all over!" And she stormed off the floor, back to the bar. She sat next to a woman "can you believe the nerve of that jerk!"

It wasn't long till another came to offer her a drink to console her from the trauma she was feigning.

 

[amon_darknight]

Myxoplyx sat at his table and watched as all the patrons around him were in there own worlds it seemed. None really paid attention to others, they were only concerning themselves with there company and there relaxing. He chuckled when he saw this woman start working the men of the bar, she looked familar. If Myxoplyx said he had a skill, it would be the ability to read a person and break them down, to predict there moves, there thoughts. He usually had a pretty high success rate. But he watched this woman closely, she entices the men around her, her flowing around her as she drank with men, danced with them, flirted with them. He saw the play, clear as day. She didn't act like a typical tramp, she was different, she didn't expect, she demanded it seemed like. He saw how fast the movement was, but a trained eye like his. He focused his eyes and saw the man that was working with this woman. Myxoplyx grinned, the perfect disguise, magical. He drank down more of his ale as he read the rable next to him, he picked his mug up and moved before a man crashed through his table and a bar fight broke out. He heard it was over the woman that made herself known to the bar.

Funny how this woman could cause so much chaos in here, there was no shortage of women, he could see the prostitutes were upset, if looks could kill, she would be dead a hundred times over. Even the stables master had fire in his eyes as he saw the patrons were spending time and money not with his girls, but with this new one. Myxoplyx watched closely as he knew something was going to go down. Should he interfere? Yes, no... he hated seeing pretty women hurt for no reason. He looked back to the woman and made his way to her as he already saw the stable master and one other thug headed her way, two of the tramps made there way to her as well. Myxoplyx moved his way as he changed the appearence of his disguise, he grew taller, took a human appearence, short curly brown hair, pencil mustache, very dark brown eyes, strong features, big arms, built chest, noble looking clothes. People quickly got out of his way, Myxoplyx decided he needed a distraction if need be, as he made his way through the crowd, he placed a ring on his finger and touched the ring face to the bare skin of six people, he knew they were inebriated, he whispered under his breath "orc, gnoll, goblin, hobgoblin, orge, imp" he finally made his way to the front of the crowd, his 5'11" frame as he looked to the woman. He made his way to her and took the drink from the man about to console her. He knew he had spiked this with a paralyzing poison if some sort, he dropped it on the ground as he took her hand and led her to the dance floor, men were jealous as they watched this large man take her to the dance floor, he started a very close dance so he could whisper to her. "Listen, ifnI were you, I would signal your partner to leave and vanish with him, you have some bad company coming to you. Do with this info as you will, but I am sure you want to keep doing what you are doing..." he than made a dance move where he pushed her back as he held onto her right hand with his left and spun her very elegantly, letting her spon four times in a row, he made the grab of her hand to stop her and he looked deep into her eyes. "I have passed the info, and my info does not come free or cheap." He shifted his eyes left first, than right to see the men standing there waiting. "See them?" He turned her so her bum was up against his crotch area as he moved with her. "Ohh nice..." He turned her again as he was having a fun time. "What is your name? And pay up as well, before they atrack you, I care not to pick through a dead womans corpse for some gold."

He grinned at her as he spun her and held her against him, her bum again pressed against his crotch area.

 

[PrudeinOC]

Despite acting tipsy, Kara was not anywhere close to tipsy. The mood in the bar was shifting and it was almost palpable the shift in the atmosphere, a fight broke out to the left, but that was not uncommon at the Tipsy Stallion. Nothing to do with her, but Antony took advantage of the distraction to go after another purse just before ducking out. He would return shortly altered in appearance and whisk her away as if to play for the night. All the boys would be envious of the imagined tryst.

Until he returned she was on her own to deal with the shade. Or so she thought. The man attempting to console her did not have a look of concern or empathy on his face, he had an angry focus about him. And then before he even got his pick up line out another had come up and smashed the crock of ale. The first ones menacing visage went pale and she could see why. The newcomer was quite tall and imposingly handsome giving off an air of command. This man was obviously an expert swordsman, it was clear from the way he walked and the deadly confidence that he exuded from every pore of his being. Definitely not a target to cross. It was good that Antony had ducked out already, it was starting to get uncomfortable in the Tipsy Stallion...

This new man was certainly an imposing, attractive figure, he towered over her by nearly a foot and without asking her permission whisked her to the dance floor for a much more intimate dance than she had planned that night. He was massive and he dwarfed her in every respect, great massive arms like unto a bears to match his curly brown hair. He was noble, that much was obvious from his garb, most likely a commander of high ranking.

He pressed her in close and held her firmly so that when he whispered his warning in her ear she could not jerk back in surprise. in the years they had been running this scam, no one had ever caught on before. They were careful, they never did it with any regularity, never the same bar two times in a row, never doing it on the same day of the week consistently, often with different wigs or slightly altered appearance and certainly never ever repeating the antics in the same dress as a previous time.

If his words had not already caused her some head spinning his next move so firmly led set her to spinning literally. He had her pirouette 4 turns in a row with such speed her gown flared out and was no longer providing tantilizing glimpses of the treasures buried beneath her skirts, it was outright showing nearly every secret she had!

Now her head truly was spinning! The massively handsome stranger Looked intensely deep into her eyes and sent goosebumps up her body. He was certainly correct and his flash show was only serving to enrage those wishing to do her harm. There faces were turning red with anger, not even bothering to hide their displeasure any longer. Her eyes widened with shock as he bribed her and tried to work her over. If he wanted a ransom, she had nothing to give, Antony had done all the pilfering.

Before she could muster a response he had turned her into him and his pelvis was flush up against her bottom, it was quite a shock and extremely sensual. had she not had the angry audience she would have protested on principle, this was far worse than what she was being consoled for...But clear as day as he gyrated his hips suggestively there was the brothel master with cudgel ready directly in her line of sight. This stranger was extremely skillful. Kara put on a mask of pleasure and made sure she was looking over the brothel master and not meeting the deadly gaze. They hadn't even discovered the pilfering, they were upset about the attention. And why should they be... the moment she leaves there will be a surge in men seeking company that will finish them off.

"Well, handsome stranger, just how do you expect me to pay up. you could pick through my corpse and find nary a copper. "

he spun her again and brought her back into the cradle position once again grinding his manhood against her plump ass, this time it was quite physically apparent he was enjoying the dance. his manhood jabbing into her was of a size as he was, impressively large.

"my name is NOT Whore, if that's what you're thinking! " she hissed between her teeth as she smiled "You'll have to take a rain check"

At that moment Antony slammed in through the bar doors in his fresh disguise and seeing the intensity of the atmosphere and Kara pressed up sensually to a man a head taller than her he knew the usual bit of being the guy who takes her home was not going to work, so he switched gears in an instant.

"Kassandra! You must come home this instant! Father is FURIOUS with you!" He looked quite like he was in a riteous ire himself.

Kara broke away from the stranger, his lead had been firm, but gentle. He did not entrap her, though he very easily could have held her. She did not think she would easily break his hold if he did not allow it. So she hopped up and gave him a passionate but short kiss. "Until next time Hercules"


And she went with Antony, a petulant pout and before anyone had time to do more than scratch their head at the development they were out the door into the night. As They walked towards the estates in the opposite direction from home, Antony gave Kara a voluminous cloak to cover her gown and in keeping up the facade and Antony scolding her about what had she been thinking. The relief plain on both their faces. She murmered "that was too close this time. I don't understand why it got so heated so quickly."

"Did you look on your reflection before you left tonight? Even my heart skipped a beat looking at you. In all the years I have known you, never have seen you look so radiant, I suspect that has something to do with it. Next time tone it down a notch."

Antony was like an actual brother to her, but not by blood. they had been in the guild together since they were truly urchins on the street. Never had he paid her a compliment as such. "I'll keep that in mind."

When they were well clear of the walls of an estate, a front for the guild of course, Kara asked him about the take for the night, "I hope it was worth the trouble. I don't see us able to pull that again for a month or more."

"Oh it was Kara, it was! Let's get inside." Once they were inside and in a private chamber he laid out 19 purses, most bulging and fat, only a couple were limp with few coins.

"Oh my, you weren't kidding!" They spread the loot out on the table, they each took over 200 coins for their troubles of the night. There were a couple interesting tid bits outside of coins but Kara couldn't seem to focus on these items, usually they were fun bits to gossip over, sometimes secrets to sell, sometimes information on a future opportunity such as a shipping schedule. All Kara could think about was the massive stranger holding her against himself as he gyrated his groin against her.
"You keep it. I'm too tired to think straight tonight."It was uncharacteristic of her to pass up on the juicy parts of the haul. They deposited the purses in the drop box, the strings would be replaced and any identifying embroidery picked out to be resold in a guild run market. The victims would have to buy back their own purses. But the guild always waited 6 months or more before putting any of the exceptionally unique purses out to avoid problems.Often they would mimic the style and make 2 or 3 more and display them as if it were a custom made piece. It was rather brilliant.

They took the underground passage back to their home quarter so as not to be seen walking back from the estates past the bars. Kara made it home without spotting another soul.

She made it to her home and closed the door, locking all her locks behind her. She ensured the curtains were still secure and she made her way to the wardrobe. She opened the hidden panel and closed it behind her. There was a wire connected to the back of the rod that pulled the clothes back in place once the door was closed.

Kara's head was swimming still thinking about the massive man who danced so provocatively with her. She took off her gown and laid it out so that it would not get wrinkled and then she went to the second secret compartment and opened it to put the night's take away, She closed it flush, this would not be discernable to the naked eye and only someone with an enchantment would find it. She put on a shift for sleeping in and went out to her bedchamber thoughts tumultuous so much so that she forgot to eat dinner.

 

[amon_darknight]

The dance was a sensual one, it brought feelings in him that he has not felt in a long while. Before she parted ways, when she kissed his lips amd that brought a spark to his cold heart, he used his ability of both still and silent spell casting to place a rune of seeking on her back, bow he could scry and locate her if he desired. Myxoplyx loved magic, it gave him such an advantage. He studied for years to learn both the divine and arcane ways, he was almost 700 years old and he had quite the teachers. He heard the man call her name, and he made eye contact with the man, ar first he was not going to let her go, but he knew he would have to. Kassandra, was that her real name? Probably not, but she was gone, he felt his manhood hard and now alone. Soon he looked around and both felt and saw the hostility in the eyes of all those around him, he grinned and adjusted his pants, placing his hands on his belt buckle, before he kne it he spoke a activation word and drew a shape in the air quickly and the six men he placed the runes on with his ring all changed in a cloud of smoke, there appearences changed to that of the humanoid he spoke of, everyone around them broke into a panic, Myxoplyx grinned and changed his appearance to the black bearded dwarf again as he moved through the confused and paniced crowd. He stood before the orc and he grinned with such an evil intent. Myxoplyx yelled out "What do we got here, scum from the wildlands, here to invade us!" His words were heard as the crowd quickly turned on them, already the men punching and kicking the poor victims disguised as the monsters. Myxoplyx already had there belongings as he made his way to the door to the bar, he took his weapon from the crate and flicked a silver coin at the man at the door.

Myxoplyx walked down the street and laughed to himself as he tapped a ring to his chin and vanished , he appeared in front of his door as his normal form, the Drow Elf. He took his glove off andplaced his hand at the door and unlocked the wizard lock, his hand glowed and the runes came undone, he placed his glove back on. He spoke the color "red" as he opened the door and walked in as the door shut. He sighed as he took his clothes off and headed to his large bath, he looked up as a small red dragon laid uptop a rock above the bath. Myxoplyx tossed a bag up on the rock as gems spilled out. "Hey roxy, heat the waters please." He watched as the dragon yawned and looked to him, the dragon nodded as it drew breath and breathed fire down into the water, Myxoplyx watched as the water heated up, he smiled as he ran his hand over his bald head. His small body was toned, showed years of training, years of discipline. His arms were defined, his chest chiseled, his abs were tight. He walked to his bath as he stepped down into it, the water felt amazing as it worked his muscles. He cooed as he sat down, "Roxy, my dear lovely dragon, the water is perfect, like always." He sighed as he sat there, he thought of the lovely Kassandra than, how her ass felt grinding against his crotch, how she smelt, so wonderful, her hair that had the scent of the heavens as well, her smile, her eyes... all so perfect in beauty. Roxy the dragon used her tail as she applied different oils to the water and to his cock as he stroked it softly, his thoughts on that woman.

He wondered what she was doing right now, probably splitting the loot... naked... he looked to his left and than to Roxy, "Roxy, can you please get my scrying mirror please beautiful, wonderous dragon?" He knew she loved the kiss up, she blinked her scaled eyes and a hand mirror came to bim, he held it as he held his hand in front of it as he chanted a few words or divne power. There he saw the woman, laying in bed, barley anything covering her skin, his hand stroked his cock a little faster now, he let the mirror enlarge as he watched her, struggle for slumber, what would she do?

 

[PrudeinOC]

An erotic dream...

Kara found herself back at the Tipsy Stallion, standing alone in a sea of faceless people. A beam of light shone upon her creating a halo as she stood looking off into the distance, distracted by thoughts of a better life where she wasn't scrimping every day. A day she didn't need a secret chamber when a hand settled on her shoulder and startled her out of her reverie.

"Oh! It's you!"

It was the man from tonight, he had a glint in his eyes and a mischievous smile under his thin mustache. They were alone in the empty saloon, an eerie slow melody filled the room. He was an imposing figure standing so tall and muscular in front of her. She didn't feel afraid.

"I've come to collect, you must know." he told her as he took her hand and pulled her to the dance floor. the walls of the Tipsy Stallion faded away and they danced to the haunting melody in a clearing, an old forest she had never seen all around them in the distance. The dance was more complex and intricate but no less sensual than before. It felt so familiar, though she was not an exceptional dancer, there was little call for it in her world.

Her dress spun heavy with gems encrusted along the hem and down the front that did not exist in life as he turned her once... twice.. three times... so many she lost count, and as he kept spinning her the trees crept closer as she spun and they were closing in upon them so that the canopy of trees partially blocked out the powder blue sky. When the spinning stopped she fell heavily against his body, her heaving breast expanding as she gasped for breath dragging up and down against his mid section, her pert breasts naturally came to just below his pecks and just above his chiseled abs. Where did his shirt go? His body was perfection.

He looked deep into her eyes for an eternity as her bosom heaved against him, her nipples erect and jutting strained against the fabric of her bodice. Day fell to night and the stars came out while their gaze was locked in that moment of forever.

"I have no more coin now than I did the first time you asked stranger." Breaking the gaze felt like physically ripping flesh from her body. She pulled away from him but he stopped her at arms length, holding her in a cage of his massive arms. His curly brown hair was darker under the starlight.

"I told you before the price will not be cheap and I expect payment."

Kara feinted collapsing, and lay upon the ground, her dingy blue dress tattered with a ragged hem spread out prettily about her. "Search my corpse and you will not find a single copper." She realized that was not a good idea in a moment of panic her impish smile vanishing as he knelt down over her; knees on either side of her hips, if he seemed imposing before now he was terrifying. he towered over her dwarfing her and he put his hands to the shoulder straps of her dress. His manhood was straining his pants, stiff and hard pressed roughly against her womanhood and then it twitched against her clit through the layers of their clothes that seemed as thin as cheap parchment in that moment.

"Payment must be made." And with no effort at all the fabric tore open exposing her breasts to the now cold night air.

"Please! No! You Mustn't!"

"Very nice indeed, I will take this in payment!" as he began to fondle her breasts.

"No, Don't!" She moaned. It felt so nice, but she was terrified her adrenaline was pumping and her senses hightened so the softest touch vibrated through her whole body. it was hard not to respond to his expert touch as he caressed her erect nipples. She felt hot and welcomed the cold air of the night that made her shiver against his cock pressed upon her.

"Your virginity seems a small price to pay for your life my dear Kara." She stiffened, how could he know this?? Feeling her freeze up he moved his right hand down her stomach, shredding the cloth of her dress as he went. He came to her thigh and gave a firm squeeze as he shifted his body giving her clit a moments respite, so much so she cried out. His hand snaked down between her legs to her slick pussy. "For never knowing a man, you're quite eager for it aren't you? "He pushed two of his thick fingers between the moistness of her nether lips and began to stroke and caress her. It was intensely pleasurable and Karas back arched pressing her erect breasts against his chest and another moan escaped her lips. Ever inch of her body was screaming yes, she was slick with sweat from the heat her body was generating, but her mind was still screaming NONONONONONONONO. When she arched her back it pushed his fingers deeper inside her and the pain and pleasure were so intense in that moment that she went limp, collapsing for a moment.

" Suppose I should tell you my name before we go any further, " And she lay naked a blue blanket plush under her on the grass as the sun was rising creating a master work of orange and reds amidst the trees in the background. Kara's body quivered but she pulled herself up and grabbed his curled brown hair in her hands as she brought his face to hers and mashed her lips violently to his, another eternity passed in that moment, their tongues playing tag. When the kiss broke the sun was setting Purple and pink haze on the horizon, his body was glistening, every muscle perfectly formed as a great massive Ancient Greecian god. His cock was large and imposing as he was and it throbbed at her. He laid her head on the blanket cock dripping with precum just beyond her quivering labia "My name is..." And he trust mightily

Kara screamed with pleasure and pain sitting bolt upright in her plain bedchamber, still the wee hours of the morning before the sun had yet begun to crest. her shift was twisted and disheveled and her bedding had all been kicked off the bed in her thrashing as she slept. She was sopping wet, dripping with sweat. As she swung her legs over the side of her bed her leg was slick and moist... There was a puddle of her own juices on the mattress.


"Just great!" she started to pull the sheets off the bed when her crotch ached. "Well... I guess it won't mess it up any worse...." She laid down on the small part of the bed not soaked through and touched herself. She pictured her mystery man and as she remembered her dream it only took a very brief couple of moments before she brought herself to climax. She must have been touching herself in her sleep for her to cum so quickly.

Kara sighed deeply "Well I am awake now." And she went about disassembling the bedding to be washed. A smile playing upon her lips. "Not even you can have it, sir. Not even you."

 

[amon_darknight]

He watched her sleep from his mirror, she tossed and turned, he wouldnhave to ask his teachers of magic if there was a way to see into her dreams. But when she started to move her fingers between her legs, he knew exactly what her dreams were of. He grinned as he moved his own hand up and down his cock, he had a thick head and a hard shaft that women were very pleased from after he got done with them. He has been going through a dry spell as of late though, he could not find any women that pleased his mind, well that is of course till he met Kassandra. And now here he was, watching her have a wet dream. He saw how perky her tits were, how hard her nippels were, he licked his lips amd watched her close. How her hands moved her fingers up and down her wet slit, paying close attention to teasing her clit and than going back to dipping her fingers inside her juicy cunt. Myxoplyx moaned out as she did, her moans sounded so sexy, that sexual want ringing in her sweet voice, he stroked his cock while Roxy poured a bit more oil to his stroking of his cock, sensing he was close, Myxoplyx let out a moan of passion as he let his cum shoot from his cock, thick ropes shot out and landed in the water as he sighed and laid his head back. He opened his eyes and saw she was getting out of bed, she looked frustrated. He grinned as he got out of the water to dry himself, he was glad the water stayed heated by the steam of his dragon companion. She was quite the friend, and he was happy she was always content to stick around.

Myxoplyx dressed as he watched his beautiful Kassandra play with herself again really quick, she was a horny girl, he liked that. He sighed as he went and closed his eyes and shut the spell down. He saw the mirror float away as he blew Roxy a kiss and he left his bath. He walked into his bedroom and sighed as he looked to the bedx he did not need to sleep, but it would be nice to lay with her. He sighed again as he put his dancy boots on, his many enchanment boots, he looked to them as they tightened themselves as he went to his closet and pulled a purple tunic with a black vest, he wore his necklace with charms on it as he fiddled with it, he clapped as his leather belts wrapped themselves onto himx cocering his wrists, waist, upper thigh on his left side, his pants were bkack to match his vest. He placed different rings on and a different pair of spectacles. He grinned as he put his bracer on his right hand and his hat on, it was a ver snug fit, a large hat for someone his size, it had a large blue and gold feather at the top, he placed the grey beret in his cloak as he popped a few grapes in his mouth, he loved fruits, he walked over to a very old looking box than and placed his hands on either sidex his eyes closed as he chanted and traced arcane runes in the air with his mind, the box opened and he took out his gauntlet and placed it at his hip on the magical belt loop, it held in place as he took out a belt buckle, small and gem encrusted, he placed this at the front of his belt, the veryiddle was a clear gem stone, a very large one at that. He also took a smaller buckle and attached that to his belt that went across his chest. He loved magic, it was what made his heart beat. When he had everything he needed he walked to the front doorway, he took a wand holster off the rack and he headed out, thinking again about Kassandra. He made his way to the main meeting place of the guild.

 

[PrudeinOC]

Kara was up well and truly and did the wash in the extra time she had awake, at least her bedding would be cleaned and dry for tonight.

Kara did not have cooking facilities in her home so she had to decide what she was going to do today, visit the docks, or hustle someplace else. her mind was still in turmoil from the dream. Discarding the idea of the docks again today Kara selected an outfit of lower middle class, a dress in cream with green rope trim, simple, it did not show off her bosom to excess and she looked like she could go anywhere. Today she did not want to stand out, as she had the night before. She put her luxurious tresses up in a snood, they were quite disheveled after her night of tossing and turning. After missing dinner she was too famished to put much effort into her outfit for the day. Typically she was fastidious to ensure every detail and hair was in place. Most people except those few from the guild who had approved her costumes would be able to recognize her from one persona to the next. She chose a different name to go by every day she would never again answer to Kassandra. Today she was Sereth and she was going to see what trouble she could get into today..

She left the house and locked everything behind her, she had a purse on her belt weighted with some few small coppers and her real purse was tucked between her breasts out of sight and out of sticky hand's way. The guild often would send green trainees up to pick the pockets of costumed guild members to practice. Often they were well aware of what was happening as it was happening, only when a fresh recruit managed to snatch the purse of a seasoned guild member would they advance past apprentice and be trusted to pick the pockets of others. It ensured they were ready to engage without being caught. It was rather difficult to catch a guild member unawares so this often took years of trying. Today might be some lucky apprentices' day as Kara knew she was distracted. That's why she herself didn't go down to the docks. No sense if you aren't at the peak of your talent. You don't go out sick, or if you're drunk, you don't go out if you're injured. You wait and go when you're 100%. To do less and get caught was expulsion from the guild and they would do nothing to bribe your release. Every now and again, a guild member would be made through no fault of their own and those members the guild leaders would see to their release. But if you were not a good thief there was no point in securing your release.

And so it was with these thoughts weighing on her mind that Sereth came into Sovereign Stomach an establishment well known for good and filling food at a respectable price. Kara sat at a small table alone with a clear view of the door. When the serving girl was slender ad at most of 16 years and firey red hair came to her table Kara smiled warmly. "Want the Special?" the red head was brusque and not fully awake.

"Yes please, and tea, not coffee please." the serving girl was disinterested and left to tell the cook her order. Kara took in the room, it was a medium sized establishment, with 40 tables in it and a hearth at either end of the long room to warm it up on chilly nights. There was a raised platform where minstrels would play during the dinner crowd. only three other tables had patrons at this hour of the morning, which struck Kara as rather odd. She caught the words Tipsy Stallion and immediately focused her ears on the table it came from.

"Oh aye, the ruddy bastards tore that place up somethin' fierce! The guard must of arrested over 30 people after the fight broke out. Two men were badly wounded and will have an iffy time recovering, ol' Dannel will never use that arm of his again! And Sara Beth a widow now. Poor thing!" Said one man to the other two at his table, gossiping over the juiciest bits of the night.
"Do they know what started it?"
"Oh no one who was there tells the same story, but they all start the same with an enchanting woman in blue. I heard it was a duel for her hand in marriage that started the fight!"
"That's not it!I heard it was someone tried to rape her right there in front of everyone that what started all the fighting."
"But didn't you say she was already gone when the fight started? Maybe it started cause them drunk blokes didn't want her to leave!"
"Did anyone see her make it out okay?She wasn't one hurt in the ruckus was she?"

Kara just smiled listening the the gossip, apparently a fight broke out after she left after all, she hoped that her massive stranger was okay. She couldn't picture anyone wanting to start trouble with him, it would take 5 men strong in the drink to have enough courage to take him on. And then her meal arrived. She ate as she listened to the low scattered conversations. Several more people came in as she ate, but she did not see or hear anything more of interest. She wondered idly what secrets Antony had discovered last night in their purses. It would be hell getting him to fess up to anything additional this morning. Kara finished her plate and left her payment on the table.

When she came outside from the sovereign stomach Kara saw a procession coming up the road headed towards the large mayoral estates. hmm... this could be interesting... Kara slipped in amongst the train of people and goods making their way up the road. Her nondescript outfit was perfect for this convoy. She saw a few begging urchins she recognized as no urchins at all. everyone in the train ignored them as they road past and she felt one clumsy attempt at her dummy purse, but they didn't even manage to cut the strings. She smiled and kept moving forward with the train of people. Soon they came upon the gates of the estate so large and sprawling it was beyond her wildest dreams of comfort, this was excessive. The grounds were opulently maintained and there was guards and guard wizards on duty, Kara went with the train inside and focused on looking meek and vapid.. it worked, no one questioned her or looked at her twice. She was not the radiant damsel she had been last night. This nondescript girl was not worth a second glance.

 

[amon_darknight]

Myxoplyx walked down the row of shops, food and other various shops. He took the form of a young blonde, barely a man. He wore nice threads, gold and green in color, leafs were stitched into the pattern in gold color. He carried a walking cane, that was black and had a nice crystal on the top, he walked by a row of whores, they all wanted his attention, he smiled and showed off his crystal blue eyes. "Your services are not required today ladies." The ladies blushed as they heard his voice and saw his eyes. He than saw a man that he recognized immediately, he was the one from the tavern last night. He grinned as he walked up ad greeted him. "Greeting sir, might I ask you something?" The stable master looked to the young man and scoffed "what you want boy? Unless you buying time of my stable, get ye gone" he than took a closer look at the boy, "oh... I don't fancy that type boy, if that is what you seek." He laughed. Myxoplyx just smiled as he took the insult like a grain of sand. "No, I saw you in the morning leaving the stocks, what might I ask did you do? Were you apart of that brutal beatings of those innocent people?" The man looked to the young man and started to grow angry "you best be on your way boy, before you anger me and I have to beat a little sense into you." He walked up to he young lord, but Myxoplyx kept that smug grin on his face, he walked up to him almost pushing him inside the dark front area of the house, the stable master was taken by surprise, he went to draw his large knife, but saw it was gone, he than looked to the young boy to see someone different, a Drow... "no... Lord Myxoplyx... I am sorry, I didnt know... what, what can I do for you?" He had fear in his voice, he knew Myxoplyx was part of one of the most powerful Thieves guilds of the capital. He saw the Drow shut the door and lock it as he drew the weapon he took from the fearful stable master, he looked the weapon over and nodded his head. "Enchanted to poison, and to... is that sulfur i smell?" He saw the man nod "yes, burn and poison, a torturing weapon." Myxoplyx held onto the weapon, "so let us discuss a few things, first, payment is due, second, protection pay is due, third, stable payment is due, and if my time is not off, you are late by eight days. And to think you were going to try and hurt me, mot only in this form, but my other last night at the bar." The human looked to him and gulped as he now knew that tall man was Myxoplyx himself. Myxoplyx sighed and he looked to the human, "tell me why do all the guards and wizards wear wolfs-bane at the castle port?" The human looked to him and did not know, he took a step back only to find he was blocked off, an invisible barrier stopped anyone from entering or exiting, or even seeing inside. Myxoplyx tapped the weapon to his side as he placed the large knife at his belt, he placed his hand to his belt buckle with a clear crystal, he pulled forth his legendary dagger, black blade, with a green line down the blade, the crossbar was silver etched with runes.and crystal pommel accompanied by the large crystal at the end of the handle. The human was in fear for his life. "I will ask again and not waste anymore time on you, I can easily replace you." The man fell to his knees and begged for his life. Myxoplyx sighed as he walked up to him and quickly stabbed hum in the stomach, driving his dagger right in the sternum of his chest, he felt the dagger sucking the life from his body, drinking the blood of this failure. He pulled his dagger out and wiped the blade clean. Myxoplyx watched as this man died in front of him, his life force drained. He shook his head as he let the field down and already there was man at the door, Myxoplyx nodded and let him in. "This establishment is in the hole to me, 200 gold pieces,.you have two weeks" he left and headed down to the docks, again looking like the noble with ice blue eyes and a walking stick.

He breathed in the ocean breeze, seeing all the people around. He spotted four pick pockets, they were all young, all so new to this life. He would just ignore for now. He made his way through the crowd as he saw the line of merchants and people hoping for a hand in a job. "Suckers..." a few people heard what he said and scoffed at him. Myxoplyx just ignored them, suddenly he felt the strong presence of two things, both magic and beauty, two scents he could pick up easily on. The beauty part was familiar though. He looked around and saw first the source of power, four "heroes" came through, everyone made way for them, they split the crowd like a rock in a river. Even the nobles moved for them. Myxoplyx did not move, he stood there and made eye contact with the lead "hero" they met in a stare down as he moved around Myxoplyx, the man had a huge sword on his back, a fancy set of armor, looked very strong, the others also looked powerful. Myxoplyx made a dramatic yawn as he met eyes with the other heroes, an elf maiden, long blonde hair, mystical eyes, and strange for an elf, a large bust, Myxoplux captured that image of the elven maiden, he took note of the large bow on her back with an empty quiver, the third member was of course a dwarf, in heavy armor, also a woman, he felt the divine power radiating from her, she had a large shield with maul behind it, at her hip was a war-hammer, and of course trailing behind was the wizard, he looked different though, had a eastern look, but he could sense the weave around him, a sorcerer, but strange was he knew there was something else to him. He than saw two more, make that six heroes, another dwarf and a larger... DRAGONKIN... hell. Myxoplyx knew these were from the Divinity guild, a very powerful band of heroes, there were 25 to 35 members, all noble, all brave, what were they doing here? Myxoplyx started walking as they past by, he did take notice that the elf maiden stared at him, intently, like she had hatered inside for him, did she know? She was a ranger... no, stop doubting yourself, the disguise is fool proof, magically sound, blessed by the goddess of rogues herself. He made his way to the courtyard to see the heroes already making there way inside. "Bastards..."

Myxoplyx sat on a bench and sighed, he needed to focus on the task at hand. He looked around and caught that scent again, beauty... he looked around and saw the source, he looked right at her and recognized her features, Kassandra... Myxoplyx calmly stood as he walked over to her. "Hello mi lady, how does this day treat you?" He took her hand and kissed it. What was she doing here? Was she working? He stared into her eyes, she was enchanting. The blonde elf maiden was watching she had her eyes set on the young noble, something was not right, what was it? She had the cleric next to her and soon the sorcerer all watched him, wondering what she sensed. Myxoplyx took in her features. "My, might I say, you look beautiful as the day sky filled with the white clouds of freedom." He had to know more about this woman and why she was here. "What brings you before the family today, trade, work, desire..." he had a smile on his face that told he was happy... happy to be near her again. What would she tell him? Would she shy away, would she not want to speak to him? He was dying to know, dying to hear her sweet voice.

 

[PrudeinOC]

There was quite the stir and hubub as a band of heros; a man of a size and strength of last night in a fancy set of armour with a huge sword on his back, a stunningly beautiful unusually well endowed elf maiden with long blonde hair & mystical shimmery green eyes & an empty quiver on her back suggesting she had recently used her long bow, a heavily armoured female dwarf carrying a large shield with maul behind it & a war-hammer at her hip, a male wizard with an eastern look, another dwarf and a larger half breed creature the likes of which Kara had never seen made their way through the courtyard the crowds parting respectfully for them as they made their way inside ahead of all the other petitioners.

A young blonde man with piercing blue eyes that matched Kara's own, wearing nice gold and green clothes with golden leafs stitched into the pattern & oddly carrying a black walking cane topped with a nice crystal; walked over to her. He
obviously was a well off noble who probably lived in the sea side castle beyond the courtyard.

"Hello mi lady, how does this day treat you?" He took her hand and kissed it. What the who?!?

"Oh my!" Kara exclaimed blushing furiously. Who was this youth? He was a couple years her senior by all appearances but so far above her in station that it was awkward of him to be paying her any mind. She had hoped to be invisible today, not be wooed by the gentry.

He stared into her eyes, and she looked away. The intensity from a stranger was embarrassing and she became quite flustered. She wasn't in control of the situation and hadn't been expecting to be approached like this. Drunkards in a bar when she was flirting she could handle and work them with ease. But this handsome young noble with electric eyes was trying to look straight into her soul and Kara was at a loss. She felt like a foolish child unable to think coherently under the intensity of his searching gaze. "Just fine I suppose " she managed to stammer out. He was the opposite of the man from last night in every way, slight of stature and slim of build in comparison and fresh clean shaven youthful face in place of moustached, chiseled face, light hair as opposed to the dark curls, yet the intensity and electricity felt the same as last night.

"My, might I say, you look beautiful as the day sky filled with the white clouds of freedom."

"Goodness mi'Lord you're too kind! I am but a peasant! You're words and flattering are wasted when you could be with a lady of the court" she could see the whores looking to her with jealous eyes, a look she remembered all too well from last night. Her suitor lost a bit of his intensity and seemed distracted. He glanced into the house that the heros had walked into and the with an imperceptible shake refocused on Kara.

"What brings you before the family today, trade, work, desire..." he had a warm and welcoming smile on his face,

"You seem so familiar to me, yet I'm sure I've never met you before. I am Sereth, and I suppose I'm here for an adventure. " she said with a twinkle in her eyes, she couldn't shake the familiarity. In his moment of distraction she regained her composure. "I've never been beyond the courtyard before, and only been to the courtyard one time before." She confessed to him. It was true, and no reason to hide it, after all its much easier to remember a story if you tell the truth, merely edit a detail or two such as date or a name here and there.

"Who might you be, wasting your day flirting with a commoner? And why would someone your age need such a fancy walking stick for?" he really was quite charming, she toyed with the idea of something serious coming of this and him marrying her and whisking her away from her past life. She quickly came back to reality, he's probably had every whore here a dozen times or more and is just looking for some variety. She was guarded on the inside but smiling gayly on the surface. You didn't live this life for long without becoming jaded.

 

[amon_darknight]

Myxoplyx smiled at her as she asked him what his name was, "How rude of me, my name is Lord Hennely, Grevius Hennely, I am from the across the sea port, my family deals in fine cloths. I am here to seek a trade between the ports. My father has fallen ill and I am here to take his place, one day I will be Lord of the manner." He smiled as he waved his hands exuberantly, "Sereth, that is a very mysterious name, might I ask the meaning?" he looked her over, she changed her name, she was used to the game it would seem, she was no amateur, but she did seem like she was out of place here though. What business was she on here, he looked around and than set his gaze back on her. She was so beautiful, she was good at what her guild wanted her to do, but this was a little bit of a big job, the guards here would kill on sight, the wizards the same. "Miss Sereth, how can you be alone here, no escort or anything, this can be a rough place. Did you see those heroes, they were tough looking." He smiled as he sat next to her, he could not take his eyes off of her now, he had to find more out, he saw a few guards looking his way, and than the wizard came around, the same one he spoke to the other day, he did not make eye contact. He knew this wizard was very intelligent and cunning, like most wizards. He rubbed his hand over the crystal on his staff, he felt the presence with him. He brought a little extra fire power this time, he knew he would have to take down the wizard to gain the information. So he brought a few extra tools with him. Now how would he do this though, with out having to take on the whole garrison. "Would you like to go for a stroll around the place with me, if I do not frighten you?" He took her hand and led her quickly through the archway, going a different path around the place than he took before. He wore similar colors of the family here, hoping that would draw less attention to himself. He took her through different corridors and hall passages, finally when he came across a few guards stationed by a staircase leading down, he knew he found the right area. He looked to her and smiled as he whispered to her "Do not be frightened, I just wanted to look around, and I wanted some beautiful company." He pushed her to a wall as he held her against it, she could see his coat distort, almost taking a shade of the wall, like he was a chameleon of some sort, he looked into her eyes as he kissed her lightly. He half expected her to kick him or knee him and push him away, he was ready for it, but one guard passed them by already, leaving only the two by the stairwell.

What was he doing, he was risking everything, why was he bringing her here, why? He shook his head and opened his eyes, still looking into hers, seeing he has not even left the courtyard yet, they still were around all the people, he knew that the Lich that came with him showed him that information, being he was a powerful lich that Myxoplyx controlled. He sighed as he reached into his coat pocket and pulled out an earring, he did not even know he was not wearing it, strange... he looked to the girl and smiled as he shook his head. "Sorry lady Sereth, the heat must be getting to me..." He stood up and bowed to her. "It was nice to meet you and thank you for letting myself accompany you." He smiled and ducked out, walking right past the wizard that was speaking to a few of the guests here. Myxoplyx moved fast through the crowds and suddenly bumped into someone, someone that had a large soft bust... "Oh, my apologies..." he looked up and saw it was that elf ranger, she glared down at him and Myxoplyx just smiled as he felt his face, she had a nice bust. "Can I help you fair maiden?" the Ranger looked at him, she was a bit taller than he was, she sniffed him and looked him over, she said nothing, Myxoplyx did not move, knowing he could not show fear, he was not afraid, he just did not want to mess the operation up, but these heroes were messing his game up. He kept that smile on his face as he spun a turn around on her and continued to move, he needed to clear his mind, he saw the two dwarfs than and than the Sorcerer, shit... was he busted? He moved as he saw there eyes on him, he kept his composure as he turned down a row of shops and stopped at one that sold different types of linen. He kept using his keen sight to see if they were coming, he did not spot them. What was this about?

He needed to get out of here and get back to the shadows, to figure out a different approach. But what about Sereth, Kassandra... he wanted to be around her... damn

 

[PrudeinOC]

"How rude of me, my name is Lord Hennely, Grevius Hennely, I am from the across the sea port, my family deals in fine cloths. I am here to seek a trade between the ports. My father has fallen ill and I am here to take his place, one day I will be Lord of the manner." He smiled as he waved his hands exuberantly, "Sereth, that is a very mysterious name, might I ask the meaning?" he looked her over with a searching gaze.

"You might" Kara replied coyly. "It means serene body of water, like a lake so still you can see the scenery in a perfect mirror" Why was he so interested in her for? he seems too intense, the colors on his garments certainly were a match to those of this house, was he lying to her about being from across the sea, or was it intentional to show off their work and encourage purchasing. It seemed foolish to her either way to think that the house would forsake the local work, known to be quite exceptionally fine in favor of importing, but she supposed if money was not an issue, the extravagance made a twisted sort of sense. But how would the weavers guild react to the news? Perhaps she needn't worry about Antony's tid bits when she had discovered some of her own.

"Miss Sereth, how can you be alone here, no escort or anything, this can be a rough place. Did you see those heroes, they were tough looking." He smiled as he sat next to her, he could not take his eyes off of her now, the familiar intensity was unnerving. Why would anyone here on legitimate business have need to fear the Heros? And why would he automatically assume she who was supposedly here with a merchant train would be up to naughty business? He was right though, she was here alone, and had no business being here. It would have been impossible for him to make her as she had not done anything beyond lollygag and daydream. She had no specific plan in mind but to avoid the docs when this morning she came here. Unless he recognized her? He was not any member of her guild was he? It was a vast network and she had not met everyone. Perhaps this young man was in a disguise as she was.

"No rougher than an apprenticeship at the docks." Kara replied cooly waiting. he merely looked to her smiling as he shook his head. "Sorry lady Sereth, the heat must be getting to me..." He stood up and bowed to her. he couldn't be a member of the guild. had he been his response would have been something along the lines of the years spent as an apprentice at the docs, oh 3 years wasn't so bad... or the worst 4 years of my life, type response. EVERYONE starts out at the docks, even the highest among her guild would have responded something of that nature, so who was this taking such a keen interest in her? No way he could be smitten by her in THIS get up, now had he met her last night that would have been another story... AH HA! That must be it, she didn't recognize him from the bar but perhaps he saw her? But still, only the big one had made her... how else would anyone have suspected that she was up to no good? This was all so confusing.

"It was nice to meet you and thank you for letting myself accompany you." Lord Hennely smiled and ducked out, walking right past a wizard that was speaking to a few of the guests nearby. Kara watched him depart, moving quickly through the people in the square. Kara decided to tail him, at a distance moving from shop to shop inspecting a bolt of cloth here or a bauble there.. She would have been far behind him except he hadn't made it far. He was apologizing to that busty elf ranger, she was glaring down at him, obviously they were not friendly. Kara worked her way closer and she just heard him say "Can I help you fair maiden?" the Ranger looked at him and he stood there still, there was a great deal of tension in the air, palpable and thick.The ranger had managed to find time to refill her quiver and seemed to have an intense animosity towards Lord Hennely. After several moments of neither uttering a word Lord Hennely spun about and headed in the opposite direction. From this vantage Kara could see the two dwarven heros closing in on him.

Kara bought the peach she had been pretending to examine so that she had a pretext to linger and the large one she didn't know what it was come to the Elvish ranger, "Well, you've had your closer look at him, are you certain that was a drow shrouded in an illusion?"

"Quite! We move, he cannot be trusted and wouldn't be here in disguise unless he had less than honorable intentions. It's sufficient to detain him and question him over. Especially as none of the wizard guard was able to sense his thoughts or penetrate his illusion."

So that would explain it. he could have easily been at the Tipsy Stallion and worn another visage and she never would have recognized him. Except that he seemed to have taken a liking to her. But a Drow! A Dark Elf!?! she had never he dealings with a dark elf beforee, every mother told their child to never have dealings with Drow. There race was hated as Goblin or Orc, but feared most desperately for their cunning. She felt a little better about getting made if it were by a Drow.

The two heros were on the move and she no longer saw Lord Hennely or the two dwarves. Kara looked about her to ensure that she bore no additional scrutiny, she could see which way they were going and they were easy to track by the wave the parting crowds made.. Kara took a detour and found a small craft tied to it's moorings and left unattended. She loosened the knot so that only one quick jerk would allow it to be set free and she went to go repay her debt. It would never do to be indebted to a Drow. No wonder his fascination, he was wondering how he could make her pay her debt without dropping the disguise now he found her.

 

[amon_darknight]

This was not good at all, he not only had a master tracker on his tail, but he had two other heroes with her. He turned the corner as he moved quickly, using the powers of his magical anklets to speed his movement and his boots quickly went to silent mode, not making a sound as he moved. He knew they were probably 40 to 50 feet behind him, moving fast, not wanting to attract too much attention to them, Myxoplyx had a plan, he just had to get there and convince them, he had already lifted the elf of her gold pouch, but he could not fight them, he could not risk bringing the wrath of there guild down on his head. He moved between alleyways and down small streets, than to the main street that had lots of people, he did pick up on Sereth following as well, but he could not stop to think about that now, the heroes would not harm her. He soon turned another alleyway and came across the brawlers area, he smiled as he started to banter. "Who is looking for a challange, who wants a fight of the lifetime, a possible one shot to be famous, who wants to take out a hero!" He looked back to see them, he started to pass out gold coin after gold coin to all the brawlers, he pointed at the three and tossed the bag into the air, he kept a few gems from the bag and soon was approched by one of the masters of the guild, he asked what was going on, Myxoplyx explained "I know you guys are low in the ranks, and I want to help you guys, so you see, I brought some of the legendary Heroes to you guys, a ranger, a sorcerer, and a cleric, all formidable opponets, and I will pay, I handed out gold already but for you boss, I saved these..." He handed him four large gemstones and some type of stone. Myxoplyx grinned as he tapped his walking cane to the stone "You want the fight of a life time, well here they come... good luck." He bowed and seemed to vanish as he saw the events unfold, men walking pushing the ranger, challanging her to a fight, some even throwing blows with them, the sorcerer rolled back and the Cleric blocked blows as they looked to elf. Oh how she growled and she lost sight of the little Drow, now she had this to deal with.

Myxoplyx laughed as he appeared back in his home, his wand sizzled as he dropped it in the barrel of water. He sighed as he looked to other things he took off them, gold, gems, scrolls, a fancy hunter dagger. He tossed them all on the table and he kicked his boots off. "Now, how to deal with that wizard?"
He put his belongings away, gauntlet, belt buckles, weapon. He took his clothes off and wondered about Sereth, what did she do when he vanished? "I will find you again Sereth, or what ever your real name is" He sighed as he closed his eyes and dreamed of her."

He opened his eyes to find he was at a bar, he looked around and shook his head, how time flew, he was disguised as the black bearded dwarf again as he drank down another mug of ale, letting out a loud belch. He slammed the mug down again, he looked around and saw he was in the Halflings Leg, a small bar in town that not too much happened. He had to focus on the taks at hand, he needed to get into there storage place to secure some loot for the guild, but there was so much at risk here.

He sighed as his mug was refilled and and looked to the door, wondering if anything interesting was going to happen.

 

[PrudeinOC]

So intent were they on their quarry and so far back did she stay that the band of heros either were unaware of her or paid her no mind. He must be quite dangerous for them to seek him so fervently Kara mused.

Her moment of securing an escape that did not involve the front gate had put her too far behind and she wasn't able to catch up quickly enough. She heard a fight up ahead break out. Oh no, she was too late. Her skills were her beauty and her slight of hand, she would be for the most part useless in a fight. The guild had been saving her and her virtue for something much bigger, but they had yet to tell her what it would be. She had only basic hand to hand skills with a dagger for self protection and between her slight of hand and charisma she could put on an intimidating front as if she knew what she was doing, but she lacked finesse beyond the pointy end goes into the other guy.

she made sure to pick a few pockets and filtch a few baubles while the local gentry were distracted by the fight breaking out. Kara did not see a Drow in the mele, nor did she see Hennely or the towering man from the night before.. Curses... If he had changed his appearance once again she would be unable to find him. Kara made her way into a shop and managed to sneak into the upstairs living quarters while the shop keep was distracted by the brawl. She had a good vantage and surveyed the carnage below. It looked like the band of heros was taking on an entire guild! There were a few slumped figures, but many more standing and all the heros still stood. they had worked up a sweat and a few brows were split and a few bruises showing up purple, but none of them was badly injured . She discounted the men in the pile, she remembered the grace, confidence and sureness her Drow had exuded and once she applied it to her massive man from before more things started to make sense. There was definitely confidence and swagger and skill in the arena below her, but there was no deadly grace that looked remotely similar. Also she didn't see the ridiculous staff he had with him. It must not have been a part of his illusion as it made him stand out, and as someone with less than ethical plans you don't hide behind an illusion of a youth only to make yourself stand out with that staff unless there was reason to bring it.

she stayed a few moments more scanning the scene below to see if she could see him below in the spectators. She saw nothing. Curses. another day she would have to repay the favor. But why was he so interested in her for? She was of relatively low standing in the guild and if he had access to magics, she truly had nothing she could offer him. Kara ducked out of the shop while the fighting was still full swing, though the pile of crumpled bodies had gotten larger and one of the dwarves' arms hung limply at his side. With everyone on the street crowded around to watch it was too easy to pick the merchants clean as she made her hasty retreat.

As she made her way back towards the gate to leave, her mind was in turmoil him at the forefront, who could he be? The guards that had been bored and lazy at their posts upon her arrival were all on high alert, a bee hive kicked and one of the wizards seemed to be looking at her rather hard. Why would he be looking so hard at her? She had nothing to do with the attack on the heros and had no control over a rogue Drow fixating on her. while she was still far away from the front gate she turned down a side street. This would never do to be caught so far outside of where she belonged. she kept seeing the man from last night and his evocative dance with her in her mind, she couldn't decide if she had to find him again or if she never wanted to see him again.

She made her way to her escape boat without seeing further guards or wizards. None of the action had been in this direction and the attention was focused on the fight where they thought the Drow still was and his escape, the front gate. At least for the rest of the estate she was as invisible as she tried to be. She slipped off without incident and made her way to the docks she was supposed to have been at today in the boat she had scouted earlier. She adjusted her garments to appear as a traveler rather than a commoner who would have no business showing up by row boat at the docks. She paid the anchor fee and gave a guild name to the dock master, someone in her guild would come to collect it later. She hurried down the bustling dock, hardly pausing except to pluck two particularly fat purses that were begging for her attention. And she was gone from the scene.

Her thoughts when she was finally home and unlocking all her many locks and closing the heavy door behind her were no less chaotic than before. WHO was he and WHAT could he possibly want with her? It would be far to simple and vain to assume it was that he was smitten by her beauty. There must be something else afoot. Kara made her way into her hidden chamber, and spread out her take for the day. she chuckled as she pulled the sliced cords hanging from her belt that had been her dummy purse this morning. So someone would be promoted from their apprenticeship soon. it was only a few coppers and nothing to make a fuss over, despite her embarrassment of being a victim. The members of her guild would never let her live this down!

As she spilled the contents of her days take onto the table such petty things were wiped from her mind and even her fixated Drow was driven from her mind in that moment. she stared at everything on the table, she could work the tavern and docks for 6 months straight and not bring in this much! She had not pilfered from too many people, but apparently she pilfered from the right people! the fat purses from the docks were fat with gold, not silver she was accustomed to. Just three of the coins were more than her take, which had been good, for the whole day and night's work. She counted there was 56 gold coins in the one purse and 72 in the second that would be nearly two months take if she worked every single day and each day was at least as good as yesterday, which was not necessarily a typical day in the life of a low standing member of a thieves guild. She moved onto the other purses she had taken from inside the walls of the castle by the docks these were mostly merchants purses and as such they were larger, they had to have the days change to make for their sales in addition to the money from their sales. They were prosperous she could see, all silver and gold marks with a few odd copper, she looked at the sales log in one and they had done over 600 silver marks of business! Perhaps she was in the wrong line of work! Ha she laughed, and felt slightly guilty for pilfering the workers hard earned money. Not so guilty she would consider returning it or anything crazy like that! if this was a half days earnings they wouldn't hardly miss it!

once she tallied it all up she had come home with 179 gold pieces, 648 silver marks, 43 coppers & 2 dozen glittering gems mostly emeralds and sapphires. she had 4 daily logs of sales, two contracts and 3 scraps of hastily written notes on scrap parchment. She looked at now to the trinkets she had lifted from the other merchants, one was a glittering jeweled dresser box and now that she looked closer and saw the marked price she realized it was genuine amethyst, garnets and topaz encrusted gemstones rather than the colored glass ones like she might find in her market! Who actually had 80 gold marks to spend on a trinket such as this she wondered at the extravagance of the wealthy. She had also pilfered a blue necklace that was large and draped with many layers and drops that glittered so prettily, this would look amazing with her blue gown! the third item was a brooch with a large emerald and fine detailed craftsmanship to make a crane with wings outstretched. She wasn't sure where she would wear such fine things to, but they were part of her collection now.

The day not over yet, the sun still had yet to set, but already she was tired, it had been an emotional roller coaster ride. Kara decided she knew she must report in to the guild but took a bath first. cleaning off the sweat and dirt that had accumulated in the day time, Kara did not take her time or put special attention to her ministrations, her thoughts were far away in a forest clearing. She selected something in between an invisible middle class like today's and the fancy blue dress from last night. This was rich brown tones with golden chords twining down the bodice. it certainly set off her features, but did not exaggerate them as the blue dress did.

Kara made her way to the guild hall and there was quite a buzz when she got there. Antony saw her and pulled her aside, "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING!!" he screamed, right up in her face. It was no surprise the guild was aware of her activities of the day, but she was perplexed by the reaction.

There was a brisk knock on the door before she could get a word out and a runner for the counsel was stepping inside the room. "You've done it now Kara! The counsel is in a frenzy! they want to see you NOW!" Taliah was a sultry dark beauty, but her nose was just too big for her face and she would never be truly beautiful with it overpowering her face. Everything else about her from her smokey eyes, full lips, and full hips was enough to make the other girls jealous.
"Good, I was going to request an audience anyways." Taliah led her in silence down the hall casting furtive glances back her way every few feet. Kara began to sweat, perhaps she was in real trouble now. Much to Taliah's disappointment she was dismissed upon showing Kara in. She dropped into the respectful bow that was her guild's signature greeting for such a counsel meeting.

"Do you know what you have done, you silly child??" said one of the 5 counsel members.

"I'm not sure what you could mean? Was it so wrong going to the dockside castle?"

"There is a reason you are assigned to the missions you have been given girl! You absolutely are not prepared to take on someplace with so much security! In addition, that is expressly off limits to those outside of the Shards of Fate guild without express permission! Were you trying to break our treaty? They could annihilate us if they wanted! Did you not see the guards? The guard wizards? Do you not know what that means?" Kara was silent under the barrage of questions, they were a reprimand and did not actually want to hear her excuses. " Do you know that those Guard Wizards have magics to read a persons thoughts? To see into their hearts?? How is it you managed to not get arrested the moment you set foot in the gates? "

"Oh! OH! " the blood drained from Karas face as she thought of the ramifications, had her thoughts been focused and not in turmoil over the Drow she wouldn't have made it 5 feet into the complex. As she was merely a peasant girl fantasizing about a man she had been overlooked when she came in...and thinking so hard about a Drow, when the guards were on the look out for a Drow had focused that wizards gaze upon her. She was lucky to get out of there she realized. "my mind was not filled with plans for mischief " she admitted. "I ended up there after wandering when I realized I would not be up to the task of the docks today."

"If you felt you were not well enough to take on something as simple as the docks, what made you think you could take on something as advanced as a well guarded fortress mansion??"

"truly I wasn't thinking." she said meekly..they consulted amongst themselves for a few agonizing moments. as Kara fidgeted under the strained silence, broken by only their inaudible whispers. That must be why he made her, that Drow must be part of that elite guild. her work must look so clumsy to him, and in her mind her confidence was taking a terrible blow. would there be repercussions from the Shards of Fate as a result of her actions today? She could see them arguing in heated whispers. This was bad. "Excuse me, what can you tell me about the Shards of Fate guild? Do they have many Drow employed?"

You could hear a pin drop in the silence that followed. 5 sets of eyes focused on the naive 18 year old child in front of them. After many long moments, the eldest on the counsel finally spoke, "..."

 

[amon_darknight]

Myxoplyx left the quiet tavern after a few more mugs of ale and walked off down the alley, a crow landed before him and he shook his head. He knew what that meant. He walked to a shadowed part of the alley and seemed to vanish, he opened his eyes and saw he was back at his place, his "bigger on the inside" home. He grabbed a few of his belongings, his mystical gauntlet, his belt buckle, a few wands and different rings. He opened a door than and shifted the hat, as his appearence changed yet again, this time he was a tall, bald head, wrappings on his face, almost like a mask, dark burgandy in color. He wore dark leathers and a fancy looking coat, black with a hazy smoke color trim. He saw four different orbs in the ground and looked to the far one, he spoke the arcane word and a portal opened and he walked through to find himself in another large room, dark with huge oak desk, a single lantern hung above it and barely lit the desk enough. The tall man with a mask sat at the chair and waited, he could hear the chatter outside the doors and knew someone was to be punished. He listened in as they spoke. "Listen, the Shards of Fate are a very elite group, they work from the shadows, they gain influence in places of power through fear, or through greed, they can kill with out anyone noticing, they are like a bad nightmare if they want to be known. Out of the thieves guilds, they are the boss, as far as the drow, dont know if they do or dont have one in there ranks." Myxoplyx smiled as he heard this, no one knew that Myxoplyx was the head leader of this guild, only the top ranking ever dealt with him though, he heard more of there conversation, "by you going into that castle, you might have incurred the wrath of them, who knows what kinds of missions they have, that you might have messed up, we would be wiped out, all of us killed off, or worse... sacrificed.... We in TG, Kara... we cannot stand up to them, they pay us for our service we can provide, usually as get away agents... Kara... you are someone we have looked after for a long time, I dont know what will happen to you... the Leader has the final say." Myxoplyx wondered who they were speaking to, and what had happened. He looked to all the parchments all over his desk and would have to have them looked over, he waited for them to come in to discuss the situation. The door opened and he immediately saw Kara, he now knew her real name. He placed his head against his fist as he tried to look bored. "What is the situation, make it fast Faris, don't make me wait longer than I have to." Faris looked to the leader as he looked to Kara and than to the other high ranking agents, he told the tale and Myxoplyx yawned. "Leave us. I wish to speak to her, alone." The small council looked in shock, they have never seen this before. Myxoplyx straightened his head and looked to Faris, his eyes filled with fear as Myxoplyx shifted his eyes, they glow red with power. Faris pushed the others out as he looked to Kara, almost telling her to do what he said. Myxoplyx looked her over and smiled, she could not tell through the mask. "Kara... what a lovely name, tell me your version of what happened and what you were doing there at the castle." He looked her over, watching her body language and facial expressions. "I would like to see you in more fitting attire, those garments offend my eyes. You stand before your leader." She could feel his power through his voice. He waited for her to go and change. "Go and change, make it something sexy, something appealing to the eyes." He saw the doors open and he waited as he tapped his fingers in impatience. He grinned to see what she would do.

 

[PrudeinOC]

"We in TG, Kara... we cannot stand up to them, they pay us for our service we can provide, usually as get away agents... Kara... you are someone we have looked after for a long time, I don't know what will happen to you... the Leader has the final say."

Kara was quaking in fear, the meetings where Leader had to be involved were always serious and rarely was a member spared. Leader was vicious and not known to have a compassionate bone in his body. No one had seen his face in the guild and there were whispers as numerous as there were guild members speculating why he hid his face. No one outside of the counsel had seen Leader in person as anyone below counsel member was typically dismissed or dispatched if Leader had to make a make a ruling. What would she do without the guild's protection? She certainly would no longer be welcome to rent from the guild property pool, she might live comfortably for some time off what she had stashed away, assuming she would be allowed to collect her belongings... Reluctant heavy step after step she followed the counsel to Leaders office.

When the door opened Leader sat at a large desk in the dimly lit chamber pouring over the many papers on his desk with his head leaning upon his hand. "What is the situation, make it fast Faris, don't make me wait longer than I have to." Faris looked to the leader as he looked to Kara and than to the other high ranking agents, he told the tale succinctly

"Kara here went off outside of her docks assignment and ended up at Castle estate wandering about daydreaming and nearly getting caught up in a brawl with Heros while on the estate. She narrowly managed to escape capture by the guard wizards because her head was in the clouds." The head counsel man finished and Leader yawned. "Leave us. I wish to speak to her, alone." Kara saw her look of shock mirrored in their five faces, this was unheard of! Leader straightened his head and looked to the head counsel, color drained from Faris' face as he pushed the others out as he looked to Kara, his meaning plain as if he had spoken the words, do as Leader tells you to do.

Leader looked her over and she averted her eyes, imperceptibly quivering, overwhelmed with dread, wondering if she would make it out of this room alive. "Kara... what a lovely name, tell me your version of what happened and what you were doing there at the castle." Well, that wasn't so bad. Kara fleshed out the brief summary that Faris had told.

"You see it started last night, things at the Tipsy Stallion got out of hand and a stranger intervened, which helped Antony and I take our leave without coming to blows,which I understand came to pass shortly after our departure. I did not hear anything further about the man who intervened, but he did mention expecting payment and that he made our rouse." Leader watched her intently and waved her to go on.
"I was out of sorts from having been made and did not feel up to the docks today and merely went out for breakfast. The merchant train was passing through on it's way to the dock castle so I tagged along. I wasn't aware the guard wizards had the ability to detect thoughts as I had never been briefed for an assignment there, but I was busy thinking about the man who had intervened and they must have assumed I was some love struck girl mooning over a boy and so no one challenged me. I was approached by a young man who questioned my being there with an escort and warned me to stay away from the heros. He seemed unusually interested in me, but left shortlt and made his way ahead. I surmised he must have seen me the last night and recognized me despite the costume change. I found that rather odd, as I had worked nothing so far to be made at Castle Docks. I wondered if they weren't TG members I didn't know. I followed him because he had peeked my curiosity and I was not working. He was in a stare down with one of the heros. After he went off I overheard the elf maiden tell one of the other heros that he was a drow shrouded in illusion and they wished to detain him. When I attempted to follow I lost the drow and discovered the heros band taking on an entire fighting guild. After that I left the Docks castle by boat, came home and reported in. As we wouldn't have any business with a drow I assume I stumbled upon a job of the Shards of Fate, and the drow may have been the same man from the Tipsy Stallion, which would explain him making me and his fixation, I must have been interfering in his job. So now I await your judgement." There was a long silence, Kara glanced at Leader out of the corner of her eye, he was watching her intently. And when he broke the silence, she was shocked anew at what he had to say.

"I would like to see you in more fitting attire, those garments offend my eyes. You stand before your leader." She could feel his power through his voice as her eyes were wide with shock fixed upon the floor. "Go and change, make it something sexy, something appealing to the eyes." She jumped as if he had lashed her with a whip to speed her out and ran full on into Taliah.

"Ooff! "

"Watch where you're going you clumsy idiot!" Taliah screeched indignantly.

"Oh good! I need you! Leader has asked me to make myself more presentable and I certainly don't want to keep him waiting the time it would take to go home and change, lend me the sexiest thing you have!" Taliah was so shocked at the request that she merely led her to her chambers, their proportions were slightly off but it would have to make due. The gown Taliah brought to her was her seduction gown, it was midnight black liquid satin, backless the bodice held up by a high collar, the neckline plunged down past her navel a fine net holding the two sides together. Taliah adjusted Kara's breasts so they sat in the built in bra and stayed unnaturally perky for a deep cleavage valley. The gown was a bit long on her and pooled at her feet, a short train trailed behind her. Taliah lent her shoes that had a tall heel to give her more height to combat the hem. They were uncomfortably tight but they made it so she would not trip on the hem. Taliah placed a lace choker with a large black Diamond on her neck and brushed out her hair. She added coal to make her eyes smokey and a tea to stain her lips a darker shade. When Kara saw herself transformed in moments from invisible to succubus the eyes and lips were subtle, hardly noticeable that it was there, but the difference dramatic. She no longer looked the flush of youth, she looked like a siren fantasy ready to lure men to their deaths with a gesture. "Are you sure it is not too much?" Kara asked.

Taliah brought her back to the Leaders chamber and wished her good luck. Kara knocked hesitantly, waiting respectfully outside the door, she put on her charm, he wouldn't want to her hunched and staring at the floor in this gown. It gave her confidence.

 

[amon_darknight]

Myxoplyx loved this, it was all working out, he was going to get the girl in the end. He grinned as he stood up and than saw himself in the mirror. He sighed than, he was not him, he was the leader of TG. Not Myxoplyx, bot the Drow, renegade rogue from the underdark. He than had an idea. He grinned again as he tapped his fingers against each other. He awaited Kara, soon there was a knock on the large chamber door and he pressed the switch to allow entrance, his jaw dropped behind the mask as he saw her, she was so bold, so daring, to wear something like that. Hiw did she even stay in that dress... was it a magic of some sort? He scanned her and did not detect any magic on her. It was all natural. He felt his manhood twitch in his pants. He cleared his throat, "Kara... very nice, you follow directions well, you are a very strong assest to TG. You wish to know more about the Shards of Fate, correct?" He saw her nod. "Lady Kara, I am wise to the ways of hearing the whispers of rats on the street, I have many little birds out there, so I will tell you this, stay out of there business, they are not like any of you agents. They are good at what they do, and love to do thise dark actions. As far as your suspicions about the Drow, you heard correct, I know little about him, his name is..." he stared at her "his name is that of many, he moves the very shadows, he strikes with out warning, he commands dark forces, he is one of the top agents of them. I have seen him as he wants to be seen, only once have I seen his true form." He waved his hand and a red cloak covered object appeared." "Take the cover." He watched as she hesitated and when she pulled the heavy red cover, made of thick, soft material, she saw a large, grand mirror, had very detailed bronze decorating the framework. The piping made a almost serpent like shape around the mirror, runes were carved into the bronze. "The Shards of Fate gifted us with this mirror, the day we forged the truce between guilds. This magic here lets me see places, lets me see almost the future if asked. This Drow, if there is one in there guild, what do you seek from him if we find him?" He looked at her almost undressing her with his eyes. "Karac show me yourself, show me this outfit you chose to display before me."

He waited and watched her closely, taking everything in from her, mezmorizing every curve, every detail of her. She was something he has never before seen, what was it, what did she have that all these other women did not have? He could not wrap his head around it. "Kara, dance for me a bit, show off your body to me, show me how you work the crowds." He grinned as he waited.

 

[PrudeinOC]

The Leader showed no outward reaction to the dress, but he was satisfied with it. Kara was shocked at his lack of reaction. He went into detail describing the drow, but all of the information was vague and told her nothing she had not already guessed, he was dangerous and to be avoided. She stood even prouder at hearing he was the best of the elite guild, she no longer felt shame about being made by someone of such vast experience and skill over her less than a decade at the craft. It was nice to be complimented by someone so important.

"The Shards of Fate gifted us with this mirror, the day we forged the truce between guilds. This magic here lets me see places, lets me see almost the future if asked. This Drow, if there is one in there guild, what do you seek from him if we find him?" Leader watched her intently, she felt there was more weight to that question than she could fathom and it made her pause. It was a simple enough question, one she hardly knew the answer to. What did she want to know?

"Well, to be perfectly frank, he keeps finding me, and in disguise each time, initiated by him each time; I suppose what I want to know most is what does he want with me? What transaction is he after, and am I in danger from the debt he feels I owe him? I mostly want to know if I am safe or do I need to question my every interaction with everyone I meet since he does not show his true face to someone of my standing, but why the run around about what he's after? "

Leader looked at her thoughtfully for a long while, and promptly changed the subject much to Kara's frustration.

"Kara, show me yourself, show me this outfit you chose to display before me."

And so Kara rose up to her full height and took deeper breaths to cause her breasts to rise and fall quite noticeably, she turned slowly and held her hands above her head she showed him the plunging back since he had had ample view of the front already.

There was a long silence. And Kara adjusted her pose every 30 seconds until he broke the silence. "Kara, dance for me a bit, show off your body to me, show me how you work the crowds."

"Sir? " and his eyes flashed menacingly, "your wish is my command. " and she suited actions to words. Kara turned on the smolder and met Leader eye to eye, she held his gaze and began the subtle movements of a seduction dance. The satin flowed from her hips like liquid night as she swayed. She did not touch him as she would have her mark, her movement was the most proactive belly dance ever seen, she she managed to get to the end, the gyrating spins and with chest heaving and collapsed into the final bow.

Leaders eyes were fixed upon her and she made her way back to the mirror caressed the edge, hoping it was not cursed
"So how does this work? "

 

[amon_darknight]

He grinned as he watched her dance, she had very seductive movements, the way she moved her hips was almost hypnotic, the way her breathing made her breasts rise and fall was so erotic. But it seemed almost as soon as she started to dance, her dance was over, he shook his head, almost disappointingly. He spoke to her "Kara, who is the Leader? Who do you seek help from? Who else get the sole attention from me...?" He than thought of Talia, but that was another story. He seemed to vanish from his desk as he appeared by the mirror, he saw that she touched it, now the magic that was contained in the mirror had all it needed to do what it was created to do. He looked to the door and saw Talia was there, he grinned as he saw her approach, unnoticed by Kara, one of Talia's specialties, stealth. The mirror flashed and Talia took the form of Myxoplyx in his tall "knight in shining armor"guise, he wore the same brown tunic with his big arms exposed, showing off just how strong he was, his pants were tight and showed off quite how large and in charge he really was. Everything a woman could want in man, strong, big, confident, demanding, dominate. He stood there grinning at Kara and he spoke, "Kassandra, you owe me payment, remember? Myxoplyx almost slid across the floor, getting behind her,just like he did in that tavern that night. The mirror, it captured all of her memories of a certain point, whether it be person, place or thing, and it took all the memories and transferred them to the recipient "Talia". She always knew what the leader wanted, and even though she did not want to do this with this rookie, she had no choice in the matter. It was to appease the leader, or be dealt with and sent packing, or worse... Talia did as she was expected to do, for her master, she didn't know what he saw in Kara, what was the leader thinking? Was he confused, did he see something she didn't in this rookie? She wanted to know, serving the leader was her duty, and she loved her job. In the end, didn't he get enough from herself...

She than paid attention again to the task at hand, she let the magic flow through her, she took in every detail of that night, seeing it all in her mind and recreating it as best as she could. She pressed her crotch against her bottom, just like he did before, his hands capturing her hands, and moving them above her, slowly, seductively, as "she" moved slowly to a unheard tunes, her hips slowly gyrated, pressing against her bottom, pushing the thought that went into her mind, that she felt his manhood grinding up and down the crack of her butt, on the fabric. The form Talia took kissed over her neck, she heard leader, "Kara... tell me what you are feeling, my dear." Talia eyed the leader as she saw his cock was rock hard, but knew she had a job to do. The leader watched this scene unfold before his very eyes, it was rather hot to see.

"What if you are to find this Drow? What if he finds you rather interesting, what if he finds you appealing to the eye? What if he wants you to be his, what if he could give you a life you always wanted..." Myxoplyx really wanted to learn this info, so he could use it to his advantage, maybe he would seek her out and show her who he truly was... But,Talia too, she waited to hear her as "she" stopped the dance, waiting for her to answer the leader.

 

[PrudeinOC]

*"Kara, who is the Leader? Who do you seek help from? Who else get the sole attention from me...?"* He showed what seemed to be disappointment, but for her performance or for her clumsy attempt to bring the conversation back to productive she couldn't tell. And then he was there, behind her, the drow shrouded in the illusion of the great muscled hulk. She was so surprised, she had no idea how the mirror worked that Kara didn't try to get away.


He pressed his tense crotch against her bottom, just like he had before, his hands capturing her hands, and moving them above her, slowly, seductively, as he moved slowly to a unheard tunes, his hips slowly gyrated, Kara felt his manhood grinding up and down the crack of her butt, through the cool satin fabric. He leaned in from behind and kissed over her neck, she heard Leader ask, "Kara... tell me what you are feeling, my dear." This too must be an illusion but it felt so real. It made her panic slightly, she had control and the last time he has asked for payment, in her dream he had raped her. That memory coupled with the knowledge that this was not real actually turned her off, despite what felt like a very real and very ready cock grinding into her ass. Kara didn't know how much of what she was thinking was displayed.

"He is certainly every woman's dream, strong arms, chiseled chin, and a bit of humor in his eyes " and she tried to pull away from the embrace, Talia held her firmly not releasing her. "But he is not real, and he is so sure and confident that I will spread my legs for him, as if I was some cheap whore to whom reality does not matter. To whom his name matters not so long as his cock is long and firm! " and Kara struggled in earnest to free herself "I have been saving my maidenhood all these years at the behest of this Thieves Guild, I may not know what for, but I would not cast that aside for some tricksome drow too good to show his true face!" She was heated and the more Talia held her in those strong arms the less Kara liked them, him. It reminded her of his raping her in her dream. It might be sexy to fantasize about but fearing it's reality was starting to send terror through Kara. She was keeping it reigned in, but she was sure the Leaders keen eyes could see through her tough facade. He motioned imperceptibly and Talia released Kara.

"What if you are to find this Drow? " Leader asked her, "What if he finds you rather interesting, what if he finds you appealing to the eye? What if he wants you to be his, what if he could give you a life you always wanted..."*

"That sounds like the foolish dream of a naive child!" Kara slumped against the wall. "He is a drow! His motives could never be so simple as that! I could imagine he may want to dally, but what would a drow do with a human? It's ludicrous to even consider he would waste his time with a human! " she pushed herself away from the wall and paced the length of Leaders chambers. "Even so, how could I trust him? I've never seen his true face nor heard his true name! This is all moot! I am saved for this guild, not some plaything of a drow! You told me yourself not 10 minutes ago what a vile creature he was and that he is not to be trusted, how did you put it 'he moves the very shadows, he strikes with out warning, he commands dark forces, he is one of the top agents.*' what sort of future could be had with that creature of darkness no matter how pretty a face he puts on? You've painted him as someone to use me and discard me without a second thought. The whole thing is is a laughable fantasy of a naive child. You will find I am no silly child to throw away my place in TG and throw away my commitment! "

Her bosom heaved with the fervor of her conviction! She would be no easy fruit for that tricksome drow to pluck! Beads of sweat trickled between her breasts and for a moment she forgot to whom she was speaking to. To the very Leader of her guild! At least she reaffirmed her conviction to TG in her ranting. She must look like a foolish lunatic in this stunning and revealing gown she had borrowed from Talia. She composed herself waiting for Leaders response.

 

[amon_darknight]

The leader could not believe what she was saying. The guts she had to say something like this to him. His eyes shifted and started to glow red as he grew angry. No one has ever spoken to him like this before, and survived. His eyes tore into her. "Wha.." Before he could say what he wanted, he saw Talia break the illusion and slap Kara hard across the face, Talia was fast, and deadly, after the slap she kicked Kara hard in her stomach, the leader saw Kara fall to the ground, hands at her abdominal area, he saw how Kara struggled to breathe, and how she suffered immensely. He did not realize how strong Talia was, before he knew it, ralia had her trusty viper dagger at her breast, right over her heart. Talia glared at her as she used her hand to raise Kara's head to look at her. "You never, ever speak to our Leader like that, you speak to him with respect, you worship our Leader, you should be so grateful that you are even allowed in here, I am usually the only woman that serves our Leader you pathetic rookie... many in our guild have served TG for decades and never even heard his voice. You show him the respect he deserves tou fucking dog. I should kill you with the dagger my leader gave me as a gift, a gift from a savior." The Leader watched this and grinned, learning Kara was helpless, she was no fighter. He knew exactly what that nasty dagger could do, it was a sentient weapon, called Hssathdra, it was evil and loved causing pain, he took that from a Drow Matron Mother, after ripping her tongue out and draining her very lifeforce with the dagger. But he saw it do something he had never seen before, it sprouted 9 heads from the pommel and it acted very wild at first. The snakes all reared as they first looked to Talia and than to the leader, Myxoplyx grinned behind the mask as he knew it identified him as the master here. But when they looked to Kara on the floor, he knew what was going to happen. He spoke "Stop." Was all he said as he saw the snakes move back, Talia looked to him with disappointment in her eyes. "Master..." Myxoplyx shook his head and put a hand to Talia's shoulder, "let it go, steel your nerve." Talia looked to him and relaxed, the snakes calmed as well, he could tell they were communicating with her telepathicaly. He kneeled down and took Karas hand as he looked into her eyes filled with tears of pain. "Kara, please never forget your place, I was only trying to get to know you, Faris tells me that you are being saved as a bargining chip. I understand why now." He stands and vanishes from the room, a vortex was all they saw as he teleported away. Talia picked Kara up and stripped her of the dress, careful not to damage it, but roughly enough to ket Kara know she was in trouble. Talia looked to her as she gathered the dress, still very upset. "Consider yourself an apprentice again, earn your way back to the low rank you were again, do not ever let me see you again, in fact in going to do you one favor, FARIS!" She yelled as the bald headed heavy set man ran over to her and did the customery bow and salute. "The Leader has given me rank as officator of punishment, Kara is is your pupil, correct, now she is a common whore, she is to use her body to gain coppers. And you Faris, you are now her handler on the street, get out of the house of the leader!" She still had the nine tails out and they reacted to her anger as they all stood around her, ready to strine out and punish both him and Kara. Faris took hold of the naked Kara and rushed her out, he was very upset with Kara as he rushed her out and onto the street.

Myxoplyx followed his rune marking he left on her dress and found himself in Kara's chambers, he was angry both at Kara and himself. He looked around and easily found the hidden alcove for her private quarters, dresses, jewelry, stashes. Sad... no magical locks, traps, nothing. He was impressed with her masking abilities but, she still had so much to learn. He shook his head as he looked around some more, he could not help but look through her worn clothes and found nothing of interest, but with some deeper searching, he found some of her more racy undergarments. He grinned as he picked through them, she certainly knew how to dress. He picked up a royal purple pantt, very silky, very soft to the touch, he ran his fingers over the silky cloth that covered her maidenhood, he moaned as he imagined the warmth if it was worn, warm to the touch, he brought it to his face than, he sniffed, she smelt so sweet, he licked the cloth next, he moaned at the thought of his tongue on her love tunnel. He looked to see matching corset than, he ran his hands over the cups that held her large breasts, he licked his lips thinking what color her nipples were, mmm he moaned to himself. He put it down and closed her secret alcove up, making sure to not leave any traces of him being there.

Faris got Kara aways from the house and he looked to her. He put his hands to her shoulders and yelled at her "What in the gods name have you done Kara! You not only got yourself placed in the most degrading work, but you took me down with you! Why! What did I do to deserve thisx tell me what!" He looked as if he wanted to hurt her, but he held himself back. "If it were not for... oh hell... what are we going to do now Kara? You tell me, you pissed the Leader off, you piss Talia off and she is a damn demoness if I ever met one! Ohh Kara, you don't know what younhave done, all my years... and because I vouched for you, stuck my neck out on the line for you, this is what I get!" He took his hands from her and saw he had nothing on him, no copper, no gold, bo weapons, no tools... he didnt even have a place to stay now, his home was in the leaders villa. Faris dropped to his knees and sobbed, he was broken 15 years he lived comfortably and in moments, Kara... a mere child he saw potential in, took him down to nothing. He looked to her, anger, rage, saddness filled him, they sat in a dark alley, he would be doing them a favor if he killed her here, the leader and Talia might give him his position back if he did. He had a wild look in his eyes, but he did not movem

Myxoplyx sat on her bed and took in her scent, she had such a marvelous scent. He laid back on her bed, it felt so comfortable. Myxoplyx laid out, he yawned as he waited for her, he had a plan and now was the time, she would have no choice in the matter. She was at the bottom, would she bring that bald head man with him though, he knew they were moving together. Would that man attack her? He sat up and thought that maybe he should go to her and make sure she was ok. He shook his head, his dark skin blended in so well to the darkness of her room, his dark leathers he wore made him all the same in darkness, almost invisible. He laid back again, reassuring himself she could take care of herself. He just waited for her and if she brought Faris, he would kill himx sweeten the deal.

 

[PrudeinOC]

dystopia

Kara could see she had made a grievous error in protocol, shit, she should have been meek! She could see his eyes, now she looked at him blazing red. She slumped expecting the scolding of a lifetime. 》Bam!《 out of nowhere came a vicious slap that made stars explode in her vision, Leader hadn't moved and Kara didn't see where it came from. Her head was spinning and her ears ringing, a trickle of hot blood ran unnoticed from her split lip.

The follow up round house to the stomach she also didn't see coming and it robbed her of breath. Kara skidded across the floor from the force of the kick clutching her abdomen feebly. Gasping for oxygen completely bewildered and terrified.

Kara was flipped into her back and saw nothing but a dagger at her breast, right over her heart. Talia glared at her as she used her hand to raise Kara's head to look at her. "You never, ever speak to our Leader like that, you speak to him with respect!" her fist wrapped deep in her hair, jerking Kara's head uncomfortably a feverish light glinting in her eyes "You worship our Leader, you should be so grateful that you are even allowed in here! I am usually the only woman that serves our Leader you pathetic rookie... many in our guild have served TG for decades and never even heard his voice. You show him the respect he deserves you fucking dog! I should kill you with the dagger my leader gave me as a gift, a gift from a savior"
Kara didn't hear half of the tirade screamed at her by Talia, where the hell had she even come from?? Had she listened at the door when she escorted her? Kara was still struggling to breathe and the slight weight felt like a wall upon her, her gasping causing the dagger to scrape her skin. She was being reprimanded and pain were all she was sure of.

And when the dagger turned to a dozen vipers writhing in her face the blood drained from her face and she didn't feel anything besides the terrible knowledge that she was about to die. She didn't have any particular problem with snakes, but with them all writhing agitated inches from her face the phobia was born

"Stop."

Such a simple word. And the world changed.

"Master..." and Leader was standing next to them, he put a hand to Talia's shoulder, "let it go, steel your nerve."* Kara felt the tension leave Taliah's body and the snakes were no longer menacing. Kara was quivering with pain, fear and relief, unwelcome tears welling in her eyes. And Leader took her hand and spoke to her in a kindly manner, admonishing her as a child.

"Kara, please never forget your place, I was only trying to get to know you, Faris tells me that you are being saved as a bargaining chip. I understand why now." He stood and vanished from the room, leaving a vorex in his wake. Kara laid on the ground in a daze, the emotional whip lash making it difficult to think clearly.

Talia picked Kara up roughly and stripped her of the seductive black satin gown, leaving her naked. "Consider yourself an apprentice again, earn your way back to the low rank you were all over," Kara's heart sank, she had been stripped literally and figuratively and it was so degrading, despite no one there to bear witness. An apprentice's life was hard and a demoted apprentice would be doubly so as she would be Shunned by the guild, but Taliah was not done yet "Do not ever let me see you again, in fact I'm going to do you one favor, FARIS!" She yelled as the bald headed heavy set man to the chambers and bowed. "The Leader has given me rank as officiate of punishment, Kara is your pupil, correct? Now she is a common whore, she is to use her body to gain coppers. And you Faris, you are now her handler on the street, both of you get out of the house of the Leader!" Her voice was raised and the door left open, the entire guild hall must have heard. Kara winced.

Faris took Kara's hand and rushed her out of the Leaders chamber in nothing but her skin. Outside in the alley behind the guild he brought her up and shook her from her shoulders "What in the gods name have you done Kara? " he exclaimed, shaking her again, her breasts flouncing uncomfortably with each shake, "You not only got yourself placed in the most degrading work, but you took me down with you! Why? What did I do to deserve this tell me what!"

Kara was so numb from the experience it took Faris' shaking her to snap her out of her stupor. "Oh Faris! I was such a fool!" She burst into tears, and his anger began to thaw, she was far too green to have been sent before the Leader, no wonder she slipped up, the poor thing! *"If it were not for... oh hell... what are we going to do now Kara? You tell me, you pissed the Leader off, you piss Talia off and she is a damn demoness if I ever met one! Ohh Kara, you don't know what you have done, all my years... and because I vouched for you, stuck my neck out on the line for you, this is what I get!" He took his hands from her and dropped to his knees sobbing.

Kara felt for him, he had fallen much further than she had from counsel man to whore handler, and it wasn't even his fault, he had done nothing wrong. What could she even do to fix this? She was helpless in this moment, ostracized and reduced to whoring, it made no sense. Kara tried to piece together the broken bits of her scattered memory of the traumatic scene.

Tears streamed down her face unchecked, she fought back the sobbing and gasped a few deep calming breaths, the tears would not stop, "I know, " she gasped another deep breath, "I know I wasn't as respectful as I should have been, " she shuddered at the understatement, remembering the vipers in her face "but I am not sure what happened exactly. I don't know what I could have said differently for that to have changed the outcome." She mused aloud for herself and for Faris' benefit. Faris looked up at her, she could see the anger mixed with desolation clearly upon his face. "Come " she tugged at his arm, "let me treat you to a drink and we can figure a way out of this mess." She put pleading eyes on, but her swollen face, purpling from the slap, split lip with blood just starting to thicken still fresh upon her chin, eyes swollen and red, she looked so pitiful, and yet determined to carry on, this creature had spirit and strength and even though she had been mere weeks from starting her advanced training, this was what Faris had seen in her, unhonned and still so much woman! No, he could not kill this child, it would be taken as insubordination for him to avoid his new duty as her "handler".
"We've got to get you cleaned up!" And he wrapped her bruised body in his very large sweaty cloak. They walked to a nearby pub, at this hour it was just beginning to fill up, but they found a secluded table in the back, not before Kara had relieved a drunken sailor of his full pouch. He ordered two ales, a bowl of warm water and a clean cloth. "Tell me exactly what happened "

Kara kept the narrative brief but recounted what she could as she cleaned herself with the cloth and warm water. "I told him what happened last night and today. The man who made Antony and I at Tipsy Stallion, and the man who approached me in the courtyard. Following him because he had identified me, when I had done no TG business that day. I overheard the man was a Drow shrouded in illusion. That was why I asked the counsel about it. Then Leader told me my garb offended him and instructed me to change. I didn't want to keep him waiting so I borrowed a dress from Talia. He liked it and he asked me to dance, so I did. When I asked about the Drow he showed me an ornate mirror, some gift to seal the pact between TG & Shards of Fate. And told me how dangerous and deadly the Drow was. An illusion recreation of last night at the Tipsy Stallion that seemed all too real came to be and Leader posed the question 'what if it's you he is interested in?' At this point I went on a bit of a rant about the improbability of that and how I would never betray TG After saving my maidenhood for so long. Next thing I know he's angry, I am being beaten and screamed at by Talia. I swear I thought she was gonna kill me with that snake dagger! And Leader stopped her, told me never to speak to him that way again. Mentioned he could see the potential you saw in me and the rest you were there for." Faris looked at his ale as Kara told the tale "I don't understand if Leader liked the idea of saving me, why Talia would sentence me to being a whore! I mean I know I shouldn't have spoken so to him, but it was all loyalty to TG"

Faris spoke then, "it would seem to be a case of petty jealousy on her part. She has had an intimate relationship with Leader and it must have made her quite jealous to see him take an interest in you. She must have felt threatened by your youth and budding beauty, as it far surpasses her own." Kara blushed furiously, the compliment was not given lightly. "We cannot ruin years of keeping your virtue for a moment of jealousy on her part. Already it has stripped me of my title, home and belongings for her moment of jealousy. The punishment must still stand. There are ways we can work around it, but it will not be easy. If we can come up with something more highly profitable than expected, perhaps we can earn our good graces in a matter of months instead of years. We can put that pretty face to some good use without sacrificing your body. But first I need to train you in a few tricks and we need to let your face heal, you will seduce no one with half your face black and blue! "

Kara passed Faris the purse, "here, this should take care of a place to stay for the week until we figure something more permanent out." Thoughts of yesterday and today were washed from her mind by plans for the immediate future.

Faris took the bag " meet me at dawn by the sea at the base of the cliffs and I will begin your new instruction"

Kara left, clothed in nothing but Faris' cloak. She took the long way home pondering possible ideas and scenarios for what the future would hold. She made it to her door and undid all the many locks. She opened the door, very preoccupied with her thoughts and re-secured the locks behind her. She cast off the sweat smelling cloak onto her bed and made her way to the wash room to cleanse away the day.

 

[amon_darknight]

She wasn't very aware of her surroundings either, he shook his head as she walked into her bathroom, he heard her cleaning herself up, she had a rough day. He shook his head and didn't feel really that bad, she had to learn her place, and if she had a spine, she should have fought back against Talia. Good luck to Kara in beating her, all her magical gear was handed down to her from himself, she had some crazy stuff. Sometimes Talia even scared him... nah... not really. He grinned as he took a gold coin from a pouch and started to roll the coin over his knuckles, he wondered if she would notice him at all. He drew a wand and walked over to the door and he tapped it, sealing the door from opening, he than walked over to her chair and sat in it, as he waited for her. What would she think, when seeing him here, see him in the flesh? He had his hat, he had it slung over his back though, not wanting to be rude. He sat and waited for her to come out, finally he heard her cone out and enter her bed chamber. He saw her enter in a very provocative nightwear and he smiled, liking how she dressed, she looked very sexy. He spoke, revealing himself. "Kara, you wished to meet me, so here I am, in the flesh. Do not be alarmed." He had his hands in front of him, showing he wanted things calm, he wanted to talk. He wanted this talk to be smooth. He had that smug look on his face as he sat and watched her.