You are Jareth, Disciple of Elshhu and sworn enemy of one particular artificer who can't let go of grudges. It's not like you even did anything all that bad, certainly nothing deserving of threats of violence carried out by large stony servitors. Oh well, that should be the last you'll see of her for a while anyway, you have your doubts she'll be walking the experience off for a few days.
Meanwhile, you find yourself on the side streets some distance from Golem Way with an unconscious dwarf in your arms. Seems you got chased quite a way, far enough that you don't recognize the street, but it should be easy enough to find your way back onto the main roads if you look around a bit.
Something tells you that Hilda's going to need some time to recover herself, which means that your fun day out is probably going to have to come to a close for now, and barely a couple of hours after meeting up. Shame, but there's nothing you can do about it. You should probably find her somewhere to rest, and since you are most definitely not going up to the Sisterhood Chapterhouse to hand her over, you're going to have to figure something different out.
>Leave her with her cousin Gozo
>Carry her all the way back to Gurby's Inn
>>Leave her with her cousin Gozo
>>Carry her all the way back to Gurby's Inn
Either could be fun, but we could talk with Gozo more with the former, so I choose that.
I want to ask him about some actually useful equipment, like boots that let us walk on walls/ceilings or something, if we can't do that with just our magic.
>I want to ask him about some actually useful equipment, like boots that let us walk on walls/ceilings or something, if we can't do that with just our magic.
It would be a more advanced application of your magic, but it'll show up as an improvement option sooner or later depending on which other ones you pick.
Hmmm, I don't know then, I just want to get some nonjoke equipment from our hard earned money instead of some shitty stripping gauntlets.
Can something make us invisible or when activated create several illusions of us? I'm thinking some tricky enchanted gear would fit Jareth best, since we don't know how his magic can be used.
OH, is there something that can protect against water completely, like crate a barrier that doesn't let water through? I have a feeling the Scaled Gods' priests/disciples like that lizard guy might be all water users.
Anyway, changing >>44604008 to Gurby's Inn, then. It could be cute. Maybe.
>OH, is there something that can protect against water completely, like crate a barrier that doesn't let water through? I have a feeling the Scaled Gods' priests/disciples like that lizard guy might be all water users.
Well, you could always ask.
Ah, fuck it then, never mind the vote change in >>44604060, hopefully Hilda won't be too angry at us for leaving her with Gozo, just make sure we cover her up nicely.
If I was willing to spend the whole day playing with her, I'd take her to an inn and have her wake up with our dick in her face and our finger in her cunt.
But alas, we have things to do, should probably check up on the temple too, deal with the Licie situation, especially if she's there as well.
>But alas, we have things to do
Yeah, like that elf
Ah, the sissy from the Arena?
You bring up a decent point, but I meant more serious things to take care of, not just pleasure cruises.
Didn't we promise to check up on the barmaid about if we healed up or something?
It takes some wandering around and asking for directions, but before long you're back on the main street, from which it's a short walk back to Gozo's house/workshop/fire hazard. You knock on the door to no response, and again. Is he hiding in the ceiling again in there?
“Gozo, it's me, Jareth.”
“The guy with your cousin, we met about an hour ago.”
“You know I could just kick your door down, right?”
That finally gets a response, as I hear a crash from inside.
“Wait, wait, hold on, I'm coming,” Gozo's voice calls from inside, the dwarf red-faced as he pulls the door open.
“Don't kick my door, I don't want to have to explain to Hilda how you blew your leg off!”
You raise an eyebrow, stepping in through the doorway, peering around behind it to the strange setup of little metal containers and lengths of copper wire.
“Are you awed and amazed? You should be, it's a magnificent setup, only problem is that it once partially triggered when a pair of drunks started fucking against my door... Just led to a few burnt ass hairs and my whole front room being thrown into disarray for a week, but better safe than sorry, right?”
You glance around the scattered mounds of paper and half-finished meals, wondering exactly what this room looked like when it was in disarray.
“Right, well, Hilda had a bit too much fun, mind if I leave her here while she sleeps it off?”
“Well, I'm expecting company soon, but I suppose I can lay down some blankets over there for her,” Gozo shrugs, pointing to a corner of the open half of the front room.
“Honestly, can't you just return her to those psychopaths she carries on with?”
“I'm not exactly there favorite person in the world, bringing her back there would probably do more harm than good,” you smirk, shrugging.
“Hmm, I understand implicitly, they weren't too fond of me either, if you can believe that?”
“Some people have no taste, I suppose,” you grin, which sets the heavyset dwarf nodding sagely, arms folded across his chest.
“Well then Jareth, was there anything else, or can I return to my preparations for tonight's planned adventure in racial unity with a charming young elf lady of particularly loose morals and fine taste in male company? Which is a cause I'm sure you can approve of.”
“You're doing Elshhu's work, Gozo.”
>No, that was everything
>Ask some more about inventions (write-in what in particular)
>Say, can you think of anything to protect/counter water based attacks? Like, oh i don't know, an armlet that can project a barrier that doesn't let water pass through, or an armor that redirects incoming water away from the wearer when activated? I think the first idea could even be useful for diving underwater, if the form and position of the barrier can be manipulated, maybe make it a a sphere that covers a set space by default and let the user change that by will or something?
>I don't know, you're the supposed mad genius.
And also I mean even if we don't buy this, at least we gave him more ideas to mess with, so that's always good, probably helps get on his good side even more.
We never did tell him to make that stripping gauntlet, right? I certainly hope we didn't.
Also you should update the archive pastebin in >>44603969
“Before I go, can you think of anything to protect against water magic?” you ask, eyes drifting over the great mountains of papers across the table covered in scribbled concepts.
“I think I've got an umbrella around here somewhere,” Gozo shrugs.
“I was thinking more aggressive water magic than that,” you smirk, Gozo giving a nod.
“Ah, I see, well I don't have anything like that around right now, but I'm sure such a design wouldn't be beyond the realms of possibility. Perhaps a ring or armlet designed to project a shield or dome of magical energy specially attuned to disrupt mana shaped into that particular elemental nature.
Well, it could be costly, depending on what sort of features you want, and how durable you want it to be.”
“How about using it to hold back water underwater?”
“A full sphere, hmm, which would have to reshape itself to account for any barriers it might intersect with. Even more costly. An interesting concept though.”
You'd figured as much. Still, if it prevented you from getting any more water-related impalings, it might well be worth it.
“Since you're friends with Hilda, I could draw up some designs for you, and we could talk about the base issues of currency when you return, if you would like?”
“Sounds good, thanks Gozo,” you nod, handing Hilda off to him.
“My pleasure, always glad to help someone with an appreciation for my art, now then, workshop's closed for the rest of the day, so off you go,” Gozo grunts, nodding to the door.
You head outside, shutting it behind you, starting off down the street, glancing back to see a pretty young elf, maybe high elven judging by the light skin and golden hair, knocking on Gozo's door. From what you know of high elves, you're guessing her parents probably don't know about that relationship, high elves are probably one of the few groups in the city who would take dwarf/elf relations harder than dwarves would...
Oh well, good for them, breaking down those ancient prejudices to fuck like rabbits, Elshhu be praised.
It's not too far into the day, and once again you find yourself with plenty of time to spare. The question now is how you spend that time.
>Head back to the Inn, see how Rihara and Veleska are doing
>Head to the Arena, you still need to catch up with that elf
>Head to Glimmer Street to the Bellicose Swan, see if anyone you know is around
>Go call on the Guild Guard Offices, hassle them for information on the growing list of people who want you dead
That could happen any time. I'm going to go for any chance for elf boys, since it's possible the people who turn into spergs at the sign of anything gay could show up the next time it's possible.
You're not far away from the arena, come to think of it. You could always go check in on that elf, make sure nothing bad happened after you saved him from those two Blood Guild thugs. You can't imagine the Blood Guild would've sided with them over the elf, considering that the racer no doubt makes a whole lot more money for the guild than those two did, but it's still a slight concern.
The arena is busy as ever today, throngs of eager spectators flooding into watch the less gory daytime events. Weaving through the packed corridors and walkways, you make your way over towards the race track. You never did get that elf's name, but you can't imagine there's more than one team of all-elf racers with that skin tone, so it shouldn't be that hard to find him.
To your relief, the elf's team is still listed on the schedule for the day, which means that the elf probably didn't have any problems. It looks like their last race is coming up soon, so you wander in to watch it, passing a couple of gold to the guy at the door.
Sure enough, there's the elf himself, just getting ready to take part in a race, giving a smile and wave to the crowd as he lines up at the starting line. He's looking good as ever today, the lightweight white fabric of the elf's toga hanging well over his girlish hips and slim waist.
You aren't really here to bet today, so you just stand and watch, the elf coming in second after one of the more formidable racers. He still looks content enough with the outcome as he reaches the finish line though, one of the Guild employees coming to take away the horse and chariot as the elf returns to the back.
I'm not against fucking cute boys with Rihara, but based upon earlier threads there is a significant portion of this quest's playerbase who are violently against fucking any cute boys full stop, so I'm going to get it while I can rather than being against it just because Rihara's not with us.
Wandering down through the corridors, you make your way back towards the racers' rooms, a hulking minotaur stepping in your path as you round a corner.
“It's private past here,” he grunts, looming over you.
You suppose they must get the occasional weirdo trying to sneak in to meet the racers, so it's not that surprising it's off-limits to the public. As you're contemplating how best to deal with this however, you head a voice from behind the minotaur.
“Ah, it's you. Grazak, you can let him through, he's a guest,” the elf chirps, beaming at you as he practically skips down the corridor in his excitement.
The minotaur gives a snort, standing aside to let you by. Giving the hulking guard a smile and a nod, you step past, being locked into a sudden hug by the elf as he throws his arms around your shoulders.
“Thank you so much for your help. I wasn't sure if you'd be back.”
“No problem, I'm guessing it all worked out then?” you smirk, returning the hug, wrapping an arm around the elf's slim waist, bringing a slight blush to his cheeks.
“Everything worked out great. Oh, but let's not just stand around in the corridor, I still haven't paid you back, so how about I take you out for something to eat and we can talk? Or if you'd prefer, we could just go back to my room, I've got some nice wine there we could share?”
>If he's offering a free meal, take it.
>Head back to his room, should probably save any fancy meals until Rihara can join you
>there is a significant portion of this quest's playerbase who are violently against fucking any cute boys
No, there aren't, if you're basing this off not fucking the elf then and there than fuck right off, we explained why we didn't want to, and there has been no hard recoil to wanting to fuck Iden.
Stop being a paranoid dumb fuck who votes only for gay smut instead of caring about what happens in the story.
>How to spot someone who hasn't been here since the start
There was a large amount of recoil at the idea of even flirting with Iden, and there was several people in the thread where people got angry at the idea of fucking the elf that were explicitly against it because it was gay, because fucking an ass was 'disgusting' etc.
I've been here since thread fucking 1, asshole, I know there was backlash in thread 1, but there hasn't been anything significant since we've gotten to know Iden, not during discussion or during voting.
Or is there significant amount of people who hate fucking girls because we didn't immediately fuck Valia too?
I was one of the ones who was against the threesome because I wanted on on one with Riahra by the way. There was definitely people who didn't want it because they were against anything gay.
Sure, there were people who got triggered by homosex, but they weren't even nearly in the majority and wouldn't threaten the elf getting his butt pounded, especially in a threesome with Rihara.
Mentioning them as reasoning for why we should see the elf that Rihara wanted to fuck alone instead of several other more worthwhile pursuits that isn't just about fucking is laughable.
There was people really against it for ages. We barely lucked through the vote in the brothel to ask him if there was anything he wanted. People were pushing for just being bros with Iden and were hugely against him becoming a love interest since thread 1.
Because going to Iden for info is going to get us anything they could tell us and more about the gang, and they're definitely not going to be able to give us any useful info about the Snake Cult.
Saying that someone who voted for something voted wrong because it's "only about fucking" and not "worthwhile" when you yourself did exactly the same thing is called being a hypocrite.
I'm opposed to anything gay, but Iden has become interesting enough that I can enjoy the relationship buildup and just skip the eventual smut. Elfsex just seems gratuitous, and a brand of gratuitous that doesn't appeal to me and which I would prefer to pass over entirely.
Then skip over the smut and don't ruin this for everyone else. Every smut quest is about being gratuitous, why is it that what some people enjoy has to be sidelined because a loud minority can't just skim-read?
Are you seriously implying that fucking Licie, or the orgy out of nowhere with the two chicks in the tavern, or suddenly treating the dwarf like an object and her getting off on it so becoming her "master" was not gratuitous?
This quest is very much a smutquest. You should probably learn to deal with that.
I fully intend to skip over the smut in today's thread, and I haven't been the one complaining. I'm just saying there are more opinions in the thread than "nothing gay ever, you disgusting queers" and "gimme the buttsex now". Of course the quest is about gratuity, and I appreciate that. I'm saying that gratuity is only interesting if it's the kind of gratuity you like, but that even options you find unattractive can be interesting if they are more than gratuitous. To venture into a metaphor, I'm not opposed to drinking before noon, but I'll never order a white wine to do it because I don't like white wine. If a white wine were paired with my meal by fantastic chef, though, I'd be more inclined to try it.
Stop implying I'm not into traps, faggot, because I am. I'm saying we can't constantly go purely for smut and gratuitous fucking. But if we must go for it, and it must be the gay elf, then I'd rather invite Rihara along for it as well, since she's the whole reason we got to know this guy in the first place.
>fucked a maid for mana and getting healed
>fucked the dwarf who can get us our sister's stuff
>fucked some whores
>fucked the daughter of a quest giver and the "evil mastermind" quest
Not exactly comparable to fucking someone random off the street.
Or someone else who has become as interesting, yes. And even then, I'm going to stop reading once the dicks come out, because even with Iden or someone like him that part still won't interest me.
“Not really hungry right now, what say we head back to your room?” you shrug.
“Sure thing, is your sister not around today?” the elf asks, as you make the short trip back to one of the doors off of the corridor.
“No, she's busy right now. I could bring her down next time I visit the arena though,” you smile.
“You should, I'll take you both out, it'll be fun,” the elf chimes, opening the door and letting you inside.
Damn, his team must do well in the races, because this is one comfy room. Soft pillows, rugs and fine wooden furniture, along with fancy elven ornaments and paintings, even a bowl of grapes on a side table next to an unopened bottle of vintage wine. It reminds you of sketches you once saw of elven mainland culture back before the goblins happened. Certainly not what one would expect in the middle of the Blood Guild's arena, that's for sure.
“Make yourself at home, just sit down wherever,” the elf beams, heading over to the wine, retrieving two glasses as he uncorks the bottle.
You sit yourself down on some of the cushions, enjoying the chance to sit back and relax properly after your little run in with the golem earlier. The whole room smells vaguely of some sort of spice, giving the whole place an exotic air, and with the walls of the arena being thick stone, and the doors equally sturdy, you can barely hear the roar of crowds echoing down the corridors outside.
The elf hands you a glass, filled with a dark red wine of some sort, you're no expert on wines really, but whatever it is, it looks pricy.
“Oh, I still didn't even tell you my name yet, did I,” the elf smiles, sitting himself down on the cushions next to you.
“Neither did I, come to think of it, I guess we were both in a bit of a hurry,” you smirk.
“Athiel, nice to meet you,” the elf smiles, giving a slight nod, his shoulder-length light hair bobbing from the gesture.
“Jareth, likewise,” you grin, taking a sip of the wine. It's every bit as good as it looks.
“Do you like it? It was a gift, a fan gave it to one of the guildsmen to pass on to my wife. Took us three days to actually get it while it was stuck in a backlog of gifts being checked for poison,” Athiel smiles, swirling the wine around.
“I suppose the guild's just being careful, lot of crazy people in this city,” he shrugs, taking another sip.
“You're married?” you ask, raising an eyebrow, hadn't expected that.
“Sure am, forty-one years of marital bliss.”
“One of your team mates?”
“Close, all of my team mates. We grew up together, raced on the amateur street circuit back in the Thorn District. Just kinda made sense to make things official, or as official as anything is in this city,” Athiel chuckles.
Huh, come to think of it, you had heard that certain elven cultures practiced polygamous marriages like that, you suppose it's a tradition that's still alive with some of them, even if their homelands are long gone.
“They're all out at the moment, but I'll introduce you sometime, they were all really appreciative of you and your sister for helping me out.”
“Not a problem, what happened with those two anyway?” you ask, smirking.
Athiel blanches a little at the question, his dusky skin going pale.
“I, urgh, sorry, I really wish Ezti hadn't given me quite such a full description,” he frowns, taking another gulp of his wine.
“Well, I told the guild about what'd happened, and then those two woke up and denied it. It was looking like it was going to turn into quite an argument, and I was getting a little worried, then Guildmistress Kravana turned up.”
Now there's a name you've heard of. One of the masters of all of the Blood Guild's sizeable operations in this district. A veteran of the fighting pits herself before she got too old for it, though considering the way you've seen some of the young gladiators talking about the grizzled matriarch in hushed tones, you're guessing she's still plenty scary.
“She just talked to them for a few minutes, and they both broke down and admitted it, so she had some of the guildsmen drag them away. They wound up on the roster for the late night fights the next day. I didn't go see it myself, but my husband Ezti did... I do wish he hadn't given quite that much detail though. My stomach's a little weak for that kind of gore,” Athiel winces.
Hmm, well, that brought the mood down, maybe you ought to change topics to something a little cheerier?
You're filled up from your experience with Hilda.
MILF pit fighter?
Holy shit, can we ask for an introduction? Might be fun / a good source of gold to get involved in the pits. We can do it on our off-days, bank some serious dosh, and spend it on toys from Gozo.
Also dangerous sexy possibly musclebound MILF.
Now there's an idea I like, there haven't been enough amazons in the quest, and we passed up on all opportunities for orcs so far.
Funding Gozo is always the right idea.
>How's life in this line of work? We're thinking of maybe doing this on the side every so often, maybe we'll talk to Kravana about it.
>So how many people is he married to?
>How open is their marriage anyway, how does that work?
I can't think of anything else to talk about, since this guy is largely useless as far as we know.
Maybe ask about job opportunities at the pits? We'd probably be better suited to gladiatorial stuff than racing, but if the elven racing harem can put in a good word for us we could probably find work.
Just seems like every time we get paid for taking on an adventure the money's all spent as the next one begins.
“So how is life in this line of work? I was thinking about doing some of it on the side every now and again, between adventures,” you ask.
“Well, the gladiatorial stuff would probably be more my speed.”
“I don't doubt it after seeing you put down those two thugs. I'm sure the guild would be happy to have some new blood, just be careful if you're going to get involved in the later fights, the daytime ones people don't usually die in, but...”
“No problem, I'll be careful. Could you introduce me to Guildmistress Kravana, I can ask her,” you smile.
“Uh, well usually the guildmasters don't deal with every new application personally,” Athiel mumbles, staring into his glass, you get the feeling that he's also a little nervous about talking to the woman.
“Well, if it's a problem I don't mind talking to someone lower down,” you shrug.
“Oh, no, it's okay. I owe you that much at least. We could go see her in a little while if you want, when we're done here,” Athiel smiles.
“No rush, just curious is all.”
“I certainly wouldn't mind you being around, we get some rather unpleasant sorts joining the arena I'm afraid, so a few more good people for company would brighten up the place.”
“The Blood Guild isn't a name that, by design, attracts large numbers of friendly people,” you smirk.
“True, and... well, I shouldn't complain, they've treated us very well, but it feels like I just don't have any friends here outside of my team,” Athiel sighs, taking another sip of the wine.
“I'd imagine your team keeps you plenty busy anyway,” you chuckle.
Athiel smiles, nodding as he finishes off the glass of wine. He really powered through that, you take another sip of your own.
“Oh, absolutely, though of course everyone has their own lives outside of racing, so we're not always spending all our time around each other, like today.”
“I've got to admit, I'm curious about how this whole thing works. So there's seven of you total, right?” you ask, remembering the team from when you watched them all before.
“That's right, I've got two husbands and four wives. I know some humans get very excited about elven group marriages, seem to think we're ready-made harems or something,” Athiel chuckles to himself, pouring out another glass. He barely looks tipsy, despite his girlish figure he sure can handle his drink.
“Call it professional curiosity, as an Elshhuan priest, the sexual practices of other cultures is something I'm very interested in.”
“Ah, so that's it, I thought I recognized the amulet,” Athiel smiles. Huh, Elshhu's pretty widespread, maybe he's just from a culture where she's a little less well known.
“Well, ask away, I'll do what I can to assuage your curiosity,” the elf chuckles.
You tap a finger to your chin, making a big show of thinking, though you already know very well what the thing you're most curious about is.
“How open is the marriage anyway, how does that work?”
“Hmm, it's not completely open, we don't just go around fucking anybody, contrary to certain lewd novels making the rounds of the city right now,” Athiel sighs, shaking his head.
“Not 'completely', eh.”
“Not completely. That's not to say that we never do, but we limit it, and we don't sleep with people our partners don't care for. The important part is making sure that you don't neglect your husbands and wives because you're too busy screwing around, so we tend to pick and choose who we sleep with outside of the marriage pretty carefully.”
“Sounds like it could get complicated,” you smirk, you can't imagine how seven different personalities all trying to keep the relationship on some sort of balance works.
“It can be, the first decade was pretty rough while we were all getting used to how things worked, but it's a lot better now, I can't even remember the last time we had any arguments,” Athiel smiles.
“Sounds fun, anyway,” you smirk.
“It is, ah, I'm really looking forward to our rebonding ceremony soon, it's rare for all seven of us to spend the whole day together,” Athiel beams.
You quirk an eyebrow at that one, Athiel still smiling away to himself as he stares into the wine.
“It's an all day celebration of our bonds of marriage. Errm, it... it's got some very fancy literature around it in the tales of my homeland, but to put it simply, it's an all day group orgy. Sometimes we invite one or two other people to participate, but for the most part it's just about us reinforcing our bonds.”
“I see, I think we've got some similar ceremonies in the Elshhuan faith, though sadly we don't get many people coming to celebrate these days,” you shrug. They aren't exactly the same, but it is true that there's a fair few Elshhuan rituals for married couples (or groups) to spice up their love lives.
“Something tells me your version is a little crazier than ours,” Athiel chuckles.
“There does tend to be more open participation,” you nod sagely, you've taken part in a few of those yourself. Good times.
Athiel smiles, setting aside the half-full glass to lounge back on the cushions, stretching out his lithe body with a groan, letting his arms flop out to the sides.
“It's been a long time since I asked about having any fun outside the marriage, just hasn't really been anyone who took my fancy for a while...”
“Until now, I'm guessing?” you grin, Athiel's dusky cheeks flushing a little.
“My, aren't you humans always so cocky. Though in this case you may be right,” Athiel smiles, rolling onto his side to face you, the thin white fabric wrapped around his waist resting on girlish hips and shapely legs.
“So do you want me to... reward you, or... did you have something in particular in mind?”
>Let Athiel reward you
>Take charge, have your way with the cute elf
>Take charge, have your way with the cute elf
I gotta say, I hope some elves are still monogamous, or it'll ruin my dream of accidentally NTRing a cute elf boy by fucking his partner, and then soothing it over when he gets all angry after walking in on it by seducing him too.
Bonus points if before it he's 'straight'.
There are many elven cultures. High elves tend to be more monogomous, while many of the sylvan elves and their offshoots, which includes Athiel and his partners, were more polygamous.
Can confirm it just takes a good dick to show an Elf he's not straight.
>>Let Athiel reward you
I'm interested what 50 decades of married life has taught him, let's see how well he can suck.
We can have change the flow afterwards, maybe finger his butt a bit.
Cool. To be honest it's not like they'd have to be elves for the above scenario to work, but elves are usually the only ones feminine enough, for me at least. I would imagine there aren't that many Idens around.
I have the feeling that taking charge and blowing the elf's mind could land us an invite to their all-day orgy. Maybe we could bring Rihara as a +1.
Or for added hilarity, bring Valia and see if she turns an all-new shade of red
How about we get Iden and Razi together, then 'accidentally' leave the door unlocked so Razi can walk in on Iden
cuddling with jareths beefy arms around him, having the sweetest dreams he's had in years
The whole thing with "sometimes we invite one or two people" was obviously intended to be Jareth and Rihara.
And I personally think letting him play with our junk a bit right now before we take charge could turn out even better, shows that we're flexible but can take charge, and that we have stamina. Plus I like the idea of fingering his butt while he blows us, seems fitting for an elf prettyboy.
Can we still start off with a blowjob? I assume the being rewarded option was that.
Maybe I'm wrong and he has a gigantic cock to please our boypussy with though.
No TL yet, it's pretty new.
It's a short akun quest about elves trying to defend their village against orcish invaders.
Needless to say, it's a smut quest, though they did manage to hold out an impressive amount of time.
I'm probably going to have to do my usual disappearance for an hour before finishing the scene. Do people want me to post what I've got so far before I go, or save it all for when I return?
And then you fucked his butt and came in him
Pulling your pants back on, you decided to
>Go fuck Iden, he's a lot cuter
>Go fuck your sister, cos you love her like that
>Go bone the bone witch already, she needs a dicking to cure her tsun
>>Go bone the bone witch already, she needs a dicking to cure her tsun
Let's play the struggle snuggle with razzle-frazzle
Heh, you even copied the way Lordy uses double linebreaks, nice.
Grinning, you roll over on top of the pretty elf, hands on either side of his shoulders as you look down at him. Athiel flushes, hips shifting a little, trapped between your knees.
“...Or I could just follow your lead,” he chuckles, as you brush some hair from his cheek, taking in the elf boy's feminine features, pretty amber eyes staring up at you.
You lean forward, drawing him into a kiss, a gesture he returns eagerly, tongues entwining as you enjoy the softness of his lips against yours. You break it off a few moments later, a little trickle of saliva escaping the corner of his mouth as you part.
“Ah, you humans are so forceful,” he sighs, cheeks reddening, and glancing down, you spot another obvious reaction to the affection making a little tent in the fabric of his sarong.
“Already, eh?” you grin, reaching down to tug aside the fabric, the sarong coming away easily, revealing the elf's cock, small and slim, twitching eagerly.
“I can't help it,” Athiel pouts, as you smirk.
“I have that affect on people,” you grin, tugging down the lining of your pants, your shaft flopping free, only half-erect, but already significantly larger than the girlish elf beneath you.
“I haven't seen many human ones, admittedly but that's big, even for one of them, right?”
“Right,” you smirk, Athiel's eyes still locked on your shaft, casting its shadow over his own smaller member.
“This... may require a little preparation.”
“More than you're used to?” you ask with a grin.
“Yeah. Ezti's always gloating about how big his is, but even that's a lot easier to handle.”
“If you're worried, we can always do something else,” you shrug.
“No, no, does that look worried to you?” Athiel giggles, nodding down to his still twitching shaft.
Smirking, you roll off of the lithe elf, leaving him lying there puzzled for a moment as you prop up some cushions, sitting yourself up on them.
“In that case, what say we make those preparations. First things first I think I'm going to need a bit of added lubrication,” you grin gesturing for the elf.
Biting his lip Athiel rolls onto his front, crawling over to your side, one hand gingerly reaching forward to brush against the head of your cock.
The contact is enough to bring you to full mast, Athiel's hand pulling back in surprise for a moment as you swell further.
“It... it's not going to get any bigger than that, right? Otherwise I think it really might be a problem for me.”
“Athiel, please, have faith in yourself, in my years as an Elshhuan priest I've seen larger things fit in tighter spaces, just needs a little effort getting it all ready,” you smirk.
“Well, I am a hard worker,” Athiel chuckles, leaning forward, holding his hair back from the side of his face to give you a good view as he presses his lips to the side of your shaft, working his way up it, planting kisses along the length.
You give a pleased sigh, which spurs the pretty elf on as he laps at the swollen head, tongue tracing little circles around the tip, flicking across the slit to lap up a bead of precum.
“Hmm, you even taste good,” he purrs, his other hand reaching forward as he rests himself on his elbows, his delicate fingers caressing your sack, rolling one of the heavy orbs in his palm.
You enjoy the sensations, resting one hand between his shoulder blades, stroking the smooth skin of his slim back for encouragement as he works, his lips and tongue exploring every inch of your shaft. There's no denying the elf's learned a lot of tricks from his years of marital bliss.
Still, you can't just be idle yourself, you let your hand trail down the elf's back, down to his hips, letting your hand glide along one of the soft globes of his buttocks, Athiel giving a little gasp as you wrap your hand around his shaft, or at least three fingers, it's a little small for any more than that.
Your other hand comes to rest on the back of Athiel's head, guiding the girlish elf to the tip of your shaft, and giving a firm but gentle push, his lips parting to take in your length with a contented moan.
From the way his cock twitches in your hand as you press him down, you get the feeling he likes a little bit of light domination. You smirk, giving some more tugs of his little shaft as he presses deeper and deeper down on your cock. Despite his small size, the little elf can fit an impressive amount of your shaft between his lips before it starts to press against the opening of his throat. From the lack of gagging, you'd imagine that if he was in a better position for it, he'd be able to swallow the whole thing down into his throat, but you have him to your side for a reason, so you'll settle for what he can fit for now.
As you enjoy the hot sensations of Athiel's mouth you continue your work, rewarding every pleasant sensation with another tug of his twitching shaft. You feel the elf moan around your cock, his shaft unloading an impressive amount of seed considering the small size of the elf's balls, spattering across your palm and the cushions beneath him, his hips rocking as he humps the air in his enthusiasm.
You hold the hand up, sticky with Athiel's cum.
“Looks at this mess,” you chuckle, Athiel giving a mumbled “m'sorry” around your cock as he looks back at the hand from the corner of his eye.
“No problem, I needed a bit of added lubrication anyway,” you grin, rubbing your fingertips together, the seed slipping between them.
Athiel obviously figured out where that was going, as his amber eyes widen even before you bring your hand back to his hips, two fingers slipping down the crack between his pert buttocks. You press one slick digit to the tight opening, Athiel's hips twitching at the sensation as you push inside. Athiel redoubles his already impressive efforts as you start to probe his hole, his tongue winding around the side of your shaft as he bobs with increasing enthusiasm down your length, cheeks hollowed out as he sucks for all he's worth.
You sigh, enjoying the heat and pressure, the tickling of his tongue as he works your shaft, one hand still caressing your balls, his other hand wrapping around the rest of your shaft that the elf can't fit inside, stroking the thick meat eagerly.
Smirking, you press your finger in deeper, probing down to the second joint, Athiel's body accepting you eagerly. Hmm, you know the elf is no stranger to this sort of thing, but you do wonder just how much he's used to dealing with.
“So what's the biggest you've had? This big, or bigger?” you grin, pumping the finger in and out, his asshole twitching around your finger.
“B'gger,” the elf mumbles around your shaft, raising up to near the head to flick his tongue along the slit once more, lapping away at more of your precum.
“Okay, then how about this?” you grin, your middle finger joining the index as you stretch out the tight entranceway, Athiel giving a throaty moan as he suckles on your cock, your second finger pressing down inside of the eager elf.
“This big, or bigger?” you grin, starting to pump in and out of the hole once more, Athiel's hips rocking in time to the motions, his shaft starting to twitch back to life at the sensations you're drawing from him.
He might have said something, or he might of just moaned, you didn't hear, either way, you're not done quite yet.
“You want another? Well okay, you're going to need to be able to take at least that much if this is going to work,” you smirk, Athiel's eyes going wide as you squeeze in a third finger. It's incredibly tight, and definitely more than the elf is used to, thankfully his seed on your fingers is enough to ease the passage in as you start to work the three digits in and out, stretching him out, getting him used to the added fullness. He's going to need the help, that's for sure.
“Alright, I think that ought to do it,” you smirk, pulling your fingers free, Athiel giving a gasp as the feeling leaves him, his head pulling up off your shaft to look back at his stretched ass.
You look down at your shaft, liberally slathered in the elf's saliva, as Athiel looks up at you, breathing heavy, tongue flicking out to lap up some of the excess drool along his bottom lip.
“You ready?” you ask.
Athiel doesn't even answer, crawling around to stand on hands and knees before you, lowering his front down onto his elbows as he looks back over his shoulder at you. You smirk, running a hand across the elf's perky ass, his puckered hole still twitching in anticipation.
“Well, you look pretty ready to me,” you grin, shifting forward on your knees, placing your hands on his buttocks to spread him open.
“Just go easy on me,” Athiel gives a nervous smile, as you line yourself up, his eyes locked on the thick shaft as it bobs into his line of sight for a moment before you lower it to press against his entrance.
Even with all the preparation, it's still impossibly tight, and you hear a pained moan from Athiel as you press forward, starting to stretch out the tiny ring.
“Oh goddess,” he moans, as you start to push inside, feeling the elf's ass slowly but surely loosening up at your intrusion.
It's been a while since you've done this, so you're in no rush either, may as well enjoy every moment of it. You stop for a moment to give Athiel a chance to adjust, his ass squeezing you tight, gripping you in place.
“Okay, I'm ready,” Athiel gasps, looking back over his shoulder at you once more.
Smirking, you start to work your way in deeper, Athiel's back arching at the sensation as you press deeper and deeper.
“It... ah, it feels even bigger than it looks, maybe I really can't handle it,” he gasps.
You shake your head, running a comforting hand across the elf's soft skin.
“You're doing fine.”
He moans as you start to drag out, waiting a moment before sawing back in, pressing a little deeper, Athiel's shaft suddenly twitching to life as he lets out a girlish gasp, the tip drooling precum. Grinning at the sight, you drag back again, pausing for just long enough to make Athiel look back at you, begging you silently before you drive forward once more, driving more pleasure from the girlish elf as you stimulate his prostate.
“M-more,” he moans.
Well, you can't argue with that. You pick up the pace, the puckered ring of his anus dragging along your shaft as you being slow, steady pumps, bumping against his prostate with every thrust, his tiny shaft twitching at the flood of sensation, drooling cum onto the pillows beneath.
Athiel's head rests on the pillow before him, eyes fixed on you as you pump into him, his whole body shuddering with the pleasure coursing through his body with every jolt you bring to his body. You lean forward as you start to press deeper, bringing a hand to rest above his shoulder as you use the new angle to press more and more of your length into him, your balls slapping against the girlish elf's ass as you crane your neck, taking the tip of one of his ears between your teeth gently.
The elf yelps, this final piece of sensation enough to drive him over the edge, as you hear the spatter of his cock unloading onto the pillows beneath you once more.
“Poor thing, look at the mess you're making, and I'm not even anywhere near done yet,” you whisper, starting to pump once more, Athiel giving you a lidded stare as you pound against his ass, the slap of flesh on flesh echoing through the chamber.
You feel your own peak approaching soon enough, the tightness of the girlish elf's ass milking your shaft for all its worth as your balls tense up, unloading deep inside of him. You don't even stop, letting a jolt of Elshhuan magic run through your body, your shaft not losing even a little hardness as you continue to plow the tight elven passage.
You can't recall exactly how long you go on for, but as you draw back up from atop the elf, letting your cock slip loose of the hole with a flood of pent up seed, you know you've been going on for quite a while. Poor Athiel is something of a drooling mess, the pillows beneath his hips soaked through with the countless anal orgasms you brought him to.
“T-that was amazing,” he mumbles, finally, letting his hips slip down to the ground as he recovers.
“I might have overdone it,” you chuckle, sitting back and stretching out your aching limbs. That was quite a workout, even for you.
“I can't- can't wait to tell the others about this.”
You smirk, letting the elf rest for a while, before he finally pushes up onto hands and knees, lifting himself up.
“Eww, I'm a mess, um, I'm going to go take a bath. Did you still want to talk to Guildmistress Kravana, I can take you to her in a bit if you don't mind waiting? I don't think I should be walking around like this though,” Athiel smiles, looking down at his sticky, cum-drenched lower half.
>Sure, I can wait a bit
>Actually, I've got to get going, you can introduce me another time
>>Sure, I can wait a bit
>>Mention that our sis might want in on this elf action too, if he wants to invite her. She isn't Jareth, but she isn't too bad either.
GOD DAMN LORDY
That's a first time
writing homosexto be remembered! I think that might have been your longest smut yet, what was that, 8 posts? And you even pandered to my size fetish~ >>44608782 was you too, wasn't it?
I have the most confused boner right now.
>Sure, I can wait a bit
>“T-that was amazing,”
He's not wrong.
>>Sure, I can wait a bit
We all knew that Lordy's smut scenes were god-tier.
What we didn't know was that he could turn half the board gay in ~8 posts.
Wizards are real, anons. They're real and they like smut.
To be completely honest I think Lordy's smut had been decreasing in quality for a fair while now.
However, the more realistic cardgame smut and this thread's smut are showing a recovering tendency, for me. I hope it continues.
And I hope to see the new and improve orc smut when the time for it comes.
“I can wait,” you smirk, Athiel nodding as he skips over to the bathtub up against one wall, cum still trickling down from between his cheeks.
The elf doesn't take too long, scrubbing off the sticky seed across his hips, towelling himself off quickly and picking out a fresh sarong to wear, his previous one having wound up rather stained from its close proximity to your fun.
“Okay, she's probably over in her office, it overlooks the arena,” Athiel explains, as the two of you make your way back outside, the minotaur guard giving the pair of you a snort as he steps aside. You suppose he was probably close enough to hear most of that. Oh well, you're sure he's heard far stranger things working here.
While Athiel was eager enough to help you out when you started out on this walk, as you come closer to where Guildmistress Kravana's office must be, he starts to noticeably drag his feet. You smirk, putting a comforting arm around the elf's shoulders.
“Come on, it's not like we're going to tell her any bad news, I'm sure she'll be thrilled to have someone like me working here.”
“I'm... not sure that 'thrilled' is an emotion she knows, unless it involved tearing out something's entrails,” Athiel replies, blanching as he no doubt gives himself an unpleasant mental image.
He stops before a thick wooden door, reinforced with iron bars, and looking like it's been repaired fairly recently judging by the bolted together crack along its centre. Taking a deep breath, Athiel gives a knock.
“Enter,” a female voice calls from inside, rough and husky.
Gulping, Athiel pushes the door open, stepping inside as you follow.
It looks like a museum of murder in here, weapons propped up on racks or up on the wall on displays alongside the skulls and stuffed heads of countless monsters from across the world. If Kravana killed all of these, you're pretty sure you don't want to get on her bad side, you don't recognize them all, but you recognize enough to know that some of these things would be far more than you could handle.
Kravana herself is stood in the far side of the office, a towering figure before the window down to the arena, tutting to herself as the crowd roars below.
“Leaving his left too open, how can anyone be happy watching that sloppy display,” the guildmistress mutters, finally turning away to face you.
She may be human but she's got at least a foot of height on you, maybe more, even with the slight stoop in her posture, one hand resting on a thick iron cane. You're surprised that someone as wealthy as a guildmaster couldn't afford to get a wound like that healed, but it's probably not wide to bring that up. Despite her injury, she still cuts an imposing figure, heavy with muscle, every exposed inch of skin covered in a patchwork of old scars. She stares down at the two of you, one eye white and blind, the other a piercing pale blue against her tanned complexion, dark hair tied back into a loose bun, the slightest hint of grey starting to creep in. You know, if you look past the scars and the terrifying steely glare, she's actually not bad looking, handsome more than beautiful perhaps, but she's got a sort of strong, regal look to her features.
“Athiel,” she says simply, resting her hands on the cane, staring down at the elf, who shrinks under her gaze.
“I- um- I... I brought- um, that is to say, I wanted to...”
She taps her cane impatiently on the ground, making the elf flinch.
“Speak, Athiel, I assume you wish to tell me something regarding this man,” she frowns, pointing the cane in your direction, her eye lingering on you for a second with a complete lack of emotion.
“I was... that is, this is Jareth, he's the one who helped me.”
“Ah, yes. Your assistance in ridding the guild of festering corruption is appreciated, Jareth,” Kravana replies, giving you the very slighest of imperceptible nods.
“However judging by the scent of copulation about the two of you, I am guessing you have already been suitably repaid for your assistance. I do hope you are not here to beg for some further compensation,” she continues, turning back to face the window, cane tapping on the ground.
“No no no no, nothing like that, um, Jareth was-”
“If Jareth wants something, I'm sure he can ask for it himself.”
Athiel's mouth clamps shut immediately, giving you a wide-eyed look. Well, here goes nothing.
“Guildmistress Kravana, I was interested in competing in the arena contests, I asked Athiel if he could give me an introduction.”
“And here you are, being introduced. Normally, such applications go through the lower ranked members of the Guild, as Athiel no doubt told you. So, did you come directly to me for some particular reason, or was your Elshhuan curiosity simply peaked by Athiel's no doubt dramatic tale of the terrifying monster-woman lurking above the arena?”
>No particular reason, just thought I'd come to you directly
>I wanted to ask about the late night matches
>You got me, Elshhuan curiosity
I like it because I'm into domination play of basically every form. Stuff like a man being put into a submissive position by another and his femininity being emphasized (especially with stuff like penis size difference) can be incredibly hot as a result. Same reason some NTR can be hot depending on how it's played.
>My Elshhuan curiosity certainly was piqued by rumours of an impressive, powerful and attractive woman, but I'm also interested in those late night matches. Do they have to end in death/crippling, or can the winner spare the loser?
Right, well Elshhuan curiosity wins, however I'm seeing a few votes for late night matches including one for both.
So when you're done hitting on the terrifying amazon, do you also want to ask about the late night matches?
“You got me, Elshhuan curiosity,” you shrug, smirking, as Athiel turns ghostly pale, a squeak dying in his throat as he starts to subtly inch away from you.
“So did I live up to your expectations?”
“And then some,” no use denying it, really.
There's a sort of feral, overpowering presence, setting of some primal fight or flight instinct deep in your brain, the rush of adrenaline setting your heart hammering in your chest, not to mention sending blood to other parts of your body. It may be a rougher, less sharp sensation, but it honestly reminds you a little bit of dealing with your mother. Maybe you've got that training to thank for not being more jumpy.
Besides, look at the ass on her, good goddess, you could spend all week squeezing that thing without getting bored.
There's a long pause, Kravana's cane tapping the ground as Athiel looks as if he's contemplating diving out the window to escape, only held back by the close proximity that would place him in to the source of his unease.
Kravana finally turns, giving a slight snort.
“You've got the balls to fight here, I'll give you that, and I know from the smack you gave our now retired guildmember that you can hit hard. There's no reason to deny you a place fighting in the arena,” Kravana frowns, stepping forward to loom over you, looking down at you.
“You are however, a little too frail for my liking, perhaps you should settle for turning your charms on effeminate elf boys.”
“Oh well, no harm in trying,” you shrug. Not like you've given up anyway, just because she's playing hard to get.
“There could have been, had you proven too annoying about it.”
Very hard to get. Well, you do enjoy a challenge.
“In that case, I wanted to ask about the night matches. Do they have to end in death or crippling, or can I spare the loser?”
Kravana shakes her head. “The night matches are not gladiators facing each other. They are to the death by virtue of the fact that nothing you would face in those matches would settle for anything less than killing you.”
“Hmm, what sort of things are we talking about here?”
“Monsters, procured at great expense. The ones during the day are trained to some degree, held back from striking fatal blows with magical bindings. The night time ones have no such restrictions. They also tend to be less aesthetically pleasing, the daytime crowds get their great beasts and monsters. The night time matches are for rare undead, more aggressive breeds of demons, aberrations drawn from the Pit of Qlippoth. Those sorts of things.”
Things that would get quite a kick out of flaying a person alive. No wonder Athiel was blanching at the memory of what happened to the two former guildsmen.
“Perhaps the pageantry of the daytime matches would be more to your liking, Jareth.”
You get the feeling there's a bit of an insult in that statement, or a challenge, Kravana's piercing eye locked on yours as she studies your reaction.
>Stick to the daytime, no sense putting your life at risk for the extra gold
>What the hell, not like you haven't fought plenty of other things that wanted you dead, go for the night matches
>What the hell, not like you haven't fought plenty of other things that wanted you dead, go for the night matches
I'm goin gfo this on principle because I'm a retard, but is there actually any point to this beyond more money. Like, how do we actually get upgrades, is it just using mana as much as we can or is there some kind of hidden xp system for fighting tougher stuff and being involved in more dangerous operations?
>What the hell, not like you haven't fought plenty of other things that wanted you dead, go for the night matches
Elshhu may be a sex goddess, but she'd probably appreciate a "warrior-priest" of hers fucking up some demons or 'rare' undead.
>What the hell, not like you haven't fought plenty of other things that wanted you dead, go for the night matches
With the training Jareth went through from his mother, he'll last at least long enough to gauge if night matches are beyond him.
I know Jareth has been more the punchy kicky kind of guy, but I hope he can put some of that Sunbringer training to use and handle a blade well as well, it will be needed to finish off the monsters, I'd wager.
We need to start lifting and training our stamina for Kravana
Anon, Kravana can probably eat trolls for breakfast.
At the very least we need to increase our mana reserves and be at full when lewding her, but she will still be disappointed we couldn't handle her without magic.
Elshhuan stuff specifically doesn't work with weapons. Lordy said way earlier that while he could use a blade, it would be far less effective than his fists because it would have none of his magic behind it.
It was said that a normal blade would be less effective.
If we managed to get an enchanted blade to swing with Elshhuan speed/strength, then I imagine it could be more deadly than our fists.
I kind of don't want to go the weapon route. For flavor more than anything else.
I do, however, want to milk Gozo for as many trinkets and gadgets as possible.
It'd be pretty awesome to be an unarmed brawler/gadgeteer.
It's not like you don't have experience of fighting things that wanted to kill you horribly. Hell, your childhood was filled with just that, and you'd wager that more than a few types of things that have wound up in the night matches are the same as the creatures the Sunbringers keep sealed away in the great vaults.
“So do I have to get locked into one or the other?”
“No. Though few make the jump from day to night matches.”
“Alright, then I'll give the night matches a shot,” you shrug.
“Are you sure about this, Jareth?” Athiel whispers next to you.
“Not a problem, at the very least I'm confident enough in my skills to survive long enough to realize I've made a terrible decision and switch to the day ones,” you smirk.
“Very well, if you wish to participate, come to the arena in the evening, there's always spaces for more matches, most lack the stomach for real combat.” Kravana taps her cane on the ground, eye still locked on you.
“Great, I take it you'll be watching?” you grin.
“Of course, I never miss the night matches, even if I can no longer compete personally,” Kravana frowns, turning back to the window, her cane clacking with every step.
“You can see yourselves out I'm sure. If you wish to participate tonight, preparations begin at sundown.”
Athiel hurries out the door, as you follow, sparing one last glance at the guildmistress.
“That was terrifying,” Athiel breathes, down the corridor from Kravana's office.
“Really, she didn't seem quite as bad as you made out,” you shrug.
Yup, Gozo is da man.
HF blade a go?
Also regarding Gozo, I think our best first purchase, besides that antiwater thing, would be some magic boots, since they wouldn't get in the way during sex so he wouldn't have to try and work around that.
“That's only because you've never seen what she can do. Just... just be careful okay, Kravana's dangerous, and the night matches are very dangerous, I'd hate for something to happen to you.”
“I don't get off on getting my ass kicked, so you have my word that if I feel like the night matches are more than I can handle, I'll quit right away,” you shrug.
“Well, don't expect me to come cheer you on, I can't stand blood,” Athiel sighs, shaking his head.
“I'll be fine,” you grin, putting an arm around the elf's shoulders.
“If you say so... Oh, um, while I remember. I was just wondering, do you maybe want to join me and my partners in a few days, for our rebinding?”
“Hmm, that's quite an offer. Guess I've definitely got to survive now then,” you grin.
“You can bring someone else with you too if you want, just one though, we like to keep it small,” Athiel explains.
You nod, considering your options, well, you could probably talk most people you know into going, so the real question is who you'd find the most amusing to invite.
“Oh, and if you come back sometime before then, I'll treat you and your sister to that meal, so please, don't do anything too crazy, okay?” Athiel continues. He's really making an effort to give you things to live for, huh.
“Nothing too crazy, got it,” you smirk.
“Any thoughts on who you'd like to bring? It helps if I can at least let my partners know who to expect?”
>Eh, you can't really decide yet, you'll get back to him
I agree it might be fun for Iden, first of all there are several women, and at least one guy who has a smaller dick, and every male there is comfortable and would be participating in homosexual behavior, so it might kickstart his confession to Jareth.
But Rihara has had eyes on this elf for days, and she's the most comfortable one with orgies.
I highly doubt we'll manage to get Iden involved in an orgy before we manage to get him ourselves. Not to mention we don't even need to kickstart anything. he already knows he's gay for Jareth and isn't denying it anymore. We literally could have slept with him before but chose to go for Valia instead.
Valia's told Jareth that, if she were to experiment with orgies, she would prefer to do so with people that she knows and trusts.
Iden's gettin' one-on-one lovin', no doubt about that, so as to fulfill his secret fetish of being held in the strong, masculine arms of a real
“I think Rihara would enjoy that... my sister,” you explain, Athiel nodding.
“Wonderful, I need to catch up with my partners now, so I'll let them know. It'll be in four days time at our apartment, just come down here in the evening and we'll take you there,” Athiel beams.
“Got it, I'm sure we'll see each other before then anyway,” you shrug with a smirk.
“Okay, just... once more, be careful,” Athiel nods, pressing his lips to your cheek before turning away, hurrying off down the corridor.
Well, that was fun. You remember very well what the rest of his team looked like, so you'd imagine the rebinding is going to be a night to remember, Rihara's going to be bouncing around like an over-excitable puppy when you tell her about this.
Stretching, you glance out of the window of the arena. Feels like a lot's happened today, and it's not even over yet.
>End of Thread
Thank you all for playing, going to call it there. I hope you all enjoyed today's thread
and were made slightly gayer for the experience.
I can stick around for some Q&A for a while if people like. No end of thread post today though.
Sunbringer magic, despite their sun motif, mostly manifests as golden lightning. There are some who practice a variant of it which is more fiery, since even among cults and orders and the like people tend to put a personal spin on their abilities, but in general it's lightning and healing stuff.
Glad you liked it. I'm planning on some more EnteeCards this weekend, and I'll definitely try to get another DoEQ thread up quicker than the last gap.
What you thinkin of that magic boot idea? Can Jareth pull some Jackie Chan Kung Fu fights only using his legs for actually fighting? It would need less messing about since Gozo wouldn't have to worry about making it suitable for sex. It's just I can't think of any effect useful in boots. Jareth can't use Sunbringer magic but used to be able to, right? Maybe something to do with lightning, or fire? Blandest thing I can think of is completely silent footsteps at will.
Sure, I mean, Jareth is pretty good at kicking stuff already, so he could still fight pretty well without using his arms.
As for the sunbringer magic, he still sort of uses it, it's part of the basis of his healing abilities and adds some of the force to his strikes, it's more like he's got a Sunbringer foundation and just build Elshhuan abilities on top of it. Jareth's brand of magic is pretty unique for that reason.
Could probably get some armguards that go up to our wrist as well without it getting in the way. Should have the boot be armored though, maybd later get another piecd that covers from the boot to and including our knee that's made to go along with the boot, appearance/stylewise. Thinkin something like http://rs658.pbsrc.com/albums/uu303/PhDPepper/Prospectice%20Cosplay/Vaan1.jpg?w=480&h=480&fit=clip or https://img0.etsystatic.com/000/0/6590545/il_fullxfull.290795204.jpg for the mechanic side of thing, not for the style itself, though I could see the second one, maybe with the plates covering each other from the top though.
An important thing would be for it to bot impede movement/flexibility too much.
For boot powers, I think of wind stuff first. Super jumps, fall control, and flying kicks, above what Jareth already does of course.
Only other thing I could think of was an Antaeus deal, where he's tougher while touching the ground.
You said his mana channels or something is all uniquely fucked up because of that so he can't learn other magic or even proper Sunbringer magic, right? Or am I misremembering?
Is Rihara's magic also unique-ish becausd of why Jareth's is?
To be honest it would be fun to play a propet sunbringer who one day decides to go rogue and live as Elshhu intended as well.
I don't think wind's good, Jareth alread does some of that stuff with mana, only thing I think of is a double jump but that's just silly.
Some form of earth control might be good, stomp and start a small shockwave, start a kick from the ground and have earth spikes extend in the same direction, make a dust cloud, never be trapped by a stone wall again since can just kick it down. Maybe something like a tremor sight thing(think Toph from Avatar)? Since we're mostly constantly in contact with it.
>You said his mana channels or something is all uniquely fucked up because of that so he can't learn other magic or even proper Sunbringer magic, right? Or am I misremembering?
No, he could learn sunbringer magic, if he had the right mindset and such for it. His mana channels are perfectly healthy.
>Is Rihara's magic also unique-ish becausd of why Jareth's is?
Yup, Rihara's magic is also a Sunbringer base with all the other stuff she's learned over the year haphazardly piled on top of it.
Magic in DoEQ is kind of a personal journey, you can take it in a certain direction, but at the end of the day everyone develops it differently.
>No, he could learn sunbringer magic, if he had the right mindset and such for it.
Why did he lose the stuff he'd already learned then? I mean, Rihara left before us and she can still use the actual lightning and everything. I thought changing what your a priest of and training in something different completely changed the way your magic worked.
So, what would a purely Elshuuan priest without the Sunbringer base be like? Could Jareth have finished his Sunbringer training and become one of their full fledged super powerful fighters if he stayed?
Would he have made mommy proud?
and are the upgrades we're getting all Elshuuan magic, or Sunbringer base getting a second wind from all the fighting, or just Jareth making random shit up that isn't in any of the books? Could we learn something from Rihara or are our mindsets too different?
He said magic is kind of a personal journey - I doubt anyone's is identical or entirely predictable. Two 'pure' Elshhuan priests probably have similar yet different affinities and abilities.
I more meant, he COULD use it, if he took his magic back in that direction. It's not gone to him forever, it's jut been rather overshadowed by his Elshhuan magic, which he took to a lot better.
>So, what would a purely Elshuuan priest without the Sunbringer base be like?
While it's again personal for everyone, in general Elshuuan martial arts and the magic around it tends to be more flowing, gentle sort of combat. Jareth tends to land a lot more heavy strikes, usually backed up with a little Sunbringer magic, hence the occasional burst of gold when he hits. The pressure points stuff on the list of upgrades is more 'traditionally' Elshhuan.
>Could Jareth have finished his Sunbringer training and become one of their full fledged super powerful fighters if he stayed?
>Would he have made mommy proud?
Hmm, one can only wonder.
>and are the upgrades we're getting all Elshuuan magic, or Sunbringer base getting a second wind from all the fighting, or just Jareth making random shit up that isn't in any of the books? Could we learn something from Rihara or are our mindsets too different?
It's a mix of the two, and some combining the two. Again, personal journey. Jareth could ask Rihara for some pointers on the way her magic works, but it would still take some effort to bend his magic in that direction as it developed.
It's kind of a vague distinction in DoEQ. Priests do certainly draw upon their deities in some ways, which is probably responsible for certain special manifestations of mana that don't appear elsewhere, such as being able to recover mana through fucking, but the majority of it is developed no differently than any other magic, and indeed can be mixed and matched between.
If we do get some magic boots, we need to have a function installed so thaf when we insert our feet and supply a bit of mana they fasten themselves to our leg so that they fit perfectly, so we don't need to waste time on clasping and fastening when we add more parts to it. Also makes fighting/escaping after sex easier.