As always, the bath felt amazing after a long day of adventuring.
Crispy cleaned her body, her hair, her face - she made sure she was completely clean. She indulged her self and sat in the hot bath for a few moments longer, just to let the muscles relax and have her mind wander about more pleasant things. Like Nia. She didn't want to keep her waiting too long, so she got out and found the largest towel she could, and wrapped herself in it, but not before looking at herself in the mirror. "God dammit.." she mumbled as she looked at her body, a small collection of bumps and bruises covered parts of her today, and on her stomach. She sighed and thought of how more amazing she would look without the whole collection of scars and wounds, but was thankful she was at least alive. Finally, almost dry, she found a comb and made sure her hair was at least presentable condition.
She walked into whichever room Nia was in, let the towel come loose, teasing her just enough to peak her interest. "Hey." She said, silkily, and then growled like a hungry cat.
“Mhmm...” she agreed, the look on her face relaxed and smiling. Crispy walked over to her, picked her up, and laid her on the bed. The anticipation building quite rapidly, she was warm, and ready. She smiled and kissed her, saying “It’s about to get a whole lot better..”
Crispy paused for a moment, looked at her, played with her beautiful red hair. She props herself up on one elbow.
HELLS, Cora, you dumb idiot!! She just discovered her mother is alive..and a succubus. Of course she has things on her mind, and what’s on YOUR mind? Way to **** this up.
”Do you wanna talk about it? I'm sure you have a lot on your mind, but, I thought you could use a distraction. Talking might make you feel better.”
Chubby didn’t care for a bath. He rather enjoyed the gruff, athletic smell of his body odor. Dwarven ladies from his clan much preferred a masculine aroma’d dwarven male over the frilly, feminine smelling and looking human “males”. Haha, silly human men thinking they’re attractive!
Instead, Chubby spent the downtime rapidly drinking himself into a stupor. He quickly returned to the village bar where Crispy did her amazingly talented strip show last time. Only this time, he unloaded a large purse of gold coins onto the bar, and struck up a long and in depth conversation with the barkeep on ale recipes. Picking up a few pointers on local hops, he made a mental note to pick up a few burlap bags worth when this was all over.
Thats all he pretty much remembered from the night. The rest was a blur of arm wrestling, drinking, and being challenged to multiple rounds of ‘pin the tail on the gargoyle’ with some local named Barf. Or, at least that’s what he remembered saying his name was. Could have been Garth? Dunno. He’s not even sure how, but he ended up back in his room, sound asleep and snoring like a green dragon.
Gregor spent some time in his room, and was last seen departing through the common area with hair slicked back, wearing formal wear and a druidcraft bouquet of flowers.
Crispy respected her request and leaned in and enjoyed everything their bodies had to offer. They took their time, and Crispy savored every moment of the sensations, their warmth, their touch, and the things that they did in the dark. It was a place Crispy didn't go to often, and sharing something like that with Nia, she enjoyed it terribly, and yearned to do it more and more. Occasionally, Crispy would say something silly, or Nia would reply in her innocent style, and giggling would be heard. Sometimes there was a pause, and sometimes it got a little fast, but the things that happened in that room would be with them, and Crispy's heart swelled to a size with emotion and affection that was rarely seen. In the end, they did manage to get a little sleep.
What surprised Crispy the most was that there were no nightmares that night.
Chubby wanders over to The Elder early the next morning. As you enter his small hollow under a tree, you get the feeling he hasn't slept at all. He is currently caught up tinkering on some sort of a small device which looks like an old lantern with a low arcane hum eminating from it and a small blue light seems to be emitting softly from inside the glass area.
The Elder is currently hunched over it, studying it from every angle as if he's carrying out some final checks. His eyes are hidden behind some specticles which have numerous magnifying lenses rotated over the top of them and he's wearing some large, thick leather gloves.
When Chubby goes to leave that morning, he would notice that Liam is already up and about, having situated himself at one of the tables in the common room with a varied assortment of books, scrolls, and presumably mystical trinkets, his bowed low as he goes over some notes about whatever he's working on.
Specifically, Liam is working on his Transmuter's stone.
Crispy awoke tangled up in Nia. Even at this hour her hair smelled amazing. She looked around the room, and didn't move, amazed by the fact she woke up naturally and not jolted awake by her typical nightmares. She just laid there for a while, enjoying Nia's warmth, breathing, and the adorable way she slept after such a long day of saving the world. She carefully adjusted herself and her pillow as not to wake Nia, but still kept her on top of her, and put her arms around her, waiting for her to wake up.
Nia snored softly and it did not take long for her eyes to slowly flutter open. Her jaw creaked open into a loud yawn and for a moment she looked around confused, but when she saw where she was she smiled warmly and kissed Cora on the lips. "Mornin'" She said softly.
”You are the most adorable sleeper, I didnt want to wake you.” Crispy kissed her back, then looked into her eyes, ran her finger down her cheek. “Morning. I actually slept through the night. I think it has something to do with you.”
She hugged her tight, she was perfect in her arms and didnt want to let go. Her hands slowly moved up and down Nia’s body and she enjoyed her touch, her warmth, they way she smelled..like a morning sunrise in the countryside.
Chubby clears his throat, and quietly gets the attention of the tinkerer: “Good morn, fair tinker man! What sort of contraption do ya got going here? Looks like a hops grinder and herbinfuser!”
”I was wondering if you had the time to help me out? See, my trusty axe here...” he gingerly lays his axe down on the table, handle facing the artificer and blade facing himself (in a sign of trust) “...Bottleopener....isn’t hitting as hard as I’d like. I wus wonderin’ if you might be able to add any helpful enchantments to my old girl here, helping her ‘n me out, to vanquish theenemies which are threatening your lovely island here?”
”I’d make it worth your while” he says as he places a large purse spilling over with gold coins on the table. “This would help you buy more doohickeys for your watchamacallit you’re workingon here!”
“Oh! Hello!” He says back in Dwarvish, sliding the lantern over to one side. “Hops grinder eh? Uhhh not exactly heheh. I’m attempting to create an ever-glowing lantern. Let’s have a look-see at thing thingymaboppy.” He picks up bottle opener and looks over it, clicking his tounge.
“Mmmm yes, she’s seen some battles, that’s for sure.” He thinks hard for a moment before ducking down under the bench. You can hear him mumbelling to himself for a while, throwing certain things aside, before standing back up with a large hardwood case, thumping it on the table. He blows a thick layer of dust off the top of it.
”mmmmyes I heard what you lot have been doing for our village. I will therefore lend You my transmuted box!” He says triumphantly. “Take this back to your common room and your whole group can have a play around with it. Be careful thiugh! I’d suggest you figure out it’s formulas before putting your prized possessions into it. Or they may be lost forever... Let me show you on a base level.”
He opens the lid which reveals three sizeable holes in the top, and one open slot down the bottom. “You have to sacrifice three things in order to gain an upgraded thing!” He says. He gets an old, rusty spanner and places it in the first top hole. It looks as though these holes are extra dimensional spaces, similar to a bag of holding. He then gets another, much fancier looking spanner made with gold plating and puts that into the second hole. “Hmmm” He thinks, looking around his workshop. “Ah!” He picks up the lantern he was working on and puts it in the third space.
The box hums for a while before an audible “ding” is heard and spits out a shiny, metallic blue spanner with a dim blue glow. “Ooo.. hehe” The Elder says in delight while looking over the spanner. He hits it against the desk and it emits a large white-hot spark of bright light.
’I’m still not 100% sure on how this transmuter box works, so... if you can figure it out and tell me once you return it, that’s all the payment I need! Hehe!
This is the best I can do in regards with enhancing this fine weapon.”
Crispy was feeling amazing, something that was a rare occurrence, with having a full night's sleep.
She couldn't remember since her father's murder that she slept so well. As her and Nia snuggled in the bed, she decided to take advantage of her good mood and laid there for a bit longer, and they had something which they didn't do often, and that was have small talk and get to know each other more personally while they were tangled in the sheets, their hands moving and exploring as they talked.
Nia wanted to freshen up, and Crispy took the opportunity to release the energy she had and hopped out of bed, putting on a half shirt that said "DOST THOU EVEN HOIST", and a pair of shorts. She opened the door and saw her dress Liam had fixed for her, and she smiled, grabbed it, and put it in the closet. She planned to keep it safe and seduce Nia with it later tonight. She went to the lower level and walked around, stretching her arms and legs as she found a place to run, and she did so for a little while to get her heart rate up. She ran over to the blacksmith area, and knowing who she was, they let her borrow some of the iron ingots and use them as something heavy while she did a variety of upper body exercises that kept her upper body lean and mean. When she was done, she returned them and remembered how the Academy always taught her to "never skip leg day", and found a flight of tall stairs and used them till her legs were burning hotter than the afternoon sun and she was soaked with sweat.
She slowly walked back to their room to catch her breath and freshen up, eager to see Nia again and begin the day.
As always, the bath felt amazing after a long day of adventuring.
Crispy cleaned her body, her hair, her face - she made sure she was completely clean. She indulged her self and sat in the hot bath for a few moments longer, just to let the muscles relax and have her mind wander about more pleasant things. Like Nia. She didn't want to keep her waiting too long, so she got out and found the largest towel she could, and wrapped herself in it, but not before looking at herself in the mirror. "God dammit.." she mumbled as she looked at her body, a small collection of bumps and bruises covered parts of her today, and on her stomach. She sighed and thought of how more amazing she would look without the whole collection of scars and wounds, but was thankful she was at least alive. Finally, almost dry, she found a comb and made sure her hair was at least presentable condition.
She walked into whichever room Nia was in, let the towel come loose, teasing her just enough to peak her interest. "Hey." She said, silkily, and then growled like a hungry cat.
Nia smiled warmly. "Hey. What a day, right?"
“Mhmm...” she agreed, the look on her face relaxed and smiling. Crispy walked over to her, picked her up, and laid her on the bed. The anticipation building quite rapidly, she was warm, and ready. She smiled and kissed her, saying “It’s about to get a whole lot better..”
When Nia landed on the bed she replied. "Good, 'cause my head's buzzing with thoughts and I'd like it to stop doing that."
Crispy paused for a moment, looked at her, played with her beautiful red hair. She props herself up on one elbow.
HELLS, Cora, you dumb idiot!! She just discovered her mother is alive..and a succubus. Of course she has things on her mind, and what’s on YOUR mind? Way to **** this up.
”Do you wanna talk about it? I'm sure you have a lot on your mind, but, I thought you could use a distraction. Talking might make you feel better.”
Chubby didn’t care for a bath. He rather enjoyed the gruff, athletic smell of his body odor. Dwarven ladies from his clan much preferred a masculine aroma’d dwarven male over the frilly, feminine smelling and looking human “males”. Haha, silly human men thinking they’re attractive!
Instead, Chubby spent the downtime rapidly drinking himself into a stupor. He quickly returned to the village bar where Crispy did her amazingly talented strip show last time. Only this time, he unloaded a large purse of gold coins onto the bar, and struck up a long and in depth conversation with the barkeep on ale recipes. Picking up a few pointers on local hops, he made a mental note to pick up a few burlap bags worth when this was all over.
Thats all he pretty much remembered from the night. The rest was a blur of arm wrestling, drinking, and being challenged to multiple rounds of ‘pin the tail on the gargoyle’ with some local named Barf. Or, at least that’s what he remembered saying his name was. Could have been Garth? Dunno. He’s not even sure how, but he ended up back in his room, sound asleep and snoring like a green dragon.
Last to know and first to be blamed...
As a free action, can I regret my life choices?
Gregor spent some time in his room, and was last seen departing through the common area with hair slicked back, wearing formal wear and a druidcraft bouquet of flowers.
"CoS" Rumble- Tabaxi Shadow Monk
Go gettum tiger. :) Go ******* get that.
(Did Chubby want to visit the artificer about an axe?)
"CoS" Rumble- Tabaxi Shadow Monk
Nia smiled and kissed Cora softly. "Sure, but not right now. Tomorrow will be soon enough to start talking and processing."
Crispy respected her request and leaned in and enjoyed everything their bodies had to offer. They took their time, and Crispy savored every moment of the sensations, their warmth, their touch, and the things that they did in the dark. It was a place Crispy didn't go to often, and sharing something like that with Nia, she enjoyed it terribly, and yearned to do it more and more. Occasionally, Crispy would say something silly, or Nia would reply in her innocent style, and giggling would be heard. Sometimes there was a pause, and sometimes it got a little fast, but the things that happened in that room would be with them, and Crispy's heart swelled to a size with emotion and affection that was rarely seen. In the end, they did manage to get a little sleep.
What surprised Crispy the most was that there were no nightmares that night.
Yep! He sure does!
Last to know and first to be blamed...
As a free action, can I regret my life choices?
Let's do it then!
Chubby wanders over to The Elder early the next morning. As you enter his small hollow under a tree, you get the feeling he hasn't slept at all. He is currently caught up tinkering on some sort of a small device which looks like an old lantern with a low arcane hum eminating from it and a small blue light seems to be emitting softly from inside the glass area.
The Elder is currently hunched over it, studying it from every angle as if he's carrying out some final checks. His eyes are hidden behind some specticles which have numerous magnifying lenses rotated over the top of them and he's wearing some large, thick leather gloves.
"CoS" Rumble- Tabaxi Shadow Monk
When Chubby goes to leave that morning, he would notice that Liam is already up and about, having situated himself at one of the tables in the common room with a varied assortment of books, scrolls, and presumably mystical trinkets, his bowed low as he goes over some notes about whatever he's working on.
Specifically, Liam is working on his Transmuter's stone.
Crispy awoke tangled up in Nia. Even at this hour her hair smelled amazing. She looked around the room, and didn't move, amazed by the fact she woke up naturally and not jolted awake by her typical nightmares. She just laid there for a while, enjoying Nia's warmth, breathing, and the adorable way she slept after such a long day of saving the world. She carefully adjusted herself and her pillow as not to wake Nia, but still kept her on top of her, and put her arms around her, waiting for her to wake up.
Nia snored softly and it did not take long for her eyes to slowly flutter open. Her jaw creaked open into a loud yawn and for a moment she looked around confused, but when she saw where she was she smiled warmly and kissed Cora on the lips. "Mornin'" She said softly.
”You are the most adorable sleeper, I didnt want to wake you.” Crispy kissed her back, then looked into her eyes, ran her finger down her cheek. “Morning. I actually slept through the night. I think it has something to do with you.”
She hugged her tight, she was perfect in her arms and didnt want to let go. Her hands slowly moved up and down Nia’s body and she enjoyed her touch, her warmth, they way she smelled..like a morning sunrise in the countryside.
“I could just lay here all day.” she whispered.
Chubby clears his throat, and quietly gets the attention of the tinkerer: “Good morn, fair tinker man! What sort of contraption do ya got going here? Looks like a hops grinder and herb infuser!”
”I was wondering if you had the time to help me out? See, my trusty axe here...” he gingerly lays his axe down on the table, handle facing the artificer and blade facing himself (in a sign of trust) “...Bottleopener....isn’t hitting as hard as I’d like. I wus wonderin’ if you might be able to add any helpful enchantments to my old girl here, helping her ‘n me out, to vanquish the enemies which are threatening your lovely island here?”
”I’d make it worth your while” he says as he places a large purse spilling over with gold coins on the table. “This would help you buy more doohickeys for your watchamacallit you’re working on here!”
Last to know and first to be blamed...
As a free action, can I regret my life choices?
“Oh! Hello!” He says back in Dwarvish, sliding the lantern over to one side. “Hops grinder eh? Uhhh not exactly heheh. I’m attempting to create an ever-glowing lantern. Let’s have a look-see at thing thingymaboppy.” He picks up bottle opener and looks over it, clicking his tounge.
“Mmmm yes, she’s seen some battles, that’s for sure.” He thinks hard for a moment before ducking down under the bench. You can hear him mumbelling to himself for a while, throwing certain things aside, before standing back up with a large hardwood case, thumping it on the table. He blows a thick layer of dust off the top of it.
”mmmmyes I heard what you lot have been doing for our village. I will therefore lend You my transmuted box!” He says triumphantly. “Take this back to your common room and your whole group can have a play around with it. Be careful thiugh! I’d suggest you figure out it’s formulas before putting your prized possessions into it. Or they may be lost forever... Let me show you on a base level.”
He opens the lid which reveals three sizeable holes in the top, and one open slot down the bottom. “You have to sacrifice three things in order to gain an upgraded thing!” He says. He gets an old, rusty spanner and places it in the first top hole. It looks as though these holes are extra dimensional spaces, similar to a bag of holding. He then gets another, much fancier looking spanner made with gold plating and puts that into the second hole. “Hmmm” He thinks, looking around his workshop. “Ah!” He picks up the lantern he was working on and puts it in the third space.
The box hums for a while before an audible “ding” is heard and spits out a shiny, metallic blue spanner with a dim blue glow. “Ooo.. hehe” The Elder says in delight while looking over the spanner. He hits it against the desk and it emits a large white-hot spark of bright light.
’I’m still not 100% sure on how this transmuter box works, so... if you can figure it out and tell me once you return it, that’s all the payment I need! Hehe!
This is the best I can do in regards with enhancing this fine weapon.”
"CoS" Rumble- Tabaxi Shadow Monk
Crispy was feeling amazing, something that was a rare occurrence, with having a full night's sleep.
She couldn't remember since her father's murder that she slept so well. As her and Nia snuggled in the bed, she decided to take advantage of her good mood and laid there for a bit longer, and they had something which they didn't do often, and that was have small talk and get to know each other more personally while they were tangled in the sheets, their hands moving and exploring as they talked.
Nia wanted to freshen up, and Crispy took the opportunity to release the energy she had and hopped out of bed, putting on a half shirt that said "DOST THOU EVEN HOIST", and a pair of shorts. She opened the door and saw her dress Liam had fixed for her, and she smiled, grabbed it, and put it in the closet. She planned to keep it safe and seduce Nia with it later tonight. She went to the lower level and walked around, stretching her arms and legs as she found a place to run, and she did so for a little while to get her heart rate up. She ran over to the blacksmith area, and knowing who she was, they let her borrow some of the iron ingots and use them as something heavy while she did a variety of upper body exercises that kept her upper body lean and mean. When she was done, she returned them and remembered how the Academy always taught her to "never skip leg day", and found a flight of tall stairs and used them till her legs were burning hotter than the afternoon sun and she was soaked with sweat.
She slowly walked back to their room to catch her breath and freshen up, eager to see Nia again and begin the day.