Aldary's Chronicles (For Lanania)

[Lanania]

Adary didn't had many things to unpack most of her things were on her, like she didn't really realised what her journey would be. But she moved closer to the nightstand trying to figure out why it was ajar. This was looking rather strange to her since in her elven homeland ajar things were unheard of, everything had to be perfect.

 

[Ecnalab]

Peering into the darkness, Aldary thought she saw something glint for just a moment. There was definitely something inside; perhaps the last occupant of the room had forgotten something when she departed.

 

[Lanania]

Aldary moved closer to the nightstand and examined it with more scrutiny.

 

[Ecnalab]

Pulling the drawer open, Aldary's eyes widened at what she saw. Inside was a single item, a long rod made of deep red glass that sparkled in the light. It was nearly a foot long, and cast in the unmistakable shape of a man's penis. From the blunt head, down the wide shaft, to the large balls at the base, the faux penis was smooth as could be; the glass smith hired to make the thing, clearly a master at his craft. It lay in the drawer, sparkling in the waning light of the setting sun.

 

[Lanania]

Aldary sighted "Seems like the humans have some okay artisant... When it's question of dicks, better leave it there, maybe her owner would want it back..." Aldary said inside her head before closing the drawer, a bit surprised at the discovery.

 

[Ecnalab]

Later in the evening, the sound of voices began to rise from the lower floor, and the smell of roasting meat wafted up to Aldary's nose. It would seem that dinner was being served.

 

[Lanania]

Aldary moved downstair to see what was cooking down there.

 

[Ecnalab]

Downstairs, the atmosphere was lively, as the working joes of the community gathered to eat drink and unwind after a hard days labor. Over at the fireplace, a small hog had been prepared, and was roasting on a spit, as the barmaid circled the tavern with drinks. As Aldary made her way down, the tavern owner spotted her, and called. "Ah, you join us after all. Come have a seat, the pig is almost ready to serve."

 

[Lanania]

"Thank you" Aldary responded with her soft voice, she moved toward one of the table asking the people that were sitting there if she could join them.

 

[Ecnalab]

No qualms were given as Aldary was welcomed into the group with open arms. Eventually, a round of drinks were drought over, much better than the free stuff that she had been given earlier, and the barmaid was soon back to take orders for food. "So, what's everybody in the mood for?" she asked, with a smile. "The pork's almost ready. It comes with bread and cheese, or in a chunk with potato soup."

 

[Lanania]

Aldary made sure to thank the barmaid when she was given her drink. "I will take the soup please" She responded to her. At first she was pretty silent watching the group at her table.

 

[Ecnalab]

The people at the table talked about nothing in particular. To her surprise, Aldary wasn't the center of attention, as she might have though; just another person. The food arrived, and in generous portions. "Eat up, cutie," the barmaid said, before walking away.

 

[Lanania]

Adary removed her veil to eat, but continued to listen to the conversation. While slowly eating her soup.

 

[Ecnalab]

As the night passed, the conversation went on about many topics. Supposedly, there had been a minor border skirmish with the neighboring lands, adventurers were being called for this or that odd job, but what seemed to be the main focus of discussion was the fact that manticore sightings seemed to be on the rise among travelers.

 

[Lanania]

Aldary took a moment to ask the name of the bordering kingdom, and how big were manticore, she had heard about them but never saw one.

 

[Ecnalab]

The lands of Dumoch were no kingdom. Rather, they were the domain of the Dumose raiders, nomadic tribesmen who frequently raided each other, and the lands around them for food and other supplies. This most recent incursion was only notable for how far they had managed to get, before being driven off.
As for talk of manticores, the people in the tavern were happy to share what they knew. The beasts, which combined the body of a lion with the head of a man, the tail of a scorpion, and the wings of a great bat, were known to vary form the size of a wolf, to the size of the big cats they resembled; with the largest one ever recorded being as large as a horse. Despite their ferocious appearance, and foul tempers, however, they were more than mere beasts, and travelers could often stave off an attack with an offering of food, or wine.

 

[Lanania]

Aldary finished her meal said a thank you to the others patrons for speaking with her and paid for her meal. After this she decided to sit at the bar and ordered something sweet to drink.

 

[Ecnalab]

"Feeling like a little desert?" asked the barkeep. "Well, we have just the thing." He retreated into the back room, presumably to the kitchen, and returned a short time later with a large mug of a steaming brown liquid. "An import from down south, they call it hot chocolate."

 

[Lanania]

"Thank you" she responded and took the mug. She inspected it, brought it close to her nose and took a wiff of it. She was suprised at the odor, she expected something closer to tea. But she loved the smell. She quickly brought it to her lips, taking a small sip from it. Her eyes flared up, like she had just tasted heaven. "It's really, really good!" She said to the barkeep.

 

[Ecnalab]

"Only the best here," he replied. "The finest cocoa, sugar, and some special pepper to warm the soul."

 

[Lanania]

"Now I will need to go south in the future to find more" She said taking another small sip, letting the hot chocolate cover every single of her taste bud. "It must be very expensive since it comes from far away"

 

[Ecnalab]

"Eh, well, I know a guy who knows a guy," the barkeep said with a wink. Indeed the thick liquid did warm Aldary's insides. Starting from her stomach, it spread out to her limbs and spine, soothing aches and sore muscles as she continued to dink the delicious desert. Then, however, something strange happened. The heat inside her seemed to consolidate in some rather peculiar places. In particular, her face began to feel especially warm, and she was sure she was starting to blush. Then she noticed the warmth begin to well up in her chest, and her petite breasts began to feel quite tender as her nipples began to stand up. Suddenly, her attention was pulled lower, as all at once, the warmth in her belly dropped into her loins, and she felt her womanhood flush with moisture... and the heat was growing.

 

[Lanania]

"Oh, my! What kind of spice it's in that? I don't think us, elves, often drink anything that spicy" She said trying to hide the growing arousal. In her home, feelings like this were quite rare and shamefull to be felt in public. Atleast her nipples were small and her armor thight so her perky nipples from the slight arousal would remain concealed.

 

[Ecnalab]

"Oh, just a couple of spoonfuls of cytori pepper to give it that nice warming sensation," the barkeep replied, with a smile.

Cytori! Adary knew that name, for sure. Among elves, ground cytori was known as passion powder; just a sprinkling over some food would leave any elf hot and bothered for hours. If this human had really put two whole spoonfuls into her drink, she would be lucky if she stopped feeling the effects before the end of the week. Meanwhile, the heat in her loins only grew as a terrible itch crept into her womanhood, and she realized that her underwear was growing damp.

"Um, you alright, miss, you look a little flushed," said the barkeep, completely oblivious to what he had done to her. Clearly, humans didn't feel the effects of cytori the same way elves did.

 

[Lanania]

"How many spoons did you put in that drink?" She said appearing restless, moving in her seat like something was itching, and indeed something was itching "Us elves don't often eat cytori..."

 

[Ecnalab]

"Oh, like I said, a couple of tablespoons, to give the mug flavor."

Tablespoons! Forget the week, Adary would be lucky if this wore off by the end of the month. Worse, she had heard stories of elves that had overdosed on cytori. About how the effects became permanent, and they were left aching for coitus for the rest of their long lives.

 

[Lanania]

"Couple!? Like how much? Us elves are kinda allergic to this" She said looking quite worried. Her face was red both by fear and shear arousal.

 

[Ecnalab]

"Two big spoonfuls. Um, was that too much?" he asked, concern growing in his voice.

Too much!? Adary now had three or four weeks of aching nethers to look forward to.

 

[Lanania]

"Probably... Yes" Aldary pushed slowly her glass toward the barkeep "Can I get a glass of milk please"

 

[Ecnalab]

"Certainly miss." With the barkeep gone for the moment, Aldary was left to stew in her own juices; literally. Her womanhood was practically steaming at this point, and her panties were beginning to soak through. She realized that if she didn't get up soon, it was only a matter of time before a wet spot began to appear on the back of her skirt that she was sitting on.