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"Oh?!" Aedan visibly perked up at that. An entire tradition of mysterious and exotic mages allowed to develop their craft without a leash, Antavian or otherwise, restricting them? It was a veritable wellspring of arcane knowledge just begging to be tapped! A glimpse of what his future could hold...

"That's it, my precious..." Rebecca could feel the cool leather and colder metal scraping across her derriere with a taunting sort of tenderness. "Keep count while you still can. By the time I'm finished with you, you'll barely be able to remember your own name." The paddle descended...

Aedan wasn't quite certain whether to be relieved or disappointed by just how petty the magic of these Levarene "mages" could get, to say nothing of their lack of vision. Something else the woman said caught his attention, though. "That's right, you do..." He all but mumbled to himself...

Quiviro withdrew her hands and fingers from Rebecca's trembling form with a deep, throaty chuckle. Her heavy footsteps echoed through the metal chamber on her way to the cell door. "Savor that one, pet," Rebecca didn't need to turn around to imagine the familiar shark-toothed smirk the pirate...

A frown tugged Aedan's lips downward. The shopkeep had personal experience with perverted Levarene mages? That was...concerning considering how far he'd come banking on at least half of his homeland's claims about their decadent godless neighbor being slander. Yet, the mage's whiff of...

[I may have been a little conservative with her stats waaay back when I drew them. At the time, I imagined 0 as suitable for a competent but unremarkable and faceless minion. That may not have scaled all that well with how things have turned out in practice, and Quiviro is 3 points below the 21...

Quiviro let out a bemused snort. "That's quite a vindictive streak you've got there. You're sure you've never considered a career as a corsair?" One strong hand rested one Rebecca's shoulder, holding her firm and steady. The other trailed down between her voluptuous breasts, toned core, and...

"I, uh..." The barrage of questions almost made Aedan take a step back. It seemed the curiosity that burned within the mage's own heart had failed to prepare him as well for like-minded scholars as he would have liked to believe. "The tattoos are...very extensive! And complex! The protective...

Quiviro chuckled behind Rebecca as she lifted her moist fingers up for inspection. It was difficult to tell whether the pirate-admiral was more amused by the redhead's bravado or her body's shameless response. "He's performed his duties quite well in the past, and you're hardly the average...

The same caution, some would say paranoia, that compelled Aedan to flee Charla's sanctuary made him hesitate to respond. Thinking things through, though, he was far from the seat of Antavian power and would be out of its reach entirely soon enough. After everything he'd seen in these...

Aedan's brow furrowed at the decidedly light and feminine voice that called back to him. The young woman that descended from the steps was neither a Clayton nor the hardened huntress he expected to dominate Mistheim. Not that he was complaining... "Ah, yes!" The mage snapped out of his reverie...

Aedan's sharp blue eyes swiftly scanned the interior of Clayton's Caravan Supplies with characteristic curiosity. At a glance, it certainly seemed to live up to its name. The dried and salted food on display, while not as appetizing as the fare he'd enjoyed in Hastner or the fresh picks from a...

"Quite a lot," It was easy to imagine Quiviro smirking behind her while the Krayari's hands continued to shamelessly toy with her. The hand kneading her firm ass glided across Rebecca's milky flesh to make sport of her womanly folds next. The pirate-admiral cupped her hand over Rebecca's vulva...

Aedan's face was flushed from more than just magically warmed water by the time he scampered out of the lake to dry and dress. As fascinating as the foreign caravaneers were, he was going to be traveling with them all the way to Levareen. Non-flustered time to himself was a precious commodity...

"Oho~" The pirate admiral chortled in naked delight at Rebecca's display. "It seems I have a masochist on my hands. Perhaps strong isn't quite the right word for you after all, my dear." Quiviro towered over Rebecca with a broad and sharp-toothed smile. The cool leather crop was pressed firmly...

Aedan perked up at the myriad of functional and foreign patterns that were revealed under his more aetheric probing. The sheer amount of uses the admittedly elaborate runes covering Electra's form held were almost baffling. Sustained spells and even permanent enchantments were one thing, but...

(Rebecca with disadvantage: 4 + 3 + 2 + 4= 13 vs. Quiviro: 2 + 1 + 5 +5 =13. ...Hrm. Little uncertain how to handle ties, but given that this isn't exactly a fair fight, I'm inclined to favor Quiviro in this instance. Let me know if you would prefer to appeal that. [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [X] )...

Aedan frowned suspiciously at the deeper part of the lake. By this point, he was barely even surprised that anyone visiting these lands would be anything less than jaded to such dangerous pests. The young mage's effort to avert his gaze froze halfway. At first because of the glimpse of toned...

(You're totally free to have Rebecca attempt to resist at any point if you want, just ignore whatever part of this would likely change as a result of that. I was simply trying to move things along and give you a good bit to work with to make up for all the lost time on my account ^_^; Rebecca...

[Rebecca: 12 vs. Pirate with disadvantage: 5 + 5 + 1 = 11] The second guard had managed to seize Izuna's bound wrists while Rebecca subdued her would-be tormentor. The Entirian snarled and struggled with all his might, but the cuffs left him preciously little room to maneuver or counter. A...