[Continues] Morcrux Campaign: Tale of Two Scales

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[Jibril]
As they're running in the direction of the Dunwich District, Kor'da hears Jibril but only sees her head as they dash through the crowds, knocking them to the side out of their way. He focuses on running as he speaks: "Don't you think that's a little excessive? They're just kids, if anything they should be afraid we'll do something."
 

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"Jibril tell kor'dar if just in case of a worst scenario they could try to mugged you or they could go for one of the kids or maybe if one of there parents are in a gang they could come after the family.it's just i dont want anything bad happening to you or the kids alright.
 

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Tar'Lak accepts the bandages and hands the elf ten coins for his winnings for the fight earlier. "I have needs for other herbs as well but I will return once I see the healer." he says as he puts the coin sack away and headed to the stairs and traveled up them to the healer.
 

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[Jibril]
"Fair point, we may have some trouble with the Red Wave kid" Kor'da looks away from her thinking about the other one, growling at the thought of the elven girl: "Karin Holo"

Kor'da and Jibril reached the Dunwich District and find that this part of the city is very gloomy and sparse, it's a shanty town much like Pig-Sty Alley except this one was built with the intention of being filled with more people, the buildings themselves see to be under construction with scaffolding and limestone bricks piled up in some places. The seedier population calls this place home as they can be seen roaming this area and cramming their groups inside the incomplete buildings and using whatever they can find for constructing doors and windows and making rooms to live out inside. One of the largest tenements rests at the center of Dunwich with it being this Versailles looking building that took lots of time to make but the building itself as aged poorly as most of it looks some torn up and broken apart, there's a section of the building that collapsed due to poor, rushed quotas.

The Dunwich Tenement is a large seven story build with over fifty rooms catering to a few delightfully decorated rooms with furniture and lavishing curtains but the age of the decor and building itself has seen this little dream home turn into a nightmare fuelled fever dream. Unbeknownst to the two lovers, this place once had slum lords come through and used it for many schemes, became a hotbed of bad blood feuds that leave plenty of evidence that can still be seen today stained all over the rooms. There even was once a cult that called this place their home and the floors have transmutation circles and ritual sacrifices were held in the basement level. Once the Gentral Guard stormed through the Dunwich building, there was nothing left of the cultists, since then, the slums of Dunwich have avoid this place believing it to be cursed.

Kor'da and Jibril stand outside the iron wrought gates of the Dunwich building where the once lust hedges have turned to sticks and brambles coiling the iron shafts reaching out to the two lovers with their thorny arms. Kor'da is very superstitious about this place: "I don't like being here. This place give me the Ka-lisma!"
 

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[Tar'lak]
Tar'lak follows the path of the shop and follows the walkway towards the two parting stairway towards the second floor. Upon reaching the top floor, a very tall woman in satin blue dress rests on a couch reading through what appears to be a script, manuscript to some sort of play that Tar'lak heard about before but isn't well versed in outsider culture enough to know the kinds of plays. Only enough about what they are to know they aren't what he once thought they were: pretend stories dreamed up by faded out has-beens who never traveled outside their ivory towers. Seems this woman isn't like the other elves in Heifong, she appears to be a statuesque woman completely bored hoping this script would entertain her for a bit before that too bores her. When Tar'lak enters onto the second floor, the woman turns her head slightly not bothering to take her eyes off her story. "I suppose you've come for some of my healing touch, stranger?"
 

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Tar’Lak in response to the women turns his head so the women can see the blood that at this time as dropped down his face and down his chest leaving most of his left side covered in his blood. “Your talents healer would be thanked.” He said as he set his spear to the side.
 

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"Jibril tell's kor'dar once we fiind the kids we have to give them an earful of a punishment.Am going to put on the coat if i find them i'll go look for you.she heads of looking for any clue's about the children
 

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[Jibril]
Kor'da stops her from taking a different route in. He goes up to the iron wrought gate, they seem locked. He spits into his hands, rubs them together and grips the bars of the large gate. Kor'da's pecks bulk up, bulging muscular arms part the bars apart with ease and he growls hard and rips off another bar then bend the other to make room for Jibril and himself to get through without going through the hedges. He wipes his hands on his loincloth then looks to Jibril: "If you find the kids, take them back to the shop and stay there. If i find them, i'll take them there. If we're not out of here by morning, we look for each other. Personally, I'll burn this thing to the ground once we do."
 

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"Jibril nods and heads of through the gate she put on her invisibility cloak to hide her self so no person can see her.she then try to look for big room's that could fit a group of kids
 

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[Tar'lak]
The woman looks over her shoulder when they spoke. She gasps when they noticed that her customer is a lizardman, one bleeding all over her marble floors. She scoffs at him: "I just had these floors cleaned!" She walks over to Tar'lak and examines him, she is just a foot taller than him with her perky DD-cup bust waving in front of his eyes. She moves Tar'lak's face from side to side, lifts up his arms and checking his stomach, she returns to her proper straightness with a hip out and a wrist resting on her hip with a disapproving look on her face. "Nasty fight i'm guessing?" She shoots Tar'lak a smug grin, "Suppose you'll do ..."

She strolls over to a large table surrounded by potions and an alchemist table with beakers and vials displayed in glass cabinets, she puts on a pair of ear rings to the lobes of her long pointy ears that flick once on her. She strolls back towards the table made of stone and a small pooling basin at the bottom where fluid drain into, most likely she has seen people in worse predicament than he has seen ... or perhaps not given his people's penchant for violence and warmongering amongst themselves and other races. But she stands there, awaiting Tar'lak to come to her, then she continues where she had left off: "...if you got the coin"
 
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[Jibril]
Dunwich is very big building to search through. So many rooms to check individually, so to narrow down her search, Jibril will start working her way down a list of possible places to find a group of children. The first of many locations is the Ball Room, massive white-gold gala now stripped of anything of value leaving behind dull colors and painted murals no longer remembered for their inspiring beauty. The Dining Hall, equally large with crisp white cloths and table napkins, silverware polished to a shine now replaced by a barren room with white and green decor with crystal chandeliers still hanging from the ceiling with the privacy poles stripped of their curtains. Lastly, The Basement, once a wine cellar for corking and fermenting grapes plucked fresh from the grapevine garden that decorates the front of the Dunwich build now a haunting place of nightmares that no one dares retell the tales that happened there.

Once Jibril is inside the front door to the Lobby, she can take two sets of fleeting stairs to the second and third floor or she can remain on the first floor and head down to the basement from here by going through the side doors behind the fleet of stairs at ground level. Which ever direction she chooses, she needs to be quick about it: this place doesn't sit right with her as well.
 

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A deep rumble comes from Tar’Lak’s chest as he looks over the heavy chested women. He then lays his gear against the wall leaving only the hide of his loincloth and belts on his person as he advances on the women. In his fingers he twirls a silver coin. “If this is what you truly wish.” He says as stand i from the women his gaze locked to her eyes.
 

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[Tar'lak]
"Sweetie, if you got the coin. I can fix anything" The High Elf says, looking down on Tar'lak. "But you're not my type of man. I'm not one of those human whores taking in the back end in some alleyway. I ... am a woman of refinement" She leans up against the stone table and puts a hand around, underneath Tar'lak's neck, caressing his snout up to his chin with her thumb touching the tip of his nose with a boop! "You want me? Ten silver coins and i make all your troubles go away"
 

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A low laugh emits from Tar’Lak’s chest. “A strong female you are. My respect you earn.” He says as he hands her the sliver coin. “Sadly the healing will be all. Finding strong females is hard these days.” He says as he with a smirk showing off his blood soaked teeth and broken fang.
 
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[Jibril]
Jibril believes she can remove the hinges on the doors ... if they weren't on the opposite side. The best she can probably hope for is to break the fuckers down with brute force! Or perhaps ... lockpicking them. Either way, she may have to try and find another room to search if this becomes too time consuming, this place is very dark and her only saving grace is that her night vision lets her see very well at night as clearly as she does during the day. Not to mention, Jibril is an expert tracker.

[As a Saharan Horned Viper morph, this Nagini possesses strong tendons and powerful muscled legs that require very little effort to make her very spring-like when she lunges or jumps forward to fifteen feet (or ten feet vertically) in a blink of an eye with little strain. Coupling with the muscle in her arms, she can break most things less dense than a steel crowbar but she is fragile and thin skinned. As an ambush predator, her attributes make her better suited to await a target and strike hard and fast then incapacitate them with her deadly cyto/cardiotoxin (can seize up the lungs and cause skin to turn necrotic wherever she bites with her hinged fangs. Her stealth is more impressive as she can sense body heat with the pits in her face just below the skin which look to be like freckles or mismatched bundles of scales, her body is exothermic (heat from other sources), and her cream color scales camouflage her body in deserts naturally and burrowing underground is easy with her rough scales.]

With that in mind, she has new options to find the kids in this place. She just needs to focus on which of her sense she wishes to use.
 

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[Tar'lak]
The High Elf looks at the missing fang, she gives him a pouty face: "Aww, poor baby" then she snatches the silver coin, shoves him onto the table and returns to her condescending attitude. "Why do i get the freaks and losers in this place."

She walks over to her vials and bottles of potions and uncorks one and shoves it into Tar'lak mouth then leaves it in there for him to suckle on while she taps the glass bottom, in a commanding voice: "Drink" She walks over and grabs Tar'lak by the shoulder and with a strong grip, she pulls his entire body onto the table and leaves his laying there like a ragdoll for her own amusement. The elf returns to her vials and opens a small one this time and lathers the purple fluid into her hands and applies some to the open wound on Tar'lak's body then removes some birch leaves and places them on the wounds to soak up the blood and holds them there until they stick to him. She snaps her fingers at him, telling him to flip on over on his stomach, demanding it be done.
 

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[Jibril]
Jibril attempt to pick the lock with one of her throwing knives and then finds it futile and tries using one of the belt buckles with the thin metal heads to pick the lock, surpraisingly, it works! Jibril hears the audible click of the tumblers clicking and the door pops freely. She opens the door to find that the corridor downstairs is dark and the walls are scorched with fire and soot marks, whatever happened here, she should tread carefully (Don't Step on Snek!) and hopefully she doesn't step on a wooden plank that is incredibly weak from a fire that has long since faded from memory of this place. Taking her time getting down stairs, Jibril finds herself inside a long hallway with four doors, two on the left and two on the right.

The doors could lead to the inside of the fermenting rooms where the workers would squish the grapes into a big casket and drain the juices into buckets to make grape wort that are then deposited into the bigger casks where they ferment for long periods of time to make the wine. Or these doors could lead to individual rooms that served
other purposes. Still the hallway is pretty long and the corridor leads around to the right possibly to another level of the basement.
 

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Tar’Lak just raises and eye ridge before complying with the female. While it is annoying he was called a freak he is used to it so whatever.
 

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[Tar'lak]
Tar'lak complies with the bossy High Elf and her smugness, flipping onto his stomach, she proceeds to using another vial of her many potions to lather up his back and massaging his scales. Her hands are surprisingly strong, kneading his tender scales and the muscle as she works in the potion feeling a deep sense of relief as Tar'lak is feeling the deep aches and pains fade away. She grabs Tar'lak's tail and works her magical hands into it spurring a soft coo from Tar'lak as it is very sensitive to her touch. She rleases it from her hands tenderly and proceeds to soak up the potions with the birch leaves and curing the deep old wounds and scars along Tar'lak's back. The scale on his body are now shiny! There is a glistening shine to Tar'lak's scales once the high elf removes the birch leaves and asks Tar'lak to sit up and does his upper torso and working down to his lower body with her breasts swaying to and fro while she hums to herself.
 

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Using the pits in her face, Jibril doesn't sense any body heat beyond any of these doors, the faintest of these heats signatures belong to rodents and small creatures, obviously not any of them belonging to children. With a flick of her tongue, she tastes the air around her then brings the chemical feedback to the pits upon her face, allowing her Jacobson's organ to sense the composition of smells. Results: There was definitely someone here recently. She can taste a harsh smell of alcohol and the smell of blood which reveals a trail of smells leading down the corridor to the right, possibly another level originating from the right side of rooms bu which one remains to be seen as this person was obviously drunk enough to sway back and forth coating the walls with their scent. The evidense of this are the hand prints left on the walls where soot would have been and the stone floors have boot marks with dirt on them and ... pig shit?
 

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Appreciating the shine the female gives to his scales a pleasing rumble cone from Tar’Lak before his gaze is taken from his scales to the females swaying breasts. As his eyes track the pair of melons his loincloth suddenly starts to tent upward several inches until reaching to the middle of his scaled stomach. Then as if it could get any better his loincloth falls to the side reveling his bright red cock to the world. With its heart shaped head and thick shaft proudly show themselves off for all to see.
 
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[Tar'lak]
The High Elf looks down to see the lizardman's cock (balls are internal) and the sweet bulging of scales swelling where the lizardman's cock rests between. The High Elf chuckles to herself in a sultry tone, she grabs onto the lizardman's heart shaped cock and grips it hard with her massaging fluid lathering into his cock flesh. "Looks like someone is getting a bit too stiff for their own good" She wisps, her hand tightens with a red glow to her hand holding the lengthy cock between her fingers. This is hot ... getting hotter ... okay this is starting to worry Tar'lak. She just keeps her hand steady on his cock head with a mischievous grin drawn across her face as she knows what's happening to him. "Are you ... feeling something ... big boy?"
 

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Tar’Lak growls as the female teases him. “Stop with your magics female.“ he growls as his hand tighten on the stone and his tail sways behind him even as his cock head throbs like a heartbeat.
 

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[Jibril]
Selecting the second door on the right, she walks pass the first set of door and takes a small peek inside this particular room. But before she opens the door widely, she let's her slender fingers to glide across the seams of the door itself to check for wiring or anything to suggest there might be a trap inside waiting for some poor unsuspecting visitor to enter. She trained as a Medressa guardsmen, to royalty no less, often assassins would leave traps to get a guard to trigger and some attempts have claimed a few their lives. After some practice with a few former rogues in the field of thievery, they made the guards practice simple techniques that have been the saving grace for many would-be assassins looking to kill a member of royalty.

Jibril has been a fool once, triggering a spring board that knocked her out when she was tracking a thief fleeing the streets of the desert city of Medressa, small commoners steal things all the time but this one was particularly tricky and it is always the same street rat that always gets away too! With time and practice, honing her parkour skills and one day catching the little thief, she picked up a lot of neat little tricks and learn a few new skills she can use one day. So now she's immune to most of the common trickery and ambushes, but in open areas like a forest or desert, she's still keenly aware there are some things she cannot be prepared for.

After checking the room's door, she find that there weren't any traps here and pops her head through to find a single stone table with a cloth draped over it with candlesticks on either side. On top of this stone slab, a skeletal remains lays there burned to a crisp and decayed, dried and brned blood cakes the floors where Jibril assumed the person was ritually sacrificed and the circle in the middle of the room was part of the ritual.

[Does she dare check the body?]
[Maybe this isn't the room to walk into]