The trappy priest, approached from the front, blinked and seemed uncertain of the stranger. However, he ended up putting on a smile finally.
"Oh... well... it's just that... I was told to make this place of worship, but... there's nothing beyond the events to worship. Even then... I guess I... l-lost the elementalist totem."
He'd see the male look down, his hands moving to rest ahead of his groin with a blush.
"My manners escape me. I'm Yvis... p-pleasure to meet you, outsider."
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The huntress looked over next, a smile on her lips before she returned to washing her face.
"Sorry, outsider, but I don't have anything to give you. Our village doesn't believe in brothels, much less fucking strangers."
The water washed over her attractive face, her skin shimmering lightly as she faced him.
"If you aren't trying to make me your wife... then I'm Erla."
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Miyazu's looks had got attention, the bard sitting directly beside her as she looked back up. He was bold for a mortal, moving a hand to her shapely thigh with a charismatic smirk.
"I can take a hint. Welcome to the village, outsider. someone like you wouldn't consider becoming my wife, would you? A guy could have a ton of kids with a cutie like you."
He'd release her, instead reaching to pull his drum over and rest in his lap. She had his attention, even as he took a slow but fun rhythm.
"Farris... at your exclusive service, cutie."
"Oh... well... it's just that... I was told to make this place of worship, but... there's nothing beyond the events to worship. Even then... I guess I... l-lost the elementalist totem."
He'd see the male look down, his hands moving to rest ahead of his groin with a blush.
"My manners escape me. I'm Yvis... p-pleasure to meet you, outsider."
----
The huntress looked over next, a smile on her lips before she returned to washing her face.
"Sorry, outsider, but I don't have anything to give you. Our village doesn't believe in brothels, much less fucking strangers."
The water washed over her attractive face, her skin shimmering lightly as she faced him.
"If you aren't trying to make me your wife... then I'm Erla."
----
Miyazu's looks had got attention, the bard sitting directly beside her as she looked back up. He was bold for a mortal, moving a hand to her shapely thigh with a charismatic smirk.
"I can take a hint. Welcome to the village, outsider. someone like you wouldn't consider becoming my wife, would you? A guy could have a ton of kids with a cutie like you."
He'd release her, instead reaching to pull his drum over and rest in his lap. She had his attention, even as he took a slow but fun rhythm.
"Farris... at your exclusive service, cutie."