Session 21: The Gods Have Spoken Report
General Summary
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DATE: Vamendour 5/625
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Naomi screams like the little girl she still is on the inside, shocked at what she's seeing. This more than likely wakes up her 'bed buddy', (As she's too in shock to admit she just slept with a married woman) but she doesn't care. She rushes back to the bedroom, her hand still up upon her forehead touching her horn...
"F-fuck fuck fuck. I knew this would happen but not this fast..! M-maybe this is a drunk dream, and Nahemah will snap me out of it, laughing at me..." She's talking to herself as she runs to the corner of the bedroom, grabbing her staff. Her hands tremble as she tries casting "Dispel Magic" on herself, but to no avail.
Naomi is causing one hell of a ruccus. The elf sits up and reaches under the bed and grabbing a still open bottle of wine. "Let me know if you are going to pass out, ill call a cl-uhhh..." She thinks. "A doctor i suppose."
Naomi turns her head and stares at the Elf, one hand still on her nub horn, the other holding her staff. Her eyes wander around the beautiful elven womans body, her curves, her beautiful face... Naomi drops her staff and runs over to the bed and... gets the urge to jump back into bed with the pretty Elf lady and cuddle her, so she does!!!
"Good mor-..." She catches herself and frowns, scooting away from the Elven woman, putting herself at an arms distance. She hadn't meant to react like that.
"Uhm...W-what happened last night, Mo- I mean, Ma'am..."
Naomi, while definitely...confused...Is very visibly having a hard time "looking up" at the Elves eyes...She's distracted by the Elven woman's fine body. She can't shake the thought out of her mind.
The lady takes a swig of wine before passionatly kissing Naomi, where after a full minute, Naomi finds herself with the mouthful of wine. "Well last night was fun but, ill fill in the gaps."
Eleanor hangs, no, grasps onto the thinnest of threads to keep herself from simply emotionally breaking down. She won't be able to try to find her if she does... she HAS to try to find her. She rushes to the downstairs of the tavern, anyone around this time of day would see them hyperventilate, tears running down her face, their eyes darting across the entire room in a frantic search.
She finds nothing, this fact thins the thread of her own sanity. She turns to the barkeep, "H-hey! Did.. did you see a woman pass through here this mornin? Pale like me, eyes a lil more on the orange side, long curly hair??"
The bartender is beyond passed out as she lays in a puddle of wine with four masks over her head. She has one foot caught in a small break in the bar, making an awkward position for aleep, but she is in fact sleeping and Eleanor has never seen an elf sleep before.
Eleanor spends a few moments gathering what she's seeing, she lets out a frustrated grunt and looks around "Fuck that one won't be of help-" she pauses and thinks for a moment, the thought causes her to think the worst. She hops over the bar to check on the elf, "Don't be right don't be right don't be right" she mutters to herself as she makes sure the bartender is alive.
The bartender immediately on being touched by eleanor vomits straight wine onto the floor, groaning in agony. Shes alive, just a drunk.
More tears run down Eleanor's face as she confirms the bartender is indeed alive. She breaths just a notch easier and jumps back over the bar, wasting no time to rush outside and look around the streets. A part of her hopes she finds Lorelei, the other part of her hopes she's simply just insane and imagined it.
Eleanores memories of the previous night start to come through as she searches the dawnlit streets. She drank so much the night before it was almost a blur till she was approached by a woman in an earilly detailed mask. They spoke without words and hands touched like they did a thousand times before. Drunk eleanor didnt eealize the familiarity of the hands, but remembered the feelings and they spent the night in a room she had squirreled away for such an occassion. You dont think you recognized her until the next morning that you saw her without the mask, but the memories of the feelings and touch are as powerful as if they were happening to eleanor while she calls out Lorelei's name in the dwindling streets of the city.
Eleanor continues running through the streets of the city, memories of the prior night coming back to her. Her tear stricken face just becoming more of a mess, holding herself at first tenderly in an attempt to remember that comfort, but she can't help but grip tighter, nearly clawing at her own body as she reminds herself that that comfort doesn't belong to her. Eventually she just... can't keep going anymore. She returns to the tavern, not going in, instead slumping on the side of it with her arms around her legs and face in her knees, barely able to manage any more tears.
The memory of the night before slowly starts to return as the woman explains what happened. Naomi and her flirted at the bar before going back to her home, where they enjoyed each others company for nearly a half hour before her husband Theralon came home. Outraged at Naomi, Theralon puncher her and began to scream at her when a kobold jumped out from the closet and grappled the elf out a window to the ground.
"So thats when you said that you would hate fuck my husbands dirty old dick out of my memory, and you did surprisingly well." The elf says, taking another sip of wine.
Naomi burns bright bred in embarassment from the description on what happened the night before. "S-so I was a good fuck then..? N-no no wait that's not important -- You're Theralon's Wife?! I...managed to do this..? I'm...wha..?" She's completely confused at the situation."W-well first things first. U-uhm...Hello, I'm Nahemah Dai'Gishkin, daughter of Rea Dai'Gishkin. And your first name is..?"
"Matilda, but lets do away with the pleasentries." She says standing up. "Its been fun. But i have some work to do today, so scoot along young one." She says giving Naomi a wink, before a knock is heard from the front door.
Naomi eeps and moves to grab her clothing, quickly throwing it on
"B-but last night? And Theralon..? And!...and this horn!! On my head, I didn't have this before! Did you see it happen?"
"I thought the mask was hiding it." Matilda says going into the bathroom. "Be a dear and answer that for me please?"
Naomi is so flustered and is still at a loss, so she obeys and goes to open the door, her clothing still in disarray as she opens the door . "H-hello?" She peaks her head out of the door, her nub horn fairly visible.
Rea and Milla stand outside the door, looking at naomi with a confused look. Rea sniffs and her eyes go wide from the smells she smells beyond the door.
"FUDGE!" Naomi says slamming the door and pressing her back against it. She quickly runs to grab her staff and runs back to the door, holding it closed.
Matilda makes her way from the bathroom, covered in a short robe as she opens the door, practically ignoring the frantic Naomi. "Ahh the other miss Dai'gishkin." She says with a smile. "Right on time, first thing in the morning for our punctual paladin."
"M-mom I can explain!!" is the first thing that comes out of Naomi's mouth, still fixing up her new, scandalous clothing.
"Nothing to explain Naomi~ You gave me a wonderful time." Matilda says before leaning forward and whispering to Rea. To which she then grabs a coat, and walks out the door, "Ill leave you three to talk.~"
"M-mom...I'm sorry..." Naomi takes a step forward into the doorway, looking embarrassed, confused and in need of comfort.
Rea frowns upon hearing what Matilda had to say, visibly clenching her fists...Her ceremonial gauntlets creak under the pressure. As Matilda walks away and Rea looks at Naomi, she stares at the little nub on Naomi's head. She reaches forward and gently touches the nub on Nao's head, causing Nao to flinch at first, thinking she was going to get struck the first time in her life from her mom. She pulls Naomi in for a deep hug and breathes in deeply, smelling the alcohol on her... "Oh honey...You're just like your Mother...What am I going to do with you."
Milla flutters beside them, looking more in depth at the horn, looking a little concerned, but saying nothing.
it's at this moment when Naomi starts to sob and ugly cry into Rea's chest as she hugs her close.
"I'm not mad darling, just disappointed you'd sleep with such a bitch." Rea says running a hand through Naomi's hair.
"B-but mom!!" Naomi says, looking at Rea. "Look at me!! I'm...I'm no real cleric, I did this to get back at Theralon for being mean to you!! I'm pathetic.." Naomi is still sobbing, her voice cracking as she speaks.
"Listen to me darling, we all make our mistakes. What have I always told you? You can atone, and learn from them...Gods I need to send a letter for Ariel, she's going to need to hear this." Rea's hands move aside Naomi's hair to look at the horn as she talks.
"Did she hurt you?" Milla says with all seriousness, a dour mood in the air.
"N-no...If anything she might have a few...marks...because of me.." Naomi says, her sobbing having quieted down to mere sniffling.
Milla sighs in relief.
Naomi sniffles again "C-can we go get my friend out of jail? We can talk more on the way...Theralon punched me last night -" She points to her black eye, "And my friend Ragia had a mage duel with him. They both got a-arrested."
Milla immediately flies at full speed out of the building. "ILL KILL THAT FUCKER!"
Ragia has the memory of what happened come to them as well while they look upon Theralon from her prison cell. She had seen Naomi go with an elf the night before, and in her drunken state decided to follow them. After sneaking up into the tree that Naomi and Matilda were making out in, she hid in the closet, knowing that there might be something suspicious about this female figure. A half hour later of being embarassed by their actions, Theralon burst in, punched Naomi and Ragia set off on him, forcing the two of them into a magic duel on the grass below, which ended in a stalemate when the guards arrested the two of them.
Just after thinking about this, the sound of chimes ring throughout the city, and even Theralon stays still and silent, as does the rest of the town the party sees as they travel through it.
A voice appears on the wind, to all within Gwillith. "For all under our banner, heed our words. We have answers for the stars missing from the night sky, and with consultations from many kingdoms, we need reach your ears about the state of the world. We no longer exist in the known universe, as the gods themselves have moved us into a safe harbor against the invaders from another realm. The gods are fighting, but they still watch over and protect us, by forcing away the evils of the cosmos. It is the goal, and hope of all living beings within Pondera, that we fight back the invaders, and send them from whence they came. As such a global hunt for a way to do so is underway. Until then, there is no guarantee that even a full generation of elves will live to see the stars once again. We will get through this together. This is a joint report and demand from the king and queen of Gwillith."
Theralon looks to Ragia after the announcement with a sigh. "You know I've been awake the entire time right?"
"Makes sense, you're an elf, i just hoped i wouldn't have to talk to you before we were out, but looks like i hoped for too much." Ragia replies with a returned sigh.
"You were the one that assaulted me, lets not forget this... Twice now technically." He says opening his eyes and standing up.
"First time was a harmless spell, you know that since you dispelled it. and second time i was just defending a friend, that you were attacking." Ragia snarks back.
"My wife always talks to me before she brings someone home. I simply lost my temper." Theralon says as there is a commotion from outside the cell.
"YOU SON OF A BITCH ILL THROTTLE YOU!" Milla says as she slams into the bars of the cell, reaching in as much as her little body can, but not quite nearly enough to get her hands on Theralon.
"Well look like retribution for your 'losing your temper' is knocking at the door, mister very old elf" Ragia says with a huff.
Rea runs up and grabs Milla and starts to wrangle her "B-babe! He's already in jail! We can't interfere anymore!"
"BULLSHIT! Ill interfere his face to a new DIMENSION!" She struggles against rea but she is far from strong enough to break free, but still struggles like a rabid dog against Rea.
"We're only here for a minor scuffle, I'm sure we'll be out before you know it, then he'll be all yours." Says the kobold, eying Theralon with a smirk.
"R-ragia, don't add tinder to the flames, my mom is gonna lose it." Naomi says catching up to her mothers with exasperated breath.
"We should already be out." Theralon says. "The paperwork is just 'taking a while'" He sighs. "Looks like you won Miss Dai'Gishkin."
"I didn't want it to be like this Theralon." Rea says with a sigh this time.
"I didn't want to find my wife fucking your daughter Rea."
Rea has to take two steps back because Milla's struggles get even more intense. "Nor did I want to find out my daughter was attacked by a senior Elven official!"
He sighs. "I will be the first to admit..." He says sheepishly, crossing his arms. "I may have... erred in my temper." Theralon looks to Naomi. "Im sorry for my actions, I should have had a conversation with my wife, not take out my frustration and anger on you."
"A-and I'm sorry for...getting drunk and...y-yeah. Sorry..." Naomi says, still bashful while Milla tries to hack a loogie at Theralon, while Rea places a hand over her wifes mouth. "My love, we came to get Ragia out, remember? We can't afford to cause an international incident." Rea whispers to her.
Its at this point a guard comes up to the cage with a set of keys. "Well sir, I should tell you that the concil voted in favor of the bill. If you hurry, you can catch the next vote about sending people to the northern borders." Theralon sighs and steps out of the cage, along with Ragia, but Theralon walks away while Milla growls at him from behind Rea's grasp.
Naomi rushes forward and hugs Ragia. "Thank you so much..."
"Hey no problem, whish i had a diligent protector with some of the boys i've slept with in the past, so thought i'd help, also nice horns, didn't know your race had them."
Naomi's hand goes up to the single nubby lil horn on her head stroking it a bit. "They' don't...I'm a special circumstance...I'll have to explain it to the others later, but let's go catch up with Ayame and the others, yeah?"
"Sure, just need you to put me back on the ground for that, unless you wanna princess carry me all day, which i wouldn't mind to be honest." Ragia says teasingly.
Naomi giggles and puts Ragia down. "Unfortunately I'm not that strong." She walks over to Milla who's worn herself out a bit, and she kisses her face. "Hey Milla...Sorry about all this...This is the friend that helped me last night, you already met them before."
"Must... focus.... on rage.... hi fellow small person." Milla says closing her eyes.
"Hi~ you sure show off the wrath of a true dragon, even if your wings could be sturdier." Ragia says with a smile.
The group leaves the prison as Ayame points them out from outside with Eleanor and Lacy. "Huh... found them!" She says as she approaches the group.
"Oh thank the- Oop" Lacy turns her heel and attempts to disappear into the crowd. "I'll go find Eleanor." is her only excuse.
"A-Alright!" Ayame calls back to Lacy.
"H-Hey Ayame.." Naomi says, feeling insecure.
Ayame smiles "Hey, whats wrong?" she says to Naomi gently.
"I...Did something I shouldnt have last night Ayame." Naomi says quietly.
Ayame blinks, blushing a little bit looking at her outfit, gingerly reaching out to touch the horn "A-Are those part of the outfit? How do they come off?"
Naomi sniffles and wipes her eyes, "I...I hate fucked Theralon's wife. He punched me. I have Lust Devil blood in me so the horn finally...grew out after last night."
"E-EH?!" Ayame goes a deep crimson. "I..I see...uhm...wait...your mom and a demon..but she... W-Well, Your ok and thats all that matters." she nods to her friend.
Ragia pokes her head between the two, "Looking here I'm sure no one would guess I'm the one who spent a night in prison out of us. Was i the only one who didn't fuck last night ? man the things you do to keep young maidens out of harm's way."
"Eh? I am perfectly chaste." Ayame retorts.
"It's not like I sought it out!! I just...drink like my mom does... And one thing led to another..." Naomi mutters out.
"From what you said about your horn, i'm guessing you also fuck like one of your moms. A cougar like her i bet she loved taking your cherry." Ragia says relentlessly teasing Naomi.
Ayame whines, "Im heading back to the tavern!"
"Oh, probably a good idea, the cell wasn't really comfy to be honest" Ragia says, following everyone back.
"WHO THE HELL PISSED IN MY FLASK?!" Lacy calls out in anger as the party regroups back at the tavern.
Eleanor can't help but chuckle a bit at the sound of what Lacy had just discovered. She shuffles her hand into her pouch and holds out her large bottle of backup whiskey, "Don't worry hun I've got backup if you ever need any."
"Thats a shame." Ayame says, walking through the door with Sebastian.
"I don't need more, I just need to know who to get revenge on." Lacy mutters, pulling up a chair.
"H-hey everyone, hope the piss flask gets cleaned!" Naomi says, entering the tavern while still looking like a mess. Between the black eye, different clothing and the new horn, she looks like a totally different person.
Eleanor does her best put-together act for the group, waving to them, "Morning y'all. How's.. well, everyone?"
Naomi walks over to Eleanor, pulls up a seat right next to her, and leans her head on Eleanor's arm. "Terrible. Theralon punched me in the eye last night."
"Oh? Are you the reason he wasn't deepthroating the podium this morning?" Lacy says, with a twinge of admirative respect towards Naomi.
"Sorta...Ragia had a magic duel with him and they both got arrested."
"She banged his wife." Ayame says deadpan.
Naomi slams her hands down on the table. "A-Ayame!!"
"Hell yeah, we were just throwing too much fire around the trees so the guards had to intervene, otherwise I would have won too." Ragia says proudly.
Lacy looks at ragia then back to Naomi "No fucking way! You both did that?!"
Naomi whines, and nods her head before burying her face in her hands to cover her blush.
"Here I thought I was preaching to the void! Great job guys!" Lacy stands. Twine seems excited too and wanders off Eleanor onto the table. the bounty hunter moves to pat the pair's backs. After a short encouragement, lacy goes to buy the party breakfast.
Eleanor blinks, surprised at the entire situation, "Wow Nao you're full of surprises. You really let loose while my eyes were elsewhere didn't ya?" She almost goes to touch the horn but instead ruffles Naomi's hair, "Looks like you've... grown" She says with a chuckle, "Try not to get a black eye next time though" she gives Naomi a wink before adding, "Punchin first is also acceptable."
Ayame nods "Or become strong enough that no one would dare throw a punch! Like your mother."
Lacy slides next to Ayame "We have to figure out what we're doing next. Any Ideas that don't involve destroying century long relationships?"
"Yes!" Ayame jumps up and whips out a map, slamming it down. She spreads the map out and drops some gold coins on each corner to keep it open. She then points to the Kingdom of Steisen on the map, "That is where we should go next."
"Huh? What about Orzhov? Didn't you want to go there earlier?" Lacy looks from the map to Ayame.
"Well...yes I did, it is... kind of between here and Steisen... I figured we could stop in on the way." Ayame says softly.
Eleanor looks over to the map, adding their opinion, "I really don't care where we're going as so as long as we can find ways to make some cash there."
"Mmh, right. Plus, I'd rather be...Out of this city soon.." Naomi nods in agreement.
"I have important research to do at Steisen." Ayame says looking to the rest of the party.
Nahemah coughs into her fist "Aherm. Since I'll be mostly utilizing Ayame's carriage, I'm inclined to just go where she takes it."
"I do want to get to rynasen, why didn't we hear about your interest in steinsen before?" Ragia says.
"I was able to do some research here in this city that is leading me there.. while you where in prison and Naomi was...enjoying someones wife."
"Ayame you haven't told us much about your motives, I'd say you're more of a mystery than any of us. What kind of research are you pursuing exactly? Why so secretive? We already know about the other things, Is it really that much worse?" Lacy says.
"Wasn't it to get some item or somethin? I could swear your grandma or whatever on the island told us" Eleanor says, racking her brain.
blinks "Eh? It's not a secret...I'm looking for a magical item, a magic pipe to be specific" she says, gesturing with her current pipe.
"Oh, right, so Steisen might have clues to it's whereabouts ? or do they have the facilities to forge a new one?" Ragia says, curious about the circumstances as she scritches her own chin.
"Clues to its wereabouts...it could be where it was originally created." Ayame says, looking at the map excitedly.
Lacy folds her arms, taps on her foot on the ground, and thinks... "I don't have any better ideas... and I don't like being dragon bait... You said Orzhov is some sort of Tele-port?"
Eleanor shrugs, "Didn't you say that dragon place was safe Ragia? I'd be a lil ticked if you were trying to coerce us somewhere that wasnt"
"I-Its the magical capital of the world...they do have the ability to create portals and use the uhm..gateway stone things" Ayame says. "But yes...I think we should go to the mountains."
DATE: Vamendour 5/625
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Naomi screams like the little girl she still is on the inside, shocked at what she's seeing. This more than likely wakes up her 'bed buddy', (As she's too in shock to admit she just slept with a married woman) but she doesn't care. She rushes back to the bedroom, her hand still up upon her forehead touching her horn...
"F-fuck fuck fuck. I knew this would happen but not this fast..! M-maybe this is a drunk dream, and Nahemah will snap me out of it, laughing at me..." She's talking to herself as she runs to the corner of the bedroom, grabbing her staff. Her hands tremble as she tries casting "Dispel Magic" on herself, but to no avail.
Naomi is causing one hell of a ruccus. The elf sits up and reaches under the bed and grabbing a still open bottle of wine. "Let me know if you are going to pass out, ill call a cl-uhhh..." She thinks. "A doctor i suppose."
Naomi turns her head and stares at the Elf, one hand still on her nub horn, the other holding her staff. Her eyes wander around the beautiful elven womans body, her curves, her beautiful face... Naomi drops her staff and runs over to the bed and... gets the urge to jump back into bed with the pretty Elf lady and cuddle her, so she does!!!
"Good mor-..." She catches herself and frowns, scooting away from the Elven woman, putting herself at an arms distance. She hadn't meant to react like that.
"Uhm...W-what happened last night, Mo- I mean, Ma'am..."
Naomi, while definitely...confused...Is very visibly having a hard time "looking up" at the Elves eyes...She's distracted by the Elven woman's fine body. She can't shake the thought out of her mind.
The lady takes a swig of wine before passionatly kissing Naomi, where after a full minute, Naomi finds herself with the mouthful of wine. "Well last night was fun but, ill fill in the gaps."
Eleanor hangs, no, grasps onto the thinnest of threads to keep herself from simply emotionally breaking down. She won't be able to try to find her if she does... she HAS to try to find her. She rushes to the downstairs of the tavern, anyone around this time of day would see them hyperventilate, tears running down her face, their eyes darting across the entire room in a frantic search.
She finds nothing, this fact thins the thread of her own sanity. She turns to the barkeep, "H-hey! Did.. did you see a woman pass through here this mornin? Pale like me, eyes a lil more on the orange side, long curly hair??"
The bartender is beyond passed out as she lays in a puddle of wine with four masks over her head. She has one foot caught in a small break in the bar, making an awkward position for aleep, but she is in fact sleeping and Eleanor has never seen an elf sleep before.
Eleanor spends a few moments gathering what she's seeing, she lets out a frustrated grunt and looks around "Fuck that one won't be of help-" she pauses and thinks for a moment, the thought causes her to think the worst. She hops over the bar to check on the elf, "Don't be right don't be right don't be right" she mutters to herself as she makes sure the bartender is alive.
The bartender immediately on being touched by eleanor vomits straight wine onto the floor, groaning in agony. Shes alive, just a drunk.
More tears run down Eleanor's face as she confirms the bartender is indeed alive. She breaths just a notch easier and jumps back over the bar, wasting no time to rush outside and look around the streets. A part of her hopes she finds Lorelei, the other part of her hopes she's simply just insane and imagined it.
Eleanores memories of the previous night start to come through as she searches the dawnlit streets. She drank so much the night before it was almost a blur till she was approached by a woman in an earilly detailed mask. They spoke without words and hands touched like they did a thousand times before. Drunk eleanor didnt eealize the familiarity of the hands, but remembered the feelings and they spent the night in a room she had squirreled away for such an occassion. You dont think you recognized her until the next morning that you saw her without the mask, but the memories of the feelings and touch are as powerful as if they were happening to eleanor while she calls out Lorelei's name in the dwindling streets of the city.
Eleanor continues running through the streets of the city, memories of the prior night coming back to her. Her tear stricken face just becoming more of a mess, holding herself at first tenderly in an attempt to remember that comfort, but she can't help but grip tighter, nearly clawing at her own body as she reminds herself that that comfort doesn't belong to her. Eventually she just... can't keep going anymore. She returns to the tavern, not going in, instead slumping on the side of it with her arms around her legs and face in her knees, barely able to manage any more tears.
The memory of the night before slowly starts to return as the woman explains what happened. Naomi and her flirted at the bar before going back to her home, where they enjoyed each others company for nearly a half hour before her husband Theralon came home. Outraged at Naomi, Theralon puncher her and began to scream at her when a kobold jumped out from the closet and grappled the elf out a window to the ground.
"So thats when you said that you would hate fuck my husbands dirty old dick out of my memory, and you did surprisingly well." The elf says, taking another sip of wine.
Naomi burns bright bred in embarassment from the description on what happened the night before. "S-so I was a good fuck then..? N-no no wait that's not important -- You're Theralon's Wife?! I...managed to do this..? I'm...wha..?" She's completely confused at the situation."W-well first things first. U-uhm...Hello, I'm Nahemah Dai'Gishkin, daughter of Rea Dai'Gishkin. And your first name is..?"
"Matilda, but lets do away with the pleasentries." She says standing up. "Its been fun. But i have some work to do today, so scoot along young one." She says giving Naomi a wink, before a knock is heard from the front door.
Naomi eeps and moves to grab her clothing, quickly throwing it on
"B-but last night? And Theralon..? And!...and this horn!! On my head, I didn't have this before! Did you see it happen?"
"I thought the mask was hiding it." Matilda says going into the bathroom. "Be a dear and answer that for me please?"
Naomi is so flustered and is still at a loss, so she obeys and goes to open the door, her clothing still in disarray as she opens the door . "H-hello?" She peaks her head out of the door, her nub horn fairly visible.
Rea and Milla stand outside the door, looking at naomi with a confused look. Rea sniffs and her eyes go wide from the smells she smells beyond the door.
"FUDGE!" Naomi says slamming the door and pressing her back against it. She quickly runs to grab her staff and runs back to the door, holding it closed.
Matilda makes her way from the bathroom, covered in a short robe as she opens the door, practically ignoring the frantic Naomi. "Ahh the other miss Dai'gishkin." She says with a smile. "Right on time, first thing in the morning for our punctual paladin."
"M-mom I can explain!!" is the first thing that comes out of Naomi's mouth, still fixing up her new, scandalous clothing.
"Nothing to explain Naomi~ You gave me a wonderful time." Matilda says before leaning forward and whispering to Rea. To which she then grabs a coat, and walks out the door, "Ill leave you three to talk.~"
"M-mom...I'm sorry..." Naomi takes a step forward into the doorway, looking embarrassed, confused and in need of comfort.
Rea frowns upon hearing what Matilda had to say, visibly clenching her fists...Her ceremonial gauntlets creak under the pressure. As Matilda walks away and Rea looks at Naomi, she stares at the little nub on Naomi's head. She reaches forward and gently touches the nub on Nao's head, causing Nao to flinch at first, thinking she was going to get struck the first time in her life from her mom. She pulls Naomi in for a deep hug and breathes in deeply, smelling the alcohol on her... "Oh honey...You're just like your Mother...What am I going to do with you."
Milla flutters beside them, looking more in depth at the horn, looking a little concerned, but saying nothing.
it's at this moment when Naomi starts to sob and ugly cry into Rea's chest as she hugs her close.
"I'm not mad darling, just disappointed you'd sleep with such a bitch." Rea says running a hand through Naomi's hair.
"B-but mom!!" Naomi says, looking at Rea. "Look at me!! I'm...I'm no real cleric, I did this to get back at Theralon for being mean to you!! I'm pathetic.." Naomi is still sobbing, her voice cracking as she speaks.
"Listen to me darling, we all make our mistakes. What have I always told you? You can atone, and learn from them...Gods I need to send a letter for Ariel, she's going to need to hear this." Rea's hands move aside Naomi's hair to look at the horn as she talks.
"Did she hurt you?" Milla says with all seriousness, a dour mood in the air.
"N-no...If anything she might have a few...marks...because of me.." Naomi says, her sobbing having quieted down to mere sniffling.
Milla sighs in relief.
Naomi sniffles again "C-can we go get my friend out of jail? We can talk more on the way...Theralon punched me last night -" She points to her black eye, "And my friend Ragia had a mage duel with him. They both got a-arrested."
Milla immediately flies at full speed out of the building. "ILL KILL THAT FUCKER!"
Ragia has the memory of what happened come to them as well while they look upon Theralon from her prison cell. She had seen Naomi go with an elf the night before, and in her drunken state decided to follow them. After sneaking up into the tree that Naomi and Matilda were making out in, she hid in the closet, knowing that there might be something suspicious about this female figure. A half hour later of being embarassed by their actions, Theralon burst in, punched Naomi and Ragia set off on him, forcing the two of them into a magic duel on the grass below, which ended in a stalemate when the guards arrested the two of them.
Just after thinking about this, the sound of chimes ring throughout the city, and even Theralon stays still and silent, as does the rest of the town the party sees as they travel through it.
A voice appears on the wind, to all within Gwillith. "For all under our banner, heed our words. We have answers for the stars missing from the night sky, and with consultations from many kingdoms, we need reach your ears about the state of the world. We no longer exist in the known universe, as the gods themselves have moved us into a safe harbor against the invaders from another realm. The gods are fighting, but they still watch over and protect us, by forcing away the evils of the cosmos. It is the goal, and hope of all living beings within Pondera, that we fight back the invaders, and send them from whence they came. As such a global hunt for a way to do so is underway. Until then, there is no guarantee that even a full generation of elves will live to see the stars once again. We will get through this together. This is a joint report and demand from the king and queen of Gwillith."
Theralon looks to Ragia after the announcement with a sigh. "You know I've been awake the entire time right?"
"Makes sense, you're an elf, i just hoped i wouldn't have to talk to you before we were out, but looks like i hoped for too much." Ragia replies with a returned sigh.
"You were the one that assaulted me, lets not forget this... Twice now technically." He says opening his eyes and standing up.
"First time was a harmless spell, you know that since you dispelled it. and second time i was just defending a friend, that you were attacking." Ragia snarks back.
"My wife always talks to me before she brings someone home. I simply lost my temper." Theralon says as there is a commotion from outside the cell.
"YOU SON OF A BITCH ILL THROTTLE YOU!" Milla says as she slams into the bars of the cell, reaching in as much as her little body can, but not quite nearly enough to get her hands on Theralon.
"Well look like retribution for your 'losing your temper' is knocking at the door, mister very old elf" Ragia says with a huff.
Rea runs up and grabs Milla and starts to wrangle her "B-babe! He's already in jail! We can't interfere anymore!"
"BULLSHIT! Ill interfere his face to a new DIMENSION!" She struggles against rea but she is far from strong enough to break free, but still struggles like a rabid dog against Rea.
"We're only here for a minor scuffle, I'm sure we'll be out before you know it, then he'll be all yours." Says the kobold, eying Theralon with a smirk.
"R-ragia, don't add tinder to the flames, my mom is gonna lose it." Naomi says catching up to her mothers with exasperated breath.
"We should already be out." Theralon says. "The paperwork is just 'taking a while'" He sighs. "Looks like you won Miss Dai'Gishkin."
"I didn't want it to be like this Theralon." Rea says with a sigh this time.
"I didn't want to find my wife fucking your daughter Rea."
Rea has to take two steps back because Milla's struggles get even more intense. "Nor did I want to find out my daughter was attacked by a senior Elven official!"
He sighs. "I will be the first to admit..." He says sheepishly, crossing his arms. "I may have... erred in my temper." Theralon looks to Naomi. "Im sorry for my actions, I should have had a conversation with my wife, not take out my frustration and anger on you."
"A-and I'm sorry for...getting drunk and...y-yeah. Sorry..." Naomi says, still bashful while Milla tries to hack a loogie at Theralon, while Rea places a hand over her wifes mouth. "My love, we came to get Ragia out, remember? We can't afford to cause an international incident." Rea whispers to her.
Its at this point a guard comes up to the cage with a set of keys. "Well sir, I should tell you that the concil voted in favor of the bill. If you hurry, you can catch the next vote about sending people to the northern borders." Theralon sighs and steps out of the cage, along with Ragia, but Theralon walks away while Milla growls at him from behind Rea's grasp.
Naomi rushes forward and hugs Ragia. "Thank you so much..."
"Hey no problem, whish i had a diligent protector with some of the boys i've slept with in the past, so thought i'd help, also nice horns, didn't know your race had them."
Naomi's hand goes up to the single nubby lil horn on her head stroking it a bit. "They' don't...I'm a special circumstance...I'll have to explain it to the others later, but let's go catch up with Ayame and the others, yeah?"
"Sure, just need you to put me back on the ground for that, unless you wanna princess carry me all day, which i wouldn't mind to be honest." Ragia says teasingly.
Naomi giggles and puts Ragia down. "Unfortunately I'm not that strong." She walks over to Milla who's worn herself out a bit, and she kisses her face. "Hey Milla...Sorry about all this...This is the friend that helped me last night, you already met them before."
"Must... focus.... on rage.... hi fellow small person." Milla says closing her eyes.
"Hi~ you sure show off the wrath of a true dragon, even if your wings could be sturdier." Ragia says with a smile.
The group leaves the prison as Ayame points them out from outside with Eleanor and Lacy. "Huh... found them!" She says as she approaches the group.
"Oh thank the- Oop" Lacy turns her heel and attempts to disappear into the crowd. "I'll go find Eleanor." is her only excuse.
"A-Alright!" Ayame calls back to Lacy.
"H-Hey Ayame.." Naomi says, feeling insecure.
Ayame smiles "Hey, whats wrong?" she says to Naomi gently.
"I...Did something I shouldnt have last night Ayame." Naomi says quietly.
Ayame blinks, blushing a little bit looking at her outfit, gingerly reaching out to touch the horn "A-Are those part of the outfit? How do they come off?"
Naomi sniffles and wipes her eyes, "I...I hate fucked Theralon's wife. He punched me. I have Lust Devil blood in me so the horn finally...grew out after last night."
"E-EH?!" Ayame goes a deep crimson. "I..I see...uhm...wait...your mom and a demon..but she... W-Well, Your ok and thats all that matters." she nods to her friend.
Ragia pokes her head between the two, "Looking here I'm sure no one would guess I'm the one who spent a night in prison out of us. Was i the only one who didn't fuck last night ? man the things you do to keep young maidens out of harm's way."
"Eh? I am perfectly chaste." Ayame retorts.
"It's not like I sought it out!! I just...drink like my mom does... And one thing led to another..." Naomi mutters out.
"From what you said about your horn, i'm guessing you also fuck like one of your moms. A cougar like her i bet she loved taking your cherry." Ragia says relentlessly teasing Naomi.
Ayame whines, "Im heading back to the tavern!"
"Oh, probably a good idea, the cell wasn't really comfy to be honest" Ragia says, following everyone back.
"WHO THE HELL PISSED IN MY FLASK?!" Lacy calls out in anger as the party regroups back at the tavern.
Eleanor can't help but chuckle a bit at the sound of what Lacy had just discovered. She shuffles her hand into her pouch and holds out her large bottle of backup whiskey, "Don't worry hun I've got backup if you ever need any."
"Thats a shame." Ayame says, walking through the door with Sebastian.
"I don't need more, I just need to know who to get revenge on." Lacy mutters, pulling up a chair.
"H-hey everyone, hope the piss flask gets cleaned!" Naomi says, entering the tavern while still looking like a mess. Between the black eye, different clothing and the new horn, she looks like a totally different person.
Eleanor does her best put-together act for the group, waving to them, "Morning y'all. How's.. well, everyone?"
Naomi walks over to Eleanor, pulls up a seat right next to her, and leans her head on Eleanor's arm. "Terrible. Theralon punched me in the eye last night."
"Oh? Are you the reason he wasn't deepthroating the podium this morning?" Lacy says, with a twinge of admirative respect towards Naomi.
"Sorta...Ragia had a magic duel with him and they both got arrested."
"She banged his wife." Ayame says deadpan.
Naomi slams her hands down on the table. "A-Ayame!!"
"Hell yeah, we were just throwing too much fire around the trees so the guards had to intervene, otherwise I would have won too." Ragia says proudly.
Lacy looks at ragia then back to Naomi "No fucking way! You both did that?!"
Naomi whines, and nods her head before burying her face in her hands to cover her blush.
"Here I thought I was preaching to the void! Great job guys!" Lacy stands. Twine seems excited too and wanders off Eleanor onto the table. the bounty hunter moves to pat the pair's backs. After a short encouragement, lacy goes to buy the party breakfast.
Eleanor blinks, surprised at the entire situation, "Wow Nao you're full of surprises. You really let loose while my eyes were elsewhere didn't ya?" She almost goes to touch the horn but instead ruffles Naomi's hair, "Looks like you've... grown" She says with a chuckle, "Try not to get a black eye next time though" she gives Naomi a wink before adding, "Punchin first is also acceptable."
Ayame nods "Or become strong enough that no one would dare throw a punch! Like your mother."
Lacy slides next to Ayame "We have to figure out what we're doing next. Any Ideas that don't involve destroying century long relationships?"
"Yes!" Ayame jumps up and whips out a map, slamming it down. She spreads the map out and drops some gold coins on each corner to keep it open. She then points to the Kingdom of Steisen on the map, "That is where we should go next."
"Huh? What about Orzhov? Didn't you want to go there earlier?" Lacy looks from the map to Ayame.
"Well...yes I did, it is... kind of between here and Steisen... I figured we could stop in on the way." Ayame says softly.
Eleanor looks over to the map, adding their opinion, "I really don't care where we're going as so as long as we can find ways to make some cash there."
"Mmh, right. Plus, I'd rather be...Out of this city soon.." Naomi nods in agreement.
"I have important research to do at Steisen." Ayame says looking to the rest of the party.
Nahemah coughs into her fist "Aherm. Since I'll be mostly utilizing Ayame's carriage, I'm inclined to just go where she takes it."
"I do want to get to rynasen, why didn't we hear about your interest in steinsen before?" Ragia says.
"I was able to do some research here in this city that is leading me there.. while you where in prison and Naomi was...enjoying someones wife."
"Ayame you haven't told us much about your motives, I'd say you're more of a mystery than any of us. What kind of research are you pursuing exactly? Why so secretive? We already know about the other things, Is it really that much worse?" Lacy says.
"Wasn't it to get some item or somethin? I could swear your grandma or whatever on the island told us" Eleanor says, racking her brain.
blinks "Eh? It's not a secret...I'm looking for a magical item, a magic pipe to be specific" she says, gesturing with her current pipe.
"Oh, right, so Steisen might have clues to it's whereabouts ? or do they have the facilities to forge a new one?" Ragia says, curious about the circumstances as she scritches her own chin.
"Clues to its wereabouts...it could be where it was originally created." Ayame says, looking at the map excitedly.
Lacy folds her arms, taps on her foot on the ground, and thinks... "I don't have any better ideas... and I don't like being dragon bait... You said Orzhov is some sort of Tele-port?"
Eleanor shrugs, "Didn't you say that dragon place was safe Ragia? I'd be a lil ticked if you were trying to coerce us somewhere that wasnt"
"I-Its the magical capital of the world...they do have the ability to create portals and use the uhm..gateway stone things" Ayame says. "But yes...I think we should go to the mountains."
Character(s) interacted with
Rea Dai'Gishkin: Hero of Pondera.
Milla Dai'Gishkin: Rea's wife and major scholar of Drakenvald.
Theralon and Matilda Gray: Major politcal power couple of @Gwil
Milla Dai'Gishkin: Rea's wife and major scholar of Drakenvald.
Theralon and Matilda Gray: Major politcal power couple of @Gwil
Ragia Raflesia
Ayame Shiori
Tiamani
3-Level Wizard 3-Level Incanter 4-Level Wraith
3-Level Wizard 3-Level Incanter 4-Level Wraith
Nahemah Dai'Gishkin
Eleanor Primrose
Silawae/Munavri
2:Psychic Warrior-Level Fighter 2-Level Barbarian
2:Psychic Warrior-Level Fighter 2-Level Barbarian
Report Date
06 Dec 2021
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