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940228 No. 940228 ID: 7816e7

18+ adult content
Chapter 10: Heart of the Mountain

First thread: https://tgchan.org/kusaba/quest/res/860238.html
Wiki: https://tgchan.org/wiki/Moot_Point
Previous thread: https://tgchan.org/kusaba/quest/res/932953.html
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No. 940229 ID: 7816e7
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Parting the clouds with a flick of his wing, a blurred shape descends over Moot Point. It flickers and writhes like a ribbon in the breeze, before alighting on a platform sticking out above the trees.
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No. 940230 ID: 7816e7
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Cecil Ochre watches as the shape shrinks and stands upright in a regal pose. The god strides over and pulls him into a winged embrace and kisses him on the beak. The bird laughs and baps the coatl on the chest, “Now, now, we have company. How was your flight, Flashing Feathers?”

“The sky today is very good Most Beloved. An excellent sign: the Fates smile upon us.” Flashing Feathers grins, his gleaming teeth and iridescent scales bathing the bird in a resplendent glow. He turns to the guests, welcoming them as equals, “Welcome friends of my Beloved. We are honored by your presence.”
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No. 940233 ID: 094652

D'aww.

Do a little bow, all the researched niceties. Then ask what you came for. Any scrap of information about the world before.
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No. 940234 ID: 91ee5f

>>940230
He can change his shape? That’s new! And it’s good to see that he’s managed to pick up the modern language so quickly! No more language barrier!

Oh, right! Uh, politely bow and return the greeting.
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No. 940239 ID: ccd2ca

Honored to be received! And impressed at Flashing Feathers' speedy adaptation.

I'm sure we brought some sort of appropriate little gift? If we're someone who's introducing themselves for the first time? Not Casey, in other words, who'd be well in the good books already. Yes?
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No. 940240 ID: 3ed3c3

>>940230
It's wonderful to see you again, Flashing Feathers. How have you and Mr. Ochre been? All's well, we trust?
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No. 940249 ID: f0762a

Really like the last picture, super cute. Also Flashing Feathers' anthro form is very sexy(is this the right shade of blue?). Looking forward to see more of it.

Ask him how he feels about this new era.
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No. 940344 ID: 83bf07

Congrats on your high standing, Cecil!
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No. 940357 ID: 7816e7
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The mice look to one another in surprise. Mr. Ochre had mentioned how well Flashing Feathers had done adopting the modern dialect, but his new form comes as a bit of a shock. “T-thank you, Flashing Feathers. Its good to see you again.” Says Casey after shaking off her shock.

The glittering scaled head dips. “And you, Receiver of my Blessing. Thank you again for your gift of freedom. How may we help you?”

“We’re looking to explore the ruins belonging to one of the old vampire lords. The problem is that its located somewhere in the Highspires. Gabe can gate us there, but...”

“I have seen this place in the travels since our meeting. Very high. The air is thin. Too weak to breathe.” He nods. “You request my aid.” He states.

“Yes, if you would give it.”

“And you-“ Flashing Feathers turns to his partner. “Most Beloved. You wish to go with them. I feel your heart: it beats for this as it does when we couple.”

The bird rolls his eyes and sighs, “I can’t keep anything from you, now can I? Yes, I’m dying to go. Unexplored ruins at the top of the world? It sounds spectacular.” He takes the deity by the wing and leads him on. “Come, join us on the veranda for tea. There’s much to discuss.”
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No. 940358 ID: 7816e7
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The host takes them down the staircase, across the the immaculate lawn to a gazebo. An arrangement of Miki’s cupcakes sit on silver serving trays as well as a selection of loose and bagged teas from faraway lands.

The party sets about the tea service, and sit down in the shade of the gazebo while Flashing Feathers opts to sit in the sun.

“We didn’t realize you had adapted so much to modern living Flashing Feathers.” Says Casey, munching a muffin.

“Unfortunately my home is just not built to accommodate Flashing Feathers’ full glory, so he finds this form a tad more comfortable. Though he prefers not being under a roof.” Cecil explains, “You can hardly blame him having been locked up all those years...” he reaches out and pats a wingtip. “Since his release we have been traveling everywhere. I’ll tell you, I feel like I’ve been unchained too! This world is just marvelous: so vibrant and wild! To think I’ve spent all these years cooped up like an old crow.”
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“It feels good to soar again. To hear the air sing.” Flashing Feathers sips his tea with uncanny daintiness. “What was your favorite, Most Beloved?”

The bowerbird gasps and clutches his knees. “Oh! So we found this town and decided to stay the night. But it turned out we arrived just in time for the annual festival of colors. Everyone fills the streets and they throw just...” he gesticulates with a swirl of his hands, “gobs of pigment at one another: just handfuls of brilliant powder all over the place. I thought I was losing my mind!” He dishes excitedly. “So much passion and life! Apparently it’s all about love and rebirth, and well...”

“There was much love making.” The coatl remarks calmly. He crosses his legs and leans back, catching more of the afternoon sun.
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No. 940360 ID: 7816e7
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“We’ll definitely be going back next year.” Mr Ochre assures them over his tea.
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No. 940362 ID: 094652

... I don't get it. That wasn't blue.

Ask for spells related to high-altitude survival. Like feather fall and air filtering.
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No. 940366 ID: b1b4f3

>>940359
Haha some pigment got on his dick.

>>940360
I think just about everybody here would like to go.
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No. 940378 ID: 864e49

>Receiver of my Blessing
Oh god is that how he's going to remember you?

>>940360
We may end up going with you.
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No. 940454 ID: 7816e7
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“We’re so happy for you two. We'll have to join you next time.” Says Casey suppressing a giggle. “I can’t imagine what it must have felt like bottled up for all that time.”

“It was...” The reptile stares in to space and blinks slowly. “Dull.”

“In the old days, there were rites and worship. I was needed and I gave to the people the gift of sweet rains and calm winds. I did not know the kings and priests saw the people’s love and were jealous. They sealed me away with cunning magic and told the people that no one may rise above the kings. I was made to do their bidding and in my anger, the rains became heavy and the winds cruel. Crops failed and when the people became hungry they threw down the kings and priests. Those that remained feared my wrath should I be released and sealed me away beneath the city.” He slurps his tea between shining teeth as his mind drifts back to the fall of the old kingdoms.

“Do you know anything about the place we mentioned?” Kol asks.

“No. Before I was sealed away, I had no knowledge of this mountain. I suspect powerful magic was responsible for its creation.”
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No. 940460 ID: b1b4f3

>>940454
Hmm you know, his old prison might make an okay habitat for Fennel. Are the archaeologists done with it yet? I'm sure they'd want it preserved, but I also suspect Flashing Feathers might have the final word on it and may enjoy that particular room being repurposed and possibly eroded over time.

But enough business! Tell them about stuff you did since you last saw them.
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No. 940461 ID: e7848c

He may not know about our target, but there's probably still so much we could learn from him. Sitting down with a historian would be a great boon for knowledge. That's for another time though. How do we go about safely exploring these ruins?
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No. 940501 ID: e8421c

Now thinking about it, how you take time to make all the different coloured texts is very impressive. Again thank you for the great work Toxo! So, what can you do to help our guides ascend that mountain? Air Bubble and Wind Walk?
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No. 940545 ID: 7816e7
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“Ah well, it was worth a shot.” Kol leans back, and swigs his tea. “But you can still help us out though, right?”

The glittering serpent nods, “Yes. A feather given to you will give you breath for some time. In the old days, climbers would place one upon their tongue before diving for pearls. There are other dangers: the cold, the sun, the wind. I will accompany you, and assist however I can, but time must be taken to prepare for the threats you will face.“ The snake god turns to Mr. Ochre and asks, Most Beloved, do you still wish to go?”

The bowerbird smiles back. His chest swells with dauntless confidence as he answers in his partner’s old tongue.

The coatl chuckles and translates, “He says ‘may I stand among the heavens with you by my side.’ Very well, let us make arrangements.”
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No. 940546 ID: 83bf07

I love it when someone speaks another language they just learned, with confidence.
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No. 940557 ID: a9af05

>>940545
I see Flashing Feathers isn't the only one that's learned a language.
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No. 940695 ID: ac10e5

Ask him how long it took him to learn to speak that way! It's very neat.
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No. 940785 ID: 7816e7
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"Wow, you can speak his language already? How long did that take?" Casey asks.

"I've always had a bit of an ear for languages, and my rather unique perspective of color has helped a lot." Says Mr. Ochre as he polishes off his tea. "During the last few month's we've been teaching one another during our flights and have built up quite the shared vocabulary. I feel as though I'm still years away from a true, natural grammatical comprehension, but as far as everyday use goes: I'm getting the hang of it."

Mr. Ochre puts his cup aside and pulls out a leather-bound pad of paper. A slim, silver propelling pencil clicks meaningfully in his hand. "So! As assets manager of this little excursion, what assets will we need?"
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No. 940789 ID: 7c21ff

Climbing gear, winter clothing, thick boots AND socks. Bring literally all of the rope, ever. Hammer and chisel just in case.

And a flare gun for each member, incase of dire emergency to signal flashing feathers to swoop on in and evac whoever fired theirs.
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No. 940791 ID: 83bf07

>>940789
Neat idea with the flares but don't those need oxygen to burn? Either way don't we also have flares in the form of Kol's beacons? That might been a byproduct of the Lich though..
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No. 940794 ID: 10c408

>>940791
Thin air doesn't mean no air, and I'm pretty sure that Feathers was going to help with any oxygen problems.

but just in case, sure. Some form of signalling that doesn't use oxygen would be vastly superior to normal flares.

...Except for Mr Ochre, who will probably still need one.
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No. 940798 ID: 91ee5f

>>940785
Heavy winter clothes.

.....and considering how often his wardrobe is “barely anything at all”, bring extra clothes for Gabe. Possibly consider getting super glue to attach the clothes to Gabe, so that he’s forced to actually wear them.
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No. 940799 ID: b1b4f3

General camping gear probably.
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No. 940805 ID: f57349

There are flares that can burn underwater, and stuff for rocket engines that burns in hard vacuum (by including it's own oxidizer), pretty sure some kind of chemical stick that'll make heat and light up in the death zone is possible.

In terms of protective clothing, you'll want to be particularly careful about extremities with limited blood flow: fingers, toes, ears, noses, tails. Climbing harnesses with a rope linking everyone together so you don't get separated. Food, water, first aid supplies, all that basic stuff. Shelter with appropriately sturdy tie-downs. Lip balm, since cold thin air is extremely dry.

And, of course, whatever scientific equipment you might need for studying the actual site!
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No. 940902 ID: f0762a

Archaeology field gears. Measurement, recording, excavation, first aid. Should we bring Pezzi and Rufus? They should be most familiar with mana wells. How are they right now?
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No. 941029 ID: 7816e7
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“Well first up is the cold. We can bundle up right?” Says Gabe.

“That high, the cold is like a knife. You must armor yourself against it. Eyes, ears, tails, all must be protected.”

Cecil scribbles a note in shorthand. “What else?”

Kol scratches his chin. “Ropes, anchors, climbing equipment. The beacon that the Senders worked out bypasses the worst of the climb, but there's no telling what things will be like up there.”

Another note, “Good. I suggest we get some practice in with them before we depart. What else?”

Casey thinks, “You still have your backpack with the spacial charm right? Gabe can store things in his gates, but it would probably be a good idea to bring it along with extra supplies, just in case. Some digging equipment in case we need to excavate anything...”

“Easily done.”

“I dunno if this’ll help but, flares?” Gabe shrugs, “We might need to signal someone. If you want I might be able to arrange some senders to make an extraction team if we need it. If we need to get out, they could signal them for an emergency gate.”

“Good thinking...” Mr Ochre notes this down.
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No. 941030 ID: 7816e7
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Shadows stretch over the garden as the evening wears on. More food is brought out as the team pours over plans and contingencies. Orders for equipment are handed off to couriers, who spread out into the streets. One by one, the finest craftsmen and suppliers in the city receive Mr. Ochre’s scribbled notes and set to work.

As lamplighters set about their nightly task, each mysterious piece of the expedition comes together. Leatherworkers craft whole suits of padded, windproof outerwear. Dockhands trim yard after yard of lightweight, twisted rope and canvas. Alchemists mix long tubes of powdered magnesium, sulfur, and iron into brilliant, long lasting flares. Late into the night, a jigsaw puzzle of vast complexity comes together piece by piece.
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No. 941031 ID: 7816e7
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In Mr Ochre’s garden Gabe and Kol cuddle on a glider. Gabe rubs a sleepy cheek against his partner while Kol's steady breath rocks him to sleep as it has a thousand times before. Casey drapes a blanket over them as mousey snores drift through the night like fireflies.

"I didn't realize it was getting so late. I apologize." Murmurs Mr. Ochre quietly. "If you'd like, I could have them taken up to one of the guest rooms."
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No. 941033 ID: e7848c

Only if they're not imposing. It's been a long day. What's left on the docket?
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No. 941060 ID: 10c408

Politely decline Cecil's offer, they're both cute right now and if we want them up they might get a little... frisky. And this isn't the best time for that considering how big a day tomorrow is.
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No. 941063 ID: e6f10c

Ordinarily you'd leave 'em 'cause they look so cute and it'd be a shame to disturb them, but we've got a big day tomorrow and it'd be better if they didn't wake up sore, cold and tired from sleeping outside on a wooden glider. Better have them taken to the guest room so they can a good night's sleep in a good bed. If possible, do it without waking them. And Casey can also sleep here tonight as well.
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No. 941066 ID: 0420dd

That would be nice. While you're having a quiet talk with Cecil, though, Casey, ask him if there's any good ideas for a gift to repay Flashing Feathers for his assistance. You set him free but that was correcting an injustice, and you got to keep the spell, so you can't really claim any debt from that. So you need to do something nice for him.
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No. 941100 ID: 7816e7
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“That’d be very nice, thank you.” Casey nods, realizing her eyelids are feeling heavy themselves. “You both are doing so much for us, is there anything we can do to thank you?”

Cecil and Flashing Feathers rock backwards and then chuckle to one another. “My dear, its us that should thank you.” The bird smiles warmly and takes off his glasses to wipe them clean.

Bearer of my Blessing, you have given me more than my freedom. Without you, I would never have met my Most Beloved.” In the dull light, the coatl’s scales twinkle like diamonds in in murky water. He steps close to Casey and in a rustle of feathers, pulls her into an embrace. “I wish to thank you, from the bottom of my heart.”
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No. 941108 ID: e7848c

I think we can make the time for a god. Hell, we might get a night of more winged hugs.
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No. 941109 ID: 91ee5f

>>941100
>Bearer of my Blessing
Hey, listen, I know he keeps calling you that because he shared his mana with you, but do you think it might have some other meaning to it? Like, maybe he got you pregnant or something?
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No. 941112 ID: 094652

"Okay, but only if we do it with Mr. Ochre. Again."
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No. 941117 ID: b1b4f3

>>941100
Tell him you're happy, and honored, to have helped him.
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No. 941146 ID: 75a903

Awww, how sweet. Wing hugs are great. Especially deific ones.
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No. 941160 ID: 8eaf98

>>941112
no. Just like they needed sleep EVERYONE needs sleep for the expedition.
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No. 941195 ID: f0762a

>>941109
Worth asking.

>>941117
This. And it's great to be able to meet him as a friend. Though they really should rest for tonight.
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No. 941199 ID: 7816e7
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The fearsome beast from her childhood is still warm from the afternoon sun. His feathers tickle as his wings encircle her. Casey hugs him back, feeling safe she sighs and rests her head against the jeweled serpent. “I’m very honored to have helped you. We’re so happy for you both.”

“May we show you something?” Flashing Feathers asks, his voice a soft, deep rumble.

“I think I can make time for a god.”

The coatl kicks off the ground and glides on the gentle sea breeze into a grove of trees. Taking Cecil’s hand, Casey follows the elemental between a gap in the junipers.
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She step into the moonlit glade and gasps. Illuminated by slivers of moonlight is a private garden dominated by an immense, curious bed. Its frame, bent into a curious hyperbolic shape, cradles the reclining form of the snake god as he stretches out under the stars. He beckons them closer with a drifting wingtip.
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No. 941202 ID: 83bf07

Oh you're going to sleep well tonight.
Watch your step.
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No. 941203 ID: a9af05

>>941200
If this is going to lead to sex, then Gabe and Kol are gonna be upset they missed out on having sex with a god for the 2nd time!
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No. 941211 ID: 10c408

Well that's definitely a "come and have sex with me" expression.

Poor gabe and Kol, they missed out *again*
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No. 941215 ID: b1b4f3

>>941200
What are we gonna do on the bed?
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No. 941216 ID: 094652

Is this one of those things where he tessarects his dick by transforming while penetrating you?
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No. 941260 ID: 7816e7
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“What is this place?” Casey asks as her feet crunch against round, smooth stones. Using the bed frame, she levers herself up onto the cushion and shuffles over to the coatl on her knees.

Mr. Ochre swings up with a practiced hand and joins them. “A bedroom... of sorts. I had it made specially for him. Well, us really. Flashing Feathers just doesn’t feel comfortable sleeping indoors, so I had this crafted. I spend more nights out here than I do in my own bed.” He chuckles.

“Don’t you ever get cold, or rained on or anything?” Casey wonders, finding herself sandwiched between the snake and the bird.

“Well, he is a weather god.” Cecil reminds her. “Although once the seasons turn, we may have to find a more comfortable solution. Perhaps a trip to a warmer climate will be in order.”

Casey turns to the elemental and asks, “This is very lovely, Flashing feathers, but why bring me here?”

“I believe he would like to thank you.” Cecil’s hand comes to rest on her thigh, “We would both like to... if that’s alright with you.”
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No. 941261 ID: 7816e7
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“Gabe might be a bit jealous: missing another chance to sleep with a god.” Casey giggles and shimmies her tail, getting comfortable between the two feathered lovebirds.

“Oh!” Mr. Ochre puts a hand to his beak. “Should we go wake them up?”

She answers him with a kiss on the beak. “Its fine: they understand. Besides, he’s the lucky little squeaker who got a private party in Vivian’s boudoir. I’ve been dying to meet her.”

“Vivian? The Vivian?” His beak hangs open with amazement. “I would very much like to hear about that. Her performances are simply exhilarating: an absolute feast of color and sound!”

“I’m sure he’d love to tell you every detail over breakfast. But for now...” There's a shuffle as Casey slips out of her skirt. “Don’t keep me waiting, boys.”
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No. 941264 ID: e7848c

>>941261
Bold move Casey.
I approve.
Promise no restraints on Flashing Feathers, yeah?
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No. 941268 ID: 9d50cc

>>941264
Better not to even mention the possibility, I think.
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No. 941270 ID: 91ee5f

>>941261
>Vivian
I wonder if Flashing Feathers would enjoy going to one of Vivian’s shows? And would he be willing to wear a fancy suit to the theater?

>sex
So, same positions as last time? Or are we going to try something new?
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No. 941272 ID: b1b4f3

>>941261
Two on one means more hands to cover more body. Though I suppose Flashing Feathers will be more likely to use his lips and tongue.
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No. 941300 ID: 7816e7
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The pair take their cue and pull themselves close, sandwiching the wriggling mouse between them. Despite his gleaming fangs, Flashing feathers proves better equipped for kissing, trading long moaning smooches with Casey as he grinds between her thighs.

Mr. Ochre quickly sheds his suit and cuddles up behind her. His hands slide under her shirt and lift it away and Cecil leans in to cup her curves and tweak her nipples. At Casey’s moaned behest, one hand drifts along her side to her hip and a pair of questing fingers trace the edge of her undergarments. Cecil reaches lower and Casey arches her back suddenly, dragging air into her lungs as a muffled squeal escapes her lips. She nods her head vigorously at the touch and spreads her knees for the bird.

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No. 941302 ID: edf377

>>941300
Only one thing to do, get those panties off and go with the flow.
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No. 941317 ID: cc6fbf

Careful with those glasses, Cecil. Your gaze is going to head down south soon.
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No. 941354 ID: 7816e7
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Cecil gently tugs the fabric out of the way and slides his fingertips along the cleft of Casey’s bare pussy. Feeling her buck her hips into the touch, the emboldened bird parts her folds with a careful finger, followed by another.

“I must admit, this my first time, uh- pleasuring someone else like this...” Mr. Ocher blushes. He stirrs his fingers in slow circles, searching for familiar places. “Am I doing this right?”

Casey nods, her eyes closed and mouth agape in an expression of bliss. “Mmm hmm. Keep going!” Her words come in short gasps between shivers of sensation.

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No. 941357 ID: e7848c

Mind your claws, steady your pace and build your rhythm. Then enjoy the mouse squeaks.
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No. 941484 ID: b1b4f3

Flashing Feathers can work on her tits too, and after this I'm guessing everyone will be ready to escalate.
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No. 941651 ID: 7816e7
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Pleasure crackles up Casey’s spine and her knees buckle for a moment as Cecil slowly builds up a rhythm. She squeaks a warning moments before clenching down on his fingers. The bird jabs furiously at her g-spot as she rides the orgasm, helping her crest again in a rolling wave. 

Mr. Ochre pulls his fingers free from the panting mouse and admires the gleam of slickness. “Oh my, I think she enjoyed that. Wouldn’t you, my dear?”

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The coatl leans over her and grins, “Oh yes, Most Beloved. You have done well. Now, Blessing Bearer, are you ready?”

Casey looks down and watches as a slick, blue shaft glides back and forth across the lips of her vulva. An unseen poke beneath her tail hints at the intentions of his second cock.

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No. 941657 ID: e7848c

Get ready for a heavenly experience. Don't hold your breath~ Cecil, give that mouse something to lick when she opens her mouth in a second here.
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No. 941662 ID: b1b4f3

>>941657
Agreed.
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No. 941761 ID: 7816e7
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“Yesssss...” Casey urges as the tapered tips gently pierce her. The mouse softly moans as each inch slides inside, until glimmering scales bump against her pubic bone. She lays back, letting the coatl cuddle close to her and feeling her body adjust to the twin cocks.

Flashing Feathers leans close and smiles with satisfaction. “Your body is as wonderful as I remember it, Blessing Bearer. It is a good and joyous thing to feel myself within you again.” He pulls his hips back experimentally, savoring the shiver as her body clings to his shafts. “I will make love to you as only a god can.” He declares, pushing forward again achingly slow, letting Casey feel every millimeter of his gleaming sapphire shafts.

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As Casey lays back, something shuffles behind her. She opens her eyes to find a pair of feathery legs straddling her head. Cecil blushes in the moonlight and fidgets nervously with his glasses. “I- I hope I’m not imposing, but w-would you mind?”

Casey wordlessly reaches for his hips, diving between Cecil’s thighs. The bowerbird gasps as her tongue goes to work coating her taste buds with his pleasure. She traces his folds, finding where they meet and hide the sensitive pearl. She sucks hungrily at her prize and is rewarded with a clenching shiver from the bird.

"Ah! Oh my! Ohhhhh, I- I must admit, I wish I had your skill at… mmph- oral activities." Mr. Ochre pants as his glasses fall askew. "I- I still have much to learn, I see."

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No. 941780 ID: ca7cac

Now this is a love train. Casey, everything you get from Flashing Feathers, make sure to put it right forward into Cecil.
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No. 941833 ID: e6f10c

Disengage long enough to tell Cecil that you could be his teacher on that matter, if he wishes so. Then dive back in to pleasuring him.
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No. 941877 ID: bddb0f

>>941761
Go on to show him how much more he has to learn.

Also; let the very filling - and fulfilling - sex by Flashing Feathers slowly push you over the edge - and beyond.
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No. 941896 ID: 7816e7
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941896

Casey takes a breather and wipes the dripping pleasure from her chin. "Don't worry, I have a lot to teach you." She goes back to eating him out, slipping a pair of fingers in alongside her busy tongue.
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No. 941897 ID: 7816e7
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941897

Cecil grinds his hips in place, letting her have her way with him. He casts a backwards glance at Flashing Feathers and watches the hint of blue cock appear and disappear between their bodies. He clutches at his chest as the color fills his eyes. "Fates, you look simply magnificent, my dear. I could watch you for hours."

The great snake chuckles, leaning back to give the bird a better view. "Would that please you Most Beloved? To watch me fuck our cherished Blessing Bearer until the sun rises?" Flashing Feathers smiles, driving his hips forward again. His pace is slow and gentle, relying on the sinuous ripple of his spine to arc his shafts into Casey; hitting each and every angle within her. Judging from the muffled moans from beneath his beloved and the steady trickle of lust coating his dicks, he can tell she's enjoying herself. "Give me the word and I will pleasure her until she can not stand."

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No. 941898 ID: 2df440

Yes, do it~
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No. 941900 ID: b1b4f3

Good thing we're not leaving tomorrow.
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No. 941907 ID: 91ee5f

>>941897
Cecil, open your mouth to give the word. Immediately get interrupted by Casey giving a thumbs up.

Then tell Flashing Feathers, “Well, it looks like we’re going until sunrise!”
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No. 941910 ID: e6f10c

>>941907
Make it a double thumbs up.
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No. 941922 ID: 9d50cc

It'd be easier for Cecil to watch if he turned around.
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No. 941936 ID: 83bf07

Let the sun greet us as one under the sky.
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No. 942006 ID: 7816e7
File 156540591395.png - (190.67KB , 700x536 , 10-27.png )
942006

Mr. Ochre looks down at the mouse between his thighs and gets an enthusiastic thumbs up. “Nothing would make us happier, my dear.”

“Very well. You should get comfortable, Most Beloved.” The elemental pulls himself loose and gently flips Casey onto her knees. He looms over the mouse and his voice rumbles in her ear, “Let us know if you require a break, Blessing Bearer. You will be well cared for.”

Casey nods in consent and gasps as the great serpent pushes back into her; spreading her ass and a moment later, her pussy.

The scaly body bumps flush with her asscheeks and pumps back and forth experimentally, feeling her readjust. Satisfied, the coatl swings his hips forward with a slap, building speed until he finds a comfortable pace. “Let us give my Beloved a show...” Flashing Feathers grins as the mouse squeaks beneath him.

Mr. Ochre lays back in font of the pair and spreads his legs for Casey. The mouse happily dives back in, her nose booping forward against his pubis with every pump of the god’s hips. He moans in appreciation, watching the thick, sapphire shaft slip in and out of Casey’s ass; each glimpse of color filling his eyes with an ecstatic flash.

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No. 942007 ID: 7816e7
File 156540591835.png - (179.06KB , 700x476 , 10-28.png )
942007

As the night goes on, Casey lays forward keeping her tail held high. The snake god grasps her hips, pounding away at her body. His long, powerful strokes pull his cocks out to the tip, showing off as much of the beautiful shafts as possible.

Mr Ochre grins, watching every glistening inch piston in and out. “That’s it. Give it to her my dear.” He cups Casey’s ears gently, “Are we doing alright down here?”

The thump, thump, thump interrupts Casey as she struggles to speak, "Fu-u-u-uck! Fu-Fuck! Go-od, ye-es! Fu-uck me-e-e."

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No. 942008 ID: 7816e7
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942008

Time passes and the moon traces across the night sky. Casey moans, feeling the same relentless fucking from behind. She lays in Cecil’s lap, her chin dripping with his juices after a night of cunnilingus. Unable to keep going, she rests her tongue and watches the bird idly pleasure himself.

Her eyes roll back as another orgasm shudders through her, ejaculating another wave of her pleasure down her matted thighs to stain the coatl’s bed. The strange, smooth dicks continue their ceaseless rhythm; having paused only for the occasional glass of water or application of lube.

Somewhere above her, Cecil’s clipped voice remarks, “Was that another orgasm?”

Flashing Feathers huffs in between his thrusts. “Yes. It fills my heart with joy to see you still enjoying yourself, Bearer of my Blessing.”

“Mmmm, absolutely.” Cecil pets her head affectionately and yawns. “A simply amazing performance. But unless my eyes deceive me, I believe the sky is growing light. I think it may be time to finish our wonderful night together.”

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No. 942021 ID: 83bf07

I think she's earned her second blessing, yeah?
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No. 942022 ID: 2df440

let her bear your blessing deeply
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No. 942231 ID: 4c46b6

“Second blessing",ha! How about try sending her to another peak while bestow your seed?
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No. 942281 ID: 7816e7
File 156557693023.png - (207.39KB , 476x700 , 10-30.png )
942281

“Very well. Blessing Bearer, will you watch the sunrise[color] with me?”

Casey nods her head weakly, managing a “Y-yeh...yeh”

Gentle wingtips lift her up, until she’s braced against the coatl’s chest. One goes under her leg and supports it, leaving her exposed for Cecil to watch. Flashing Feathers rests his head against hers and cradles her close. “I have been waiting for this. Please, receive my [color=teal]blessing
. Take all of me and let me fill your body and soul.”

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No. 942282 ID: 7816e7
File 156557693594.png - (192.23KB , 537x700 , 10-31.png )
942282

The serpent slowly starts to ratchet up his movements, building momentum in anticipation of a new day. His hips blur in a rainbow of scales as his shafts arc up into Casey again and again. The exhausted mouse bounces on the paired cocks, mouth agape and exhaling a rising, wordless cry. After riding out countless orgasms, she feels herself cresting the largest yet as the seconds tick down to daybreak.
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No. 942283 ID: 7816e7
File 156557694033.png - (208.27KB , 700x694 , 10-32.png )
942283

Her eyes drift down, watching Mr Ochre fingering himself furiously, matching their pace and staring hungrily at the glistening cocks as they slip in an out. In this endless pre-dawn moment, time stretches out into an endless curve, bringing each of them infinitesimally close to a finale.
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No. 942284 ID: 7816e7
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942284

The first rays of sunlight stab through the trees and Flashing Feathers buries himself. Having held himself on the edge all night, the great serpent god finally lets loose, unleashing twin fountains of potent, magical cum deep within the twitching mouse. So great is his blessing that it rapidly fills the helpless rodent, and runs out of her gaping body in long rivulets. The coatl bucks, his cocks coated white, and drives himself back inside as more jets of built up mana fire off in sequence.

Casey shudders and squeals, her voice shattering the peaceful morning air. She feels each spurt crashing against her walls and leaking as tired muscles clench around the tapered shafts. Her own body, blazing with pleasure, goes rigid and bucks her hips back and forth frantically.

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No. 942285 ID: 7816e7
File 156557695166.png - (203.65KB , 476x700 , 10-34.png )
942285

As the last few trickles of endorphins fade from Casey’s mind, a sudden surge rushes through her. Pure, blazing mana courses across her skin as her aura boils over, forming strange prominences and arcs. Her thoughts are wiped blank and her eyes filled with blinding fire. As the morning sun slowly rises, so does she: floating a few feet over the amazed Flashing Feathers. Riding a double dose of magical energy, her aura bends itself into a symmetrical set of wings, which flap slowly in the morning air.
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No. 942286 ID: 83bf07

Welcome to ascension, Casey. How does it feel?
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No. 942287 ID: e6f10c

Casey, float above Flashing Feathers, tip forward 'till you're facing downward and passionately kiss him. Then disengage, flap your aura wings 'till they're a blur, and zoom around the clearing and over the pond like a ecstatic hummingbird.
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No. 942288 ID: 91ee5f

>>942284
>Casey shudders and squeals, her voice shattering the peaceful morning air.
I wouldn’t be surprised if that woke up Gabe and Kol. Then they come over here and realize they missed out again.

>>942285
And now Casey has become a butterfly!
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No. 942291 ID: b1b4f3

>>942285
Once you start to think clearly again, try to hold onto as much mana as you safely can, and control your flight. Use this as an opportunity to increase your maximum and learn how to use it. Maybe someday you can reach this state on your own...
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No. 942297 ID: 10c408

Use up that influx of mana, see if you can fly a little.

But most importantly, you need to remember this for your eventual test to become a full-fledged guardian.
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No. 942380 ID: 9d50cc

I'm guessing the concentrated essence of a sky god at a moment of celestial importance has given you some sort of sudden awareness and comprehension of the firmament, air and flight, which has allowed you to transcend the limits of gravity and leverage. In other words, where you were able to lift other things using your tendrils, you can now lift yourself! Possibly through the function of the conceptually infinite edges of a butterfly's wing allowing you to anchor yourself into the atmosphere. I didn't notice you having to counterbalance yourself or act like you were supporting more weight when you lifted things with your tendrils before, so this is actually a relatively small shift in capability, from a certain point of view.

You're probably a bit tired out now, but perhaps some other time you could explore the possibilities of zero-g intimacy and joining the [distance] high club. For now, once your mind comes back, have fun at a safe height and make sure to give your thanks. Maybe try a spiderman-style kiss for your companions. Don't rush yourself, though - let your consciousness come back naturally, so you can be sure to remember what you're doing and feeling now.
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No. 942381 ID: a9af05

So, any chance Casey is now pregnant with a god baby?
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No. 942497 ID: 7816e7
File 156574590514.png - (198.33KB , 700x700 , 10-35.png )
942497

“Hey, uh... Kol?”

“Huh, that’s new....”
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No. 942498 ID: 7816e7
File 156574591014.png - (202.29KB , 700x476 , 10-36.png )
942498

Flashing Feathers kicks off the ground and brings himself face to face with the ascended mouse. “Blessing Bearer? Casey? Are- are you alright?”

Casey slowly turns to focus on the deity and somewhere in the distant fog of her mind recollection sparks. “Oh, hello...” She places a glowing hand against his cheek and leans in to kiss the concerned serpent.

As she does, her wings start to unravel, flitting away on the wind like scattered butterflies. Flashing Feathers scoops under her just as gravity takes hold and brings her back down to earth.
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No. 942499 ID: 7816e7
File 156574596220.png - (159.32KB , 700x519 , 10-37.png )
942499

He lays the dazed mouse across the bed and Mr. Ochre crawls over to check on her. “Casey? Dear, are you okay? Should I- d-do you need a healer?”

“Mmm? Cecil? Mmmtired...” She nuzzles up to his lap and sighs. “Feel loooovely, all floaty... you’re a sweet guy Cecil. Mmm... that was funnn.” She pats his thigh, puts her head down and immediately starts to snore. As the last of the mana-fire fades, it etches itself into her fur, leaving a smoldering rune across her shoulders.
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No. 942504 ID: e7848c

Cecil, think fondly of your first interaction with Casey. I think it's okay to be a little proud of having helped her achieve this new blessing.
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No. 942506 ID: 9d50cc

Well, Flashing Feathers, that mark is pretty distinctly in your style, so I'd say you made that blessing bearer title a bit more official this morning. I do wonder if Mr. Ochre might feel a little left out, though. You should think of something nice to do for him.

For now, maybe switch to your larger form so you can curl up around your partners, add a nice wing blanket, and keep them warm while you all catch some sleep.
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No. 942508 ID: b1b4f3

Cecil ask Flashing Feathers if he's ever seen anything like that before.

Also I guess Gabe and Kol are gonna come down to find out what that was about.
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No. 942509 ID: 10c408

Huh.

Well the style is different and most likely more permanent given that it's from a god... But this isn't the first time that we've seen someone use more mana than normal all at once.

Of course, I wouldn't be surprised if Gabe knows just as much about this as his girlfriend.
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No. 942615 ID: 7816e7
File 156583346477.png - (175.14KB , 700x476 , 10-38.png )
942615

Cecil scratches his head feathers and wonders, “Have you ever seen anything like that?” His fingertip traces one of the coiled shapes on her shoulder-blade and Casey shifts slightly.

The coatl shrugs, “When Casey removed the spell binding me to my prison, she took the spell for her own. I do not understand how her magic works, but it seems tied to the markings on her body. It is an old magic; very primal.”

“Well, I suppose we should let her sleep. You were simply spectacular my dear.”

“As were you Most Beloved. You should rest as well. There will be much to do this day, and we will require you to be sharp and alert.”

The bird lays back and chuckles, “Very well, I suppose it was a bit indulgent to watch you all night.” He yawns and puts his spectacles aside, happy to have shared such an intimate moment between the three of them. As Flashing Feathers coils around the pair in a scaly blanket, he pulls himself close to the slumbering mouse. He takes one last look before drifting off to sleep at the massive house where he spent so many years cloistered away from the world and sighs. Despite his exhaustion, his heart races with warmth and love.
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No. 942616 ID: 7816e7
File 156583347092.png - (146.16KB , 700x509 , 10-39.png )
942616

“Looks like they’re going to nap.” Kol looks down from the tall window and smiles. “We should probably let them sleep in a bit.”

“You mean they were at it all night?” Gabe ties a bathrobe shut around his waist, hiding the cum streaks dripping down his chest. “Fates, that Casey has all the luck.”

“Gabe, you had an all night long orgy with three beautiful women a couple of months ago and left with, what I understand as, on open invitation.”

“Heheh, oh yeah.” He grins, remembering that night. “I gotta see if Del wants to have a little fun before our trip. I wouldn’t mind another romp between Viv’s sheets.” The mouse stretches and scratches his neck. “ I’m gonna pop down and scrounge up some breakfast. You want anything?”
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No. 942618 ID: 2df440

Pancakes and sausage!
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No. 942626 ID: e7848c

Nikki's!
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No. 942628 ID: b1b4f3

>>942615
yessss coatl bed

>>942616
Scrambled eggs and sausage with toast.
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No. 942634 ID: f0762a

I don't think you should feel bad Kol, considering your trip with Caleb. Actually if Gabe really went with Daliah, maybe you can meet him again? Or perhaps Nixxy and Fennel?
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No. 942647 ID: 10c408

sausage, eggs, toast and tea.

In fact, just go with him Kol. It's going to be a long day and having a really good meal for breakfast is important.
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No. 942699 ID: 7816e7
File 156591403704.png - (117.48KB , 700x507 , 10-40.png )
942699

“Could you get me some eggs and toast, oh and some sausage?” Kol flops back onto the Nixxy-sized bed, sinking several inches into the mattress.

“Eggs and toast sound nice, but I already got stuffed full of sausage this morning.” Gabe winks and opens up a gate. “I’ll see what I can find.”

Kol lays back and smiles, happy to see Mr. Ochre opening up to see Casey having fun. His eyes cast around the room, picking out details in the new environment. Everything is well made, but worn slightly in a way that suggests years of use. Despite the obvious wealth on display, the room is largely unadorned: furnished with a rather spartan looking dresser and wardrobe. A slight concave to the mattress beneath him gives the faded impression of a single occupant. A reading lamp near the bed hangs over a copy of The First Guardians: Legends and Mysteries. Next to that lies a small glass etching, depicting a trio of birds clustered together stiffly.
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No. 942700 ID: 7816e7
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942700

A few moments later and Gabe reappears, carrying a pair of plates. “Breakfast in bed for you, good sir.” He drawls, depositing Kol’s order in his hands. “Its still pretty quiet downstairs, so I had a look about. Check out what I found.” Gabe turns around and lifts his tail, revealing a gleaming silver plug.
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No. 942702 ID: b1b4f3

Gabe, do you have permission to use Cecil's toys?
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No. 942705 ID: edf377

>>942616
Haven't heard from Delilah in while so it sounds like a good idea, not just because I like the idea of the main 3 taking Cecil and Flashing to the bathhouse for a bit of wet naked goodtimes.
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No. 942711 ID: 9d50cc

Gaaaabe, you can't just stick things you find lying around into yourself! The last time you were here one of those was possessed!

Also it's not yours! That's very rude!!
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No. 942724 ID: e6f10c

Dude, you don't stick other people's things up your butt without asking their permission first. That's just common courtesy. Better get that plug out before Cecil finds it's missing, and with enough time to spare to wash, scrub and polish it before putting it back.

...Hey, wait a second. Doesn't Cecil keep all his sex toys in that hidden vault room under the stairs? Hm, he may have some elsewhere nowadays. Still, Gabe, just how much of a detour from the kitchens did you take to nab that silver buttplug?
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No. 942740 ID: f4c35e

>>942724
Maybe it had just been cleaned and was on the drainrack?
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No. 942743 ID: 83bf07

Oh my gosh. Gabe. Wonder how far in the day we can get with that hidden away.
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No. 942745 ID: a9af05

>>942700
Gabe, we ask for permission before using someone else's things.
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No. 942795 ID: 7816e7
File 156600365022.png - (153.29KB , 700x641 , 10-42.png )
942795

“Gabe! Don’t just use our host’s stuff without asking!” Kol admonishes, waving a sausage laden fork at him.

“I just wanted to pop in and have a look at his collection.” Gabe waggles his tail back at him in impish delight. “Honestly, looked like he hadn’t been in there in a while: everything was kinda dusty. I thought I’d borrow this little beaut’ so I wouldn’t leak cum everywhere.” He pokes it with a finger and gasps as it starts to hum. “Ooohh, someone got a vibration charm installed.”

“Well we should probably get it washed and cleaned so we can put it back.” The mouse takes a bite of toast laden with scrambled eggs. “We could probably do with a bit of a wash ourselves.”

“Oh! We could visit Delilah’s! There’s practically no one there this time of day. We could have a bath all by ourselves!”
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No. 942797 ID: 9d50cc

Not just using someone's stuff without permission, but actually taking it out of their house? And what are you going to say when Del asks you where you got it? You can't just blab to people about other folks' intimate item collections. Were you raised in a barn, young man? A sex barn?

Also pretty sure if you can enchant something to vibrate you can probably also enchant valuable items to raise an alarm when they're removed from an area, and anything made of silver probably qualifies.
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No. 942803 ID: b1b4f3

>>942795
A visit to the spa does sound nice.
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No. 942804 ID: ce39da

"Clean that off and put it back where you found it first, then we'll see~"
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No. 942805 ID: f9852f

>>942795
we don’t have to put the plug back if we ask Cecil if we use it first! then go to delilah’s~
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No. 942819 ID: e7848c

Hell yeah, let's go visit Del
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No. 942821 ID: b1b4f3

Haha wait a fucking minute why didn't we think of inviting Delilah to the mountain adventure? She can keep everyone warm and in good health.
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No. 942828 ID: 10c408

>>942821
There was a bigger focus on the whole lack of oxygen problem to even think of inviting Delilah to do something about the cold.
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No. 942829 ID: 864e49

Oh so you do want some sausage after all?

You think we should tall Delilah where we're planning to go?
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No. 942830 ID: f57349

Open up a face-sized gate to the vicinity of that bed outside and get Mr. Ocher's retroactive permission before proceeding with any further buttplug hijinx.
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No. 942831 ID: 4c46b6

>>942821
Good idea. Deliah is a medic who's also quite strong, someone every adventurer party would like to have.
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No. 942840 ID: 91ee5f

>>942795
Gabe, aren’t you the one that’s teaching Clio to not steal things anymore? What would she say if she knew you were taking things without permission?

Also, even though the plan was to leave later today, I think after 3 of our team stayed up all night, we’d better plan to leave tomorrow instead. That way we give everyone a chance to be rested for the trip.

>>942821
But she runs the spa. She can’t just up and leave like that. Unless she’s got someone else that can run the spa while she’s gone, I don’t think she can come with us.

It doesn’t hurt to at least ask if she could come.
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No. 942873 ID: 7816e7
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942873

Kol chews his toast thoughtfully. “It has been a while since I last visited the bathhouse. You should probably ask Mr. Ochre before running off with part of his collection, though.”

“Yeaaah, thats fair. Gimme a sec.” A small gate opens and he pokes his head through. On the other side, a sleepy bird blinks groggily at him. “Hey, sorry to bug you, Cecil. Quick question: could I borrow one of your, you know, toys?”

“Its not the blue one, is it?” Mr. Ochre yawns.

“Nah, its silver.”

“Oh, that one.” He waves his hand dismissively. “I felt like experimenting with materials, but the color never did anything for me. Just make sure its clean when you return it.” He yawns and lays back down on one of the coatl’s wings.
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No. 942875 ID: 7816e7
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942875

A few minutes later a crack of thunder announces their arrival in the bathhouse. Delilah pokes her head through a doorway curiously. “Gabe? Is that you?”

“Hey, Del!” He waves, still clad in his borrowed robe. “Kol and I were wondering if we could snag a private bath real quick.”

The powerful pup hugs her pint sized lover and they share a quick smooch. “Yeah sure! I didn’t expect to see you up this early.”
One of her hands goes for a flirty butt squeeze and pauses. “Ooh, what’s going on back here?”
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No. 942877 ID: e7848c

>>942875
Oh you know..
The Good Touch™️
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No. 942902 ID: 91ee5f

>>942875
>”Ooh, what’s going on back here?”
I’m wagging my tail so fast, it looks like it’s not moving at all!
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No. 942905 ID: 094652

How about sqrt(Bad Touch)?
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No. 942944 ID: 3ed3c3

>>942875
Did she just "OwO what's this" Gabe?
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No. 942999 ID: edf377

>>942875
Only one thing left to do: Get everyone naked (del too) and get on with the skinship.
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No. 943005 ID: b1b4f3

>>942875
Show her.
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No. 943007 ID: 7816e7
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943007

“A little borrowed toy from Cecil.” Says Kol as Gabe starts to blush. “Gabe and I were having some fun and well...”

“Oh, can I see?”

Gabe obliges, lifting his tail for the healer and she takes an admiring look. “Pretty! Suits you well, Gabe!” She twists the plug between her thumb and finger and Gabe shudders. “Nice and tight.”

Gabe hangs onto her shoulders, his knees buckling as she tugs at it lightly. “Ah! Oh Fates, Del!” The metal plug thrums against his prostate and he squeaks. “Careful, I’m gonna-!”

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No. 943008 ID: 7816e7
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943008

“Oh, no not all over my floor, you’re not.” Delilah hefts him over her shoulder, his butt hanging in the air for all to see. “Let’s get you dirty mice into a bath...”
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No. 943009 ID: e7848c

>>943008
Is it bad that I want to see Del yeet Gabe and dive in after him? Naked of course.
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No. 943010 ID: cb6404

>>943008

That is, without a doubt, the toothy smirk of "I'm gonna WRECK IT."
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No. 943022 ID: 10c408

Gabe, make doubly sure that Kol actually came with you and that you didn't leave him behind by accident before you and your girlfriend get frisky.
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No. 943078 ID: 7816e7
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943078

"Here we go! Oof-!" Delilah heaves and sends Gabe sailing through the air.
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No. 943079 ID: 7816e7
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943079

"Nice form!" Kol chuckles, unwrapping his towel and leaning back from the splash.
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No. 943080 ID: 7816e7
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943080

"What's the point of being a lifeguard if you don’t get to sling people around every once in a while?" Delilah steps out of her swimsuit and dips a toe in, testing the water. "Nice timing, guys. I was feeling a bit frisky this morning." Her tail wags excitedly as the grins at the mice.
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No. 943115 ID: 83bf07

>>943080
Ya got the dog exited with a new toy in her boy toy. Best spoil her, lads.
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No. 943134 ID: b1b4f3

Kol, show off your own strength and toss HER in the pool. Don't hit gabe tho.
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No. 943167 ID: 7816e7
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943167

Gabe comes sputtering to the surface and wipes the water from his eyes just in time to see a fluffy tail sharking towards him. The water surges as Delilah’s sleek form arrows under the surface and she wraps her arms around him.
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No. 943168 ID: 7816e7
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943168

“Del-oooohhh!” Gabe braces himself against the tile as she engulfs him. Her enthusiastic tongue curls underneath his shaft as her lips form a tight seal against any water. She grabs his hips and pistons the helpless mouse in and out of her mouth, feeling him swelling between her lips as he edges closer. A warm hand cups his butt and presses the buzzing toy deep inside him. “Ah! Del, I- oh Fates! I’m gonna nut if you keep that up!”
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No. 943174 ID: b1b4f3

I think that's what she wants. Kol can help her out after, and then Gabe will probably be ready for another round...
Heck, maybe they can keep taking turns. See if they can wear Delilah out.
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No. 943180 ID: e7848c

>>943168
SHARK IN THE WATER
Kol, help!
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No. 943182 ID: 9a6a4f

>>943180
OH NO
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No. 943187 ID: 094652

Wait, I thought life guards were taught about the dangers of underwater blowjobs.

You might want to show Kol.
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No. 943252 ID: 7816e7
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943252

“Ah, Del! I’m-!” Gabe’s squeaks echo off the tile as he empties himself in a series of shuddering, hip-jerking spasms. Delilah gulps hungrily as the spurts paint the back of her throat and pool on her tongue. The last of the load tapers off and she pulls away with one last slurp.


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No. 943253 ID: 7816e7
File 156643825107.png - (207.91KB , 700x700 , 10-53.png )
943253

Rising out of the bath like a horny titan, Delilah takes a breath, licking her lips and smiling. “Not bad for a start. You up for more, Gabe?” She helps steady the mouse as he drapes himself in the shallow pool. He pants and coughs, but nods.

Kol sloshes up from behind, his dick bobbing above the warm water. “Mind if I join in?”

Del pulls him close with one hand, feeling him teasing under her tail. “Now, we're talking! Okay boys, let’s see what you got!”

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No. 943267 ID: 83bf07

>>943253
Oh dear, is Del about to run these boys into the ground? Heard those early morning workouts were intense.

fuck yes
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No. 943278 ID: 58b4f3

>>943253
Accidentally shove the butt plug all the way up Gabe's butt. Make an embarrassing visit to the doctor to get help with removing it.
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No. 943285 ID: 864e49

Remove putt blug from Gabe, it either goes into Kol or, preferably, Del.
>Butt then only one hole
Shes a big girl I'm sure she'll manage.
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No. 943360 ID: 7816e7
File 156652646982.png - (163.07KB , 560x700 , 10-54.png )
943360

Kol presses prods beneath her tail insistently. “Am I okay here?”

The massive pup nods eagerly, holding one of her asscheeks aside for him. “Ohhh yeah, do it!” She grunts as he slowly works himself through her tail-hole, giving her plenty of time to adjust to his girth. “Ahhhh, yeah. Thaaaat’s it. Give it to me....” Delilah moans as she’s carefully stretched.


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No. 943361 ID: 7816e7
File 156652647402.png - (185.22KB , 700x644 , 10-55.png )
943361

Once Kol feels her loosen up enough, he starts thrusting, slapping up against her backside with a steady tempo. He grabs hold of her wagging tail and tugs himself forward, causing Delilah to yap with delight.

“Ha- ah- hah- eyeah! Yeah! Hah-!” She pants with each stroke of Kols hips, letting the thrusts drive the breath out of her. She steadies herself and looks over her shoulder to admire his handy-work. “Fates, that’s good! Really give it to me, Kol! This- ah -ll count as a-ha- good -hah- workout!”

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No. 943362 ID: 7816e7
File 156652648009.png - (134.76KB , 700x476 , 10-56.png )
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Gabe lounges in the shallows, feeling his refractory period slowly fade as his shaft perks back up. “I didn’t realize you were so into butt stuff, Del.” He fondles himself lazily as his two lovers fill the tiled room with echoing slaps.

“Hah- ooh- you- oh - were such a-h gentle- man, you-h never- h-asked!” She smiles at him, hair bobbing as Kol pounds her ass. “Fuck, he’s -ah - good at this!”

“Yeah, tell me about it.” Gabe chuckles, his own tailhole delightfully sore from Kol’s early morning fucking. The still buzzing toy stirs the trapped mousey cum inside him, and he shifts in place as it thrums against his sensitive inner walls.

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No. 943363 ID: 83bf07

Gabe if you sit up on the floor, Del can get another round out of you and have her hands open to play with your plug.
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No. 943462 ID: 7816e7
File 156661336438.png - (171.75KB , 700x560 , 10-57.png )
943462

Gabe pulls himself out of the bath with a splash and pads over to the pair. He plops himself down at the edge of the water and spreads his legs for them. “Here you go, Del. How about another taste?”

Delilah leans forward and takes him in, slurping up and down as her body is rocked back and forth. The hard thumps against her hips tingle with that blissful warmth of well worked muscle. The tip of Kol’s shaft stretches her as it dips in and out of her ass, and the tap, tap, tap of his sack against her mound makes the healer moan with delight.

Kol leans over her and reaches underneath. His fingertips find the cleft between her legs and rub back and forth, helping her along. The big pup “mmph!”s with her mouth full and rolls her hips into the stimulation. Kol picks up the pace as his cock twitches, leaking frantic little pulses of precum as the tight passage flexes and ripples around it. He pants against her broad back in short, rapid breaths as he races towards climax with each thump of his hips.

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No. 943463 ID: 7816e7
File 156661337014.png - (178.70KB , 561x700 , 10-58.png )
943463

Gabe leans back with a big smile on his face, enjoying the sight of Delilah happily spitroasted between him and his partner. He feels her fingers slip under him and find the humming plug, which is twisted and rocked inside him as she teeters him closer to yet another orgasm. With one hand, he pushes the hair out of Delilah’s eye and as she catches his gaze, she blushes deeply; as if suddenly embarrassed to be enjoying herself so much. Her eye flits sideways and closes as a tiny smile pulls at the edges of her busy lips.
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No. 943465 ID: e7848c

By the fates Gabe, you tell her she's a good girl.
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No. 943473 ID: 2df440

>>943465
this
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No. 943491 ID: 094652

Well, that explains the hairstyle; her eyeballs are too cute to be taken seriously! Also did she shrink?

Put 'shampoo' in her hair.
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No. 943500 ID: 231877

>>943463
Gabe, kiss the top of Delilah's head, Kol, witness this and do the same to Gabe
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No. 943515 ID: b1b4f3

Compliment her eyes.
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No. 943537 ID: 7816e7
File 156669926238.png - (144.23KB , 700x560 , 10-59.png )
943537

Kol pounds away at the pup from behind, his pace steadily building and his breath coming in ragged huffs. Gabe recognizes the imminent finish and lifts Delilah’s face. “Having fun, Del?”

She looks back at him with one exposed eye and nods, her mouth still traveling up and down Gabe’s shaft.

“Can you feel him? He’s getting close.”

She nods again, wanting to say Oh Fates, I can feel it; he’s getting so big. I want it so bad! but she manages a “Mmm hmm...”

“You want him to fill you up?”

Oh Fates, please! “Mmm HMMM!”

She tries to look back at the jackhammering mouse, but Gabe stops her. “Nah- ah! I want to see your face. You’re so cute like this.”

“MMPH!” Her gaze darts around frantically, her face turning beet red as the thrusting approaches a crescendo. Finally, her gaze settles on his and she stares straight ahead; feeling Kol’s hot breath in her ear and the push and pull of the thick shaft under her tail.

“Kol, how’re you doin’?”

Through gritted teeth, the pre orgasmic mouse hangs on for a last few seconds. “I- I’m gonna-!” 

“Go for it, dude. Give it to her!”


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No. 943539 ID: 7816e7
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943539

Given the green light, Kol hilts himself and flicks his tail wildly as the built up momentum crashes to a halt.

Delilah eye goes wide, locked in Gabe’s gaze as jets of hot cum lance deep with in her. His expression of love and trust fills her whole gaze as he tells her, “That’s it. Good girl. Take it alllll. You’re doing so good.” The world falls away as bliss fills her vision like pink fog.

Delilah crashes over the edge in an instant. Her knees buckle underneath her as her muscles rebel and clench up in misfiring spasms. Gabe’s cock finally slips loose from her as she struggles and fails to hang on. “MMMPH! MMMPH! MMM-OHFUCK! AH! HAAAH! AHHH!” She lays at the water’s edge shivering with Kol still clinging to her back. She stares up at Gabe’s satisfied smile as her mouth opens and closes wordlessly, gasping like a beached fish. Orgasmic blisses, both hers and Kol’s, trail down her thighs as little aftershocks ripple through her.

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No. 943541 ID: 2df440

Oh my, what a good girl~

Time for some hugs, I think~
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No. 943544 ID: a9af05

>>943539
Now it's time for everyone to clean up. Good thing we're all already in a bathhouse.
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No. 943554 ID: e7848c

>>943539
Sweet mercy what a trooper. Give her the good pets and help clean up.
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No. 943555 ID: b1b4f3

We're not done. Gabe still has a second load. Where's it gonna go? idk
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No. 943597 ID: 7816e7
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943597

With a splash, Delilah heaves herself out of the bath and beaches herself on the cool tile floor. She lays on her back and moans, "That… was amazing, guys. Ohhh man. You two- ah- you really wore me out…"

Gabe pops into her view and gives her another cheeky grin. "Heh, we're not quite done yet. May I..?"

A husky chuckle coughs out of the spent pup and she pulls him close. "Heh. Come here you."


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No. 943598 ID: 7816e7
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943598

She feels the mouse slip inside her easily and, as he starts to thrust in and out, she lifts her head to bring him in for a kiss. Gabe's steady pace helps her wind down from the exhausting orgasm, sending little buzzing tingles through already dazed nerves. His motions are fluid and gentle, shifting his hips to find angles she likes or quick, shallow thrusts to her sensitive opening. Gabe's lovemaking is exactly what she needs after a hard, satisfying fuck.

"Ah! Fates, you two are so good!"

"Practice makes perfect." Gabe giggles.

"Its been so long since anyone's looked at me like that. How'd you know?" The blush beneath Delilah's fur lingers at the memory.

"I didn't" Gabe grinds hip to hip with her, "I just wanted to see you. You're so beautiful, Del." He closes his eyes, thrusts building intensity. At the peak of his climax, Gabe kisses her deeply as his hips shudder to a halt. Delilah feels him pulsing inside, filling her with warmth that radiates through her whole being. She moans into the kiss and holds him close in as the last spurts of cum spill, loving every moment they're together.

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No. 943607 ID: e7848c

What a legend. Hold her hand, Gabe. Listen to her heartbeat. Match your breathing. Kol, get up in there too.
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No. 943713 ID: 7816e7
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943713

Gabe flops down next to her and puts his hand in hers. Opposite him, Kol lays back on the tiles, and takes her other hand.

“Oof... You guys are something else...” The three of them stare up at the ceiling, which depicts a blue sky speckled with clouds picked out in mosaic, and pant away the last of the blissful endorphins. “Kol, you were incredible. I really needed that.”

“Thanks! You were fantastic, too. Gabe’s really lucky to be with you.” He blushes a bit under his dreadlocks and shares a kiss with her.

“He’s lucky to have us both...” She smirks at Gabe, giving his hand a gentle squeeze. “He’s no slouch either. Thanks, guys. It... It feels nice to be wanted, and feel loved like that.”

The mice feel a tingle run up their arms as Delilah’s healing magic courses through them. Complaints from their sore muscles fade, leaving them rested and full of energy.

“Not too much,” Delilah explains, “As much as I’d love to go another round with you two, we should probably wash up. I’ll have guests looking for us to open up before long.”

“Yeah, we should be getting back to Cecil’s place. We need to pick up our clothes and stuff.” Gabe slides forward, back into the bath and dunks his head before breaching the surface.

“Mr. Ochre? I didn’t realize he was back in town. What's he up to?”
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No. 943714 ID: 10c408

"Well..." Tell her and invite her along. We might need to set up an actual date for the expedition instead of not confirming a time.
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No. 943715 ID: 2df440

>>943714
this
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No. 943717 ID: 3ed3c3

>>943713
Spill the beans on the whole endeavor.
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No. 943726 ID: 83bf07

Being a messiah
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No. 943730 ID: f57349

Oh, y'know, the usual. Reviving forgotten gods, poking at ancient holes in the world. Remember that weird dog that almost wandered into town? We're still kinda following up on that. See, we found this room in the library that didn't have any books in it, but then there was this other room that DID have some books, but they were all soggy and useless, and anyway now we're planning an expedition to one of the tallest mountains in the world. You want to come along?
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No. 943814 ID: 7816e7
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943814

“Uh, long story short: we’re planning on some mountain climbing.” Gabe admits, wriggling a pinky in his ear.

“Mountain climbing? Where?” Delilah steps back into the bath and cocks her head.

“Uh, the Highspires...” Kol admits.

Theres a long pause, broken only by the gentle lap of water against the sides of the bath. “You’re kidding, right?” Delilah looks back and forth at the two boys incredulously.

“Well, there might be a forgotten mana well up there among the ruins of a vampire lord’s lair.” Gabe shrugs. “We’ve got a plan, and Flashing Feathers has a way to let us breathe up there. And the senders have a beacon that I can use to gate us to the top.”

She sighs, sitting down on the shallow step. “Gabe, honey, that’s great, but do any of you actually have mountain climbing experience?”
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No. 943815 ID: 7816e7
File 156712920971.png - (121.78KB , 700x679 , 10-65.png )
943815

“I’ve got some.” Kol raises a hand with a slosh. “The Path of the Medium is literally that: a path. We have several sites that must be visited during our training and the path between them is designed to train our bodies as we train our spirits.”

“Okay, so one of you...” Delilah waves a hand in acknowledgement. “I’m still worried though. I mean, no offense but look at you, Gabe.”

The mouse glances down at his skinny frame and splashes. “What about me?”

“Do you remember when we first met? How we went swimming back into the undine’s cave and the cold sucked all the strength out of you? Imagine doing that on top of a mountain, carrying a pack full of survival gear in blinding snow. It takes years of training to survive in places like that!”

“We don’t have years: we only have a couple of months.” Kol explains, “And if we don’t find some way of sustaining the bargast, or some answer to his past, there’s no telling what could happen. Why don’t you come with us?”
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No. 943816 ID: 7816e7
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943816

“I- huh...” Delilah mulls this over. “I dunno, I’d have to close the bathhouse for a while, but it would be safer... How soon do you plan to go?”

Kol shrugs “I’m not sure. Cecil put out the orders for equipment last night. We still need to talk to the Sender Academy about the beacon coordinates and arranging a rescue gate if need be. A few weeks, maybe?”

“Right.” She claps her hands together once, the boom echoes off tile and sends ripples across the surface of the water. “I’ll go. But first... I’m gonna do my best to get you all in shape.”
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No. 943817 ID: 2df440

Exercise?! Oh nooooooo
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No. 943818 ID: b1b4f3

>>943816
A high intensity exercise program, led by a healer? Gabe, there is much suffering in your future.
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No. 943821 ID: e7848c

>>943816
TRAINING MONTAGE

with some sexercise thrown in
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No. 943823 ID: 3ed3c3

>>943816
Be gentle. They are squishy mage types.
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No. 943829 ID: 10c408

>>943823
Not for much longer!
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No. 943854 ID: 12a614

>>943816
No mercy on the mousey. It's for their own good!
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No. 943864 ID: 8eaf98

>>943816
oh no....
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No. 943868 ID: 094652

Sexercise!

(means no sex until you do your training)
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No. 943936 ID: 7816e7
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943936

Gabe’s gate rattles the windows in Mr. Ochre’s mansion as the three of them return. The boys scramble into their clothes and follow as Delilah stalks through the halls, drawing curious looks from the staff.

“Huh, nice place.” She nods approvingly. “Where’d you say Cecil was?”

Gabe drops the still buzzing plug onto a silver tray being carried by a white-gloved attendant. “Hey, put this back for me, would you?” The gleaming metal shape rattles the tray like an expensive gong. “They were napping out in the garden when we left.”
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No. 943937 ID: 7816e7
File 156721735161.png - (133.14KB , 560x700 , 10-68.png )
943937

A moment later a long shadow stretches over the sleeping forms of Mr. Ochre and Casey. The bird turns his head and flails around for his spectacles. Once the imposing lavender figure comes into view, she smiles at him and booms, “Hope you don’t mind, I’ve elected to come along with you guys.”
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No. 943938 ID: e7848c

I hope you're ready for PT.

She's going to make you ready for PT.
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No. 943946 ID: b1b4f3

Mr Ochre's gonna have to get into shape too...
Gabe, introduce Del and warn him the next few weeks are gonna be tough. From one weedy man to another.
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No. 943947 ID: 91ee5f

>>943937
Flashing Feathers, this imposing woman is giving a menacing look at your Most Beloved! Quickly shield him with your wings!
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No. 943968 ID: 864e49

>>943936
Gabe you ass you could at least turn it off first.

>>943937
Gabe, introductions.
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No. 943991 ID: e443b4

Everyone hop into the hyper symbolic lime chamber for training
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No. 944006 ID: e6f10c

Gabe, introduce Delilah, how you and your partners know her and her abilities and why she's coming along on the expedition.

Delilah, tell 'em how you're gonna put everyone in the expedition through a super-intense training regime until y'all leave, with your healing magic restoring them all over and over so they can keep training all day long. Even Kol, to make sure he's more than up to snuff, and Flashing Feathers if physical training would improve him at all. So that'll be Gabe, Cecil, Casey and Kol for sure, with Flashing Feathers a maybe.

Delilah, also work out financial compensation from Cecil for your time training and travelling on the expedition, since you'll be closing your bathhouse for the duration.
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No. 944009 ID: 015bf2

>>943968
Gabe's ass can only turn things on.
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No. 944191 ID: 7816e7
File 156747144116.png - (144.31KB , 700x560 , 10-69.png )
944191

As the day wears on, Casey rolls out of bed and climbs back into her clothes. She steps out of the secluded grove and looks around for the others. Just as she’s about to call out for them, Kol runs by shirtless and sweating at a steady jog.

“Hey, Case!” His voice dopplers past as he turns the corner and disappears behind a hedge.

The binder follows after him, but turns at a sound behind her.
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No. 944192 ID: 7816e7
File 156747144911.png - (143.02KB , 700x560 , 10-70.png )
944192

Gabe staggers close, his eyes wide and hair disheveled. “Case! Run while you can! We’ve made a huge mistake! She’s gonna kill us!”

“Who?” Casey cocks an eyebrow at the exhausted mouse.

A large hand clamps down on his shoulder and mana flows through his body. Gabe stands up straighter and groans.

“Come on, Gabe! Don’t make me burn all my healing on you. You’ve got three more laps!” Delilah claps him on the butt and sends the skinny mouse running off after Kol. “Morning Casey! How’re you doing?”

“Kinda sore to be honest...” Delilah takes her hand and pours more healing energy through her. Casey smiles although not without a trace of confusion. “Thanks! Wh- what’re you doing here Delilah?”

“I’m going to be joining you guys, plus I want to get everybody in shape so you all actually survive this insane trip.” She grins and wags at the mouse. “You should get some breakfast, but I’d keep it light. I want to see ten laps out of you before lunchtime!” She wanders off and Casey watches as she lends her magic to a rather disheveled Cecil.
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No. 944196 ID: 83bf07

I would take her advice. Get something light but carb packed. Toast?
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No. 944204 ID: 91ee5f

>>944192
Well that’s simply not fair.

Both Mr. Ochre and Casey stayed up all night, but Mr. Ochre was forced to get up and work out, while Casey was allowed to sleep in. Why the hell didn’t anyone wake Casey up so that she could do the same amount of working out as everyone else?
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No. 944208 ID: b1b4f3

>>944204
I'd guess it's because Mr Ochre needed it more.

>>944192
Casey: tell Delilah you can fly now so she should factor that into your exercise schedule. Maybe part of it should focus on learning how to use your flight efficiently? It's a new spell, after all.
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No. 944210 ID: 9d50cc

See if you can figure out how to fly again, use that to make laps. It's training either way, and in either case for something that could be very important to a mountaineering trip!
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No. 944216 ID: 10c408

Casey, take a quick stop in the bathroom to take a look at your back via mirrors.

After that toast and maybe some eggs.
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No. 944238 ID: a9af05

>>944192
Any chance Flashing Feathers would join in the exercising? I doubt he'd need it, but I'd think it would be a new thing for him to experience after being stuck in a jar for thousands of years.

There's also the possibility that he'd join in to provide encouraging words to his Most Beloved, Cecil.
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No. 944284 ID: f57349

>>944238
If the main limiting factor on exercise is physical stamina, and Delilah's healing magic can effectively convert mana into more physical stamina for anyone she touches... maybe the quick fix here is to have Flashing Feathers somehow keep Delilah's mana reserves topped up?
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No. 944290 ID: b1b4f3

>>944284
We can't solve EVERYTHING with sex!
(also we at least need better muscle tone on the weaker members so that they don't injure themselves from overexertion, which we can't always stop to heal)
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No. 944299 ID: 7816e7
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944299

Casey heads inside to freshen up and get breakfast. She pauses to examine the new runes etched between her shoulder blades. "Huh… that really did happen, didn't it?" Binding magic allows one to shape their aura into anything as long as the user has identified the "ideal form" for the magic. Thinking back to the night before, Casey recalls the sense of weightlessness and ease. Something about her blissful, euphoric state combined with the sudden injection of mana must have triggered the spontaneous formation of a new spell.
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No. 944300 ID: 7816e7
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944300

Casey blushes as she remembers long intimate night; filled with soft, sweet touches, the push and pull within her, the sound of her own moans in the dark. Her aura flows along newly forged channels, filling the rune and blossoming into a pair of iridescent wings.

She watches from the corner of her eye as they flitter. "Look at me, I look like some kind of fey princess!" Casey bounces on her heels and watches as the wings blur to keep her aloft. She lands after a solid second of frantic wing flapping, sensing a noticeable strain on her mana reserves. "Hmm, not exactly soaring above the treetops yet. Maybe I can work on developing them before the trip."
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No. 944314 ID: b1b4f3

>>944300
Sounds like a plan. Gotta do flight training alongside your body training.
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No. 944329 ID: 91ee5f

>>944300
Flight training sounds like a good idea. Of course, this means you’ll have to do twice as much exercising as everyone else, since you’ll be doing both physical workouts with them and flight training with your new wings!
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No. 944332 ID: e7848c

Good thing you're going into training right after you clean up
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No. 944381 ID: be926c

>>944300
Be sure to test how 'real' they are. Can you touch them? Can they touch things? People? Magic?
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No. 944386 ID: e6f10c

Yeah, intensively train this new flight spell 'cause it may very well save your life or your companion's once up on the mountain. Testing if and how much less mana it uses if you just glide would be a good place to start.
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No. 944389 ID: 8eaf98

>>944386
and how much you can lift with them active.
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No. 944396 ID: 10c408

If the spell-wings can't hold your own weight for more than a second then actively flying with them with for a prolonged period could very well take months of work that we don't just have right now.

Honestly, I would start small with this and work on using the wings to add a certain amount of lift/distance to standing and running jumps. A few (or even several) inches of extra clearance would be all the difference between being able to climb up a ledge or land on a distant platform from some form of danger.
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No. 944401 ID: bb78f2

Perform the celebratory "I got laid" dance in front of the mirror
"I got laid! I got laid! I got laid!"
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No. 944594 ID: 7816e7
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944594

Casey does a little dance, celebrating the new spell as well as the wonderful night that gave it to her. She heads back downstairs, letting her wings carry her from landing to landing in long, graceful leaps. As she touches down she gauges roughly a quarter of her mana reserves to be depleted by the experiment; four long jumps and a hover.
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No. 944595 ID: 7816e7
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944595

She breezes through the kitchen grabbing some toast with jam and a banana and munches them down, watching Gabe stagger past the window on his final lap. Having broken her fast, she stretches a bit and heads out into the garden to jump into what feels like a training montage.
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No. 944601 ID: 83bf07
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944601

LET'S GET DOWN TO BUSINESS

TO CLIMB THE SPIRE
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No. 944602 ID: 670bb6
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944602

DID YOU PACK ME SEX TOYS

WHEN I ASKED FOR FIRE
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No. 944603 ID: 094652
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944603

DON'T FORGET THE ROPES

I WON'T BE TIED DOWN WITH WIRE
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No. 944620 ID: 0d220a
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944620

YOU'RE THE SKINNIEST BUNCH I'VE EVER MET, BUT YOU CAN BET BEFORE WE'RE THROUGH

SOMETHING NEW
WILL HAVE SEX
WITH ALL'A YOU!
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No. 944786 ID: 7816e7

Not gonna lie, that came together pretty much perfectly. A+ training song
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No. 944801 ID: 3ed3c3

Is this real life?
Is this fantasy?
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No. 944803 ID: 549e24

Worried about a landslide, must thwart gravity.
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No. 944824 ID: 83bf07

>>944620
Open your eyes, look up to the sky and see
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No. 944882 ID: 864e49

Started out fuck boys, pushed to the nth degree.
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No. 944920 ID: 7816e7
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944920

A circle of white light opens at the top of the world. Air roars through the blazing tunnel as snow crunches under heavy boots as figures climb out in a line. Their eyes adjust, under smoked glass goggles, taking in a landscape unseen by mortals for hundreds of years.

The sterile, stone monument creaks slightly in the wind. Snow and ice blanket every surface, forced into crevices and wedging apart solid rock. Ancient, disused chains dangle from the cliff face, leaving long ruddy stains through the grey stone.
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No. 944922 ID: b1b4f3

Oh good, there are trails already here. Is that from the scouts who set the beacon? Or do they lead to where we need to go?
Well, first order of business is to figure out which way to go from here.
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No. 944923 ID: 10c408

Take a quick look around without moving too much. it'd suck for the person in the lead (who appears to be deliliah) to fall prey to a concealed pitfall or some such.
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No. 944988 ID: bc90b1

>>944920
Strudy up, everyone. Watch your step give Del a hiking pole to check for pits.
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No. 945012 ID: 7816e7
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945012

Delilah reaches out with a gloved hand and tests the rusting chains. The metal crackles as the layer of ice covering it shatters and stone grinds where its pinned to the mountain. “I don’t know if I’d trust these for support. I wonder who made them...” Her voice is muffled by the strange leather and metal mask clamped over her face. A long tube runs under her arm and connects with a gleaming brass canister containing a single Coatl feather.

“Not the senders. Probably whatever vampire lord built the place.” Gabe twitches his nose under the mask, annoyed that he can’t itch it. The thin wind whips at him and he tucks the crimson cloth given to him by Vivian closer.

“Let’s not risk relying on them. Gabe, give me an anchor point.”

The mouse twiddles his chilly fingers in their thick gloves and cuts a hole into the rock. Delilah hammers a thick piton into place and twists it, securing the anchor before tying off the group’s guideline to it. “Okay, let’s get our bearings. How’s everyone doing?”

“This is simply marvelous!” Mr. Ochre beams from beneath his odd, beak-shaped mask. “The sky is so black. Is that normal, my dear?”

Flashing Feathers nods, his voice oddly resonant in the thin atmosphere. “Yes. Beyond this there is only the stars.”

“They’re so brilliant up here. I wonder if we could travel to them someday...”

“Supposedly, there was a group of senders that opened a gate to the moon once.“ Gabe chimes in, his voice carries through the thin air. “Not sure about the details, but the academy makes it a point to warn students: no moon gates.”
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No. 945013 ID: 7816e7
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945013

Kol cranes his head, taking in the steep drop back to the plains. “Where should we go? These feathers won’t last forever.”

“We could follow the chains, maybe they’ll lead to some kind of structure.” Casey suggests.

Delilah nods. “Good thinking. Okay, everyone follow me. Lets take our time and watch your feet. Call out if we need to stop. Flashing Feathers, can you see if there’s anything up ahead?”

The coatl launches himself into the air with a series of powerful wingbeats. He circles the area twice before landing in the snow with a thump. “There is a flat depression up ahead between the peaks. Hard to say, but it looks unnatural.”
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No. 945014 ID: b1b4f3

Then let's head there for starters.
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No. 945016 ID: e7848c

>>945013
Almost looks carved by gate. Let's move up. Pace ourselves, and be careful.
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No. 945019 ID: 91ee5f

>>945012
>no moon gates
That’s because once the gate opened, everything nearby was in danger of getting sucked into space.

>>945013
Let’s go take a look at that.
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No. 945055 ID: 3ce8ff

>“Where should we go? These feathers won’t last forever.”
but like the source of the feathers is right there can you not just get more if you need them? (obviously don't like strip flashing feathers of his feathers but like...)
>flat depression
seems to have like a birdbath type thing in the middle.
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No. 945291 ID: 7816e7
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945291

Following the lines of rusted chains, the group crunches over hard packed ice and snow. Cresting the ridge overlooking the depression, they take their time descending, picking carefully at the snow and checking for gaps in the ice.

By the time they reach the flat, stone surface they’re sweating in their suits and huffing with exertion.

“Fates, my legs feel heavy...” Gabe groans and takes a knee.

“Keep it up, you’re doing great, gabe.” Delilah surveys the circular space. “What do you guys think?”

Gabe runs a gloved hand over the stone. The leather catches slightly on some imperfection in the texture. “I don’t think it was made with a gate: too rough. Still, its pretty smooth. Can’t tell what tools they used.”

Kol approaches the large vessel in the center of the clearing. “You don’t suppose this is the mana well do you?” Craning his neck to look over the rim, Kol finds the surface streaked with soot marks.
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No. 945299 ID: b1b4f3

>>945291
Doubtful, looks like a beacon. Wanna light it and see what shows up?
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No. 945303 ID: 5b93d3

With air this thin, anything that burns would be unusual.
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No. 945315 ID: 83bf07

Can we pour a little mana into this?
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No. 945371 ID: 7816e7
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945371

“Probably not. I imagine that its some kind of beacon.” Casey boosts herself up with a flutter of her wing spell to peek into it. “Yeah, see its all burnt.”

“What would burn all the way up here? There’s no air for it.”

“Lichfire?” Casey shrugs. “Remember how Adrian called the bargast from miles away with his flare?”

“Do we have any way of making lichfire?”Gabe asks. “Seems like we’d need mana oil, right?”

“If we had that, we wouldn’t need to be looking for a well.” Kol sighs. Behind his goggles, he closes his eyes and looks inward. Somewhere deep within he feels the essence Adrian left from their brief time together. “I- I might be able to make a little...”

“Are you sure?” Casey puts a hand on his shoulder. “Careful with magic like that.”
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No. 945372 ID: 7816e7
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945372

Kol reaches out a hand and feels a chill unrelated to the frigid air. He hisses through gritted teeth, sweating under layers of cloth and leather. He unclenches his fist and a tiny, emerald flicker tumbles from between his fingers. It lands on the stone brasier, shining brightly in defiance of the elements.
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No. 945373 ID: 7816e7
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945373

For a moment, nothing happens.

Stone suddenly lurches and grinds. The Mice step back out of surprise as a cylinder of stone rises up from underneath the beacon. The thick slab extends roughly a foot out of the ground before grinding to a halt. revealing a gap roughly large enough to fit a thumb into.
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No. 945374 ID: e7848c

Hm. I'm assuming that it needs more fire to rise farther. We don't have that. Can Casey and Del get a grip in there? Or can Gabe open a portal and see what's past that gap?
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No. 945375 ID: 91ee5f

>>945373
That’s perfect. All Gabe needs to do is get down and look through the hole so that he can see inside. If he sees that the space beyond is big enough for a portal, he can make one and everyone can go inside.
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No. 945377 ID: b1b4f3

Don't stick your fingers in there, you might lose them.
Portaling in seems the best option, but could there be traps? Might want to scout a little with a binder tendril or something.
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No. 945383 ID: 10c408

There probably won't be traps in the passageway. The combination of the exact location for the braiser (nothing that breathes) and it's requirements (nothing that can't produce lichefire) exclude probably every kind of creature, that has ever existed.

...However, that doesn't rule out any inanimate guardians or other security features around the braiser that activate to slay those who try and tamper with the braiser.
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No. 945388 ID: 1c0f98

>>945383
A place that hasn't been designed to accommodate living people seems like somewhere one would want to be careful in general.
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No. 945391 ID: f57349

>>945383
Since when do ghosts need to breathe? If this is a functional mana well, something old and nasty could have been feeding on it all this time.

>>945019
Moot Point's textile industry might not be up to the task of building a mechanical counterpressure suit, but if they can, and if the problem is essentially environmental rather than some fundamental problem with gates where the ends are more than a light-second apart, I think limited moon exploration should be doable with established capabilities. Trick is to build an airlock. Doesn't have to be anything fancy, maybe just an isolated pocket inside some nice sturdy piece of stone, sealed airtight and totally inaccessible except by portal. Each hop to or from the moon stops inside the box and allows the pressure to equalize, so only a few cubic yards of air are lost instead of a continuous roaring hurricane.
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No. 945394 ID: f0762a

Can Flashing Feathers use wind magic to explore buildings/structures?

>>945391
Very professional opinion. I'd love to see a moon mission in the future!
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No. 945403 ID: 10c408

>>945391
I said the word "exclude" didn't I?
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No. 945431 ID: 7816e7
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945431

Casey kneels down and peers into the crevice. “Looks like a passage! Good job, Kol!”

“You think its safe?”

She extends an aura tendril and snakes it into the crack. “We’ll know in a minute...” Letting the spell grope blindly in the dark, Casey feels it bump and angle its way around. “There’s definitely stairs, feels like it spirals down... can’t feel the end of it.”
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No. 945432 ID: 7816e7
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945432

“Sounds good to me.” Gabe wiggles his fingers, “You guys ready?”

Flashing Featherers rustles his scales, looking nervous. “You... wish to go inside? I- I- Most Beloved I don’t believe I can follow.” He recoils from the opening, looking as though he wants to take to the sky again. “It is... too much for me; to once again be trapped beneath stone.”
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No. 945433 ID: b1b4f3

>>945432
Aw. That's understandable. He was a lot of help already, as he found the entrance for us. Does he want to wait out here or go back home?
Up to Cecil if he wants to venture down there with the other members of the group or stay with Flashing Feathers. It's possible there's something down there suited to his expertise, or maybe not...

There shouldn't be much danger since we can set a beacon, then just portal out if we need to resupply or recuperate.
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No. 945449 ID: 91ee5f

>>945432
You sure you want to stay out here all by yourself? There’s no telling how long we’ll be down there and you might get lonely by yourself.

But we won’t force you to come with us if you don’t want to.
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No. 945486 ID: e6f10c

We understand and won't try and convince him otherwise. He can stay up top and keep lookout. And Cecil ought to hug and kiss-Oh, wait, the mask. Well, just a hug will have to do. He'll make up the kisses later.

Now, Gabe ought to drop a beacon out here before the group goes inside, as well as mini-Gate to the Senders that were helping them get up here to tell 'em the coords of the beacon. This way Gabe can quick-Gate out here to escape and the Senders can bring help here quickly if things go awry. It'd also ease checking in with Flashing Feathers so he doesn't worry so much about Cecil.
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No. 945487 ID: 10c408

Console the coatl, he doesn't have to go underground if he doesn't want to. In fact it's probably better to have him out here and exploring the immediate area for anything of note.
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No. 945492 ID: a9af05

>>945486
>Gabe can quick-Gate out here to escape quickly if things go awry.
That's assuming that there isn't anything in place that blocks portal magic to trap intruders inside this place. Because I've got a feeling that if you've got a super secret hideout all the way up here, anti-portal magic would be a top priority to install.
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No. 945505 ID: e6f10c

>>945492
Which is why Gabe will do a test mini-Gate up to the surface once the group is a little deeper and follow with Gates at regular intervals to check in. If there's no regular Gate for a significant time then Flashing Feathers will know something has gone awry.
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No. 945521 ID: f57349

How are we doing in terms of air supply? If those bottled feathers can be recharged, better to fill 'em up now than run low on the way out.
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No. 945598 ID: 7816e7
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“Are you sure?” Casey asks, placing a gloved hand on the snake god’s shoulder. “If you’d rather, it might be best if you stay up here and keep an eye out. We should still have plenty of air left in our feathers, and if anything happens, we’ll gate out or take shelter in Vivian’s heartspace.” She embraces the coatl warmly. “You’ve already done so much for us, thank you.”

Flashing Feathers hugs her back and takes off into the sky, circling the peak on glittering wings.

Casey watches him drift for a moment and smiles under her breathing mask. “You coming Cecil?”

“Oh yes! The call to adventure is simply too great! Onward and downward!”
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No. 945599 ID: 7816e7
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945599

“Sounds good!” Gabe summons a gate and the group files through into a dark, narrow stairwell. Delilah lights a flare, which sears away the shadows, allowing them to pick their way downstairs in a careful line.

The corridor winds its way deep into the mountain. Delilah, tracing the wall with one hand, feels the stone disappear. She pulls up short and stops the group, “Hang on...”

Swinging the flare out ahead of her, the healer finds a void. The staircase continues downward, wrapping around a massive, dark chasm. A breeze pours up over the lip of the stone, causing the flare to blaze brighter in her hand.
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No. 945603 ID: 015bf2

>>945599
Investigate everything.

Also, watch your steps so you don't stumble or slip.
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No. 945604 ID: cb6404

>>945599

Well, whoever built this place was somewhat safety-conscious, as there appear to be (or have been) little cordons along some of the ledges.
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No. 945605 ID: ccf36d

Those nested diamond carvings on the wall are suspicious. The steps and chains and the bowl outside and so on all seem built purely for a kind of clean and blocky practicality, so the chances of those being just decoration seem slim.

Of course, the other concerning thing is that something down there is glowing.
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No. 945606 ID: 2b3343

Check the square things on the wall. Are they lighting sconces, booby traps?
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No. 945611 ID: 5b93d3

>>945599
>A breeze pours up over the lip of the stone, causing the flare to blaze brighter in her hand.
Huh, the air is thicker inside.
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No. 945618 ID: 10c408

>>945611
Well, it was an enclosed space until the hidden entrance was moved very slightly.

In any case, the air is probably rushing out now.

Check the stairs very carefully, and be mindful of the wall carvings as you work your way down the chamber to the box like object.
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No. 945630 ID: 91ee5f

>>945606
>booby traps
Who here thinks Gabe is going to start giggling and making jokes about boobs being traps?
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No. 945649 ID: f57349

Consider skipping past the possible wall traps by opening a portal directly to the central platform.
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No. 945651 ID: ce39da

Was there air rushing out of the hole you made outside? If so, we should probably plug that up.
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No. 945793 ID: 7816e7
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“Careful, stay close to the wall, guys...” Delilah motions them over with the flare. They stick together, carefully tracing step by step down to the platform illuminated from below.

“Who would have thought this mountain was hollow?” Mr Ochre wonders aloud, craning to peek over the edge. “And what could be making that glow?”

As if to answer him, light pierces the wall ahead of them. They freeze in place, breaths held in their masks, letting the seconds tick by as nothing happens. Delilah slowly stands up from her cautious crouch and approaches the source.

She peers into the recessed diamond shape cut into the stone, finding a flat, translucent tile that glows from within, casting a pale greenish light over the stairway. “Its some kind of magelight. Lets keep going...”

As the descend, their hands trace the stone, finding impossibly thin seams in the wall. The stones seem to have been carved to hook together, using their own weight to form a rigid structure rather than using mortar.
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No. 945794 ID: 7816e7
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The reach the end of the staircase: a flat landing that connects to a large, central pillar with a heavy stone bridge. Broken iron chains dangle uselessly over the edge, indicating whoever built the structure was at least somewhat safety conscious.

Gabe shuffles anxiously and mutters, “Guys, should we be worried about traps or anything?”

“I think the whole reason behind this place is its sheer inaccessibility. We should definitely keep our eyes out, but something tells me the mountain itself is enough to discourage most visitors.” Casey explains. “But who knows? Vampire lords were very protective of their secrets.”
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No. 945795 ID: b1b4f3

>>945794
That platform should be an elevator, since there's what looks like a button connected to a clearly marked central area.
I see some T-shaped markings on the floor of the bridge. Maybe try poking at them with a tendril.
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No. 945809 ID: a9af05

>>945795
This
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No. 945810 ID: e7848c

>>945794
Can Gabe inspect the dias through a portal?
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No. 945838 ID: 7fb87a

>>945794
>>945810
a closer look with a portal is also a good test if portals are being blocked
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No. 945850 ID: ce39da

Let's try not to be too frivolous with the portals; Gabe's not an infinite mana tap.
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No. 945861 ID: e6f10c

>>945850
Yes, let us not act like Gabe can Gate without limits. Gotta be frugal with his mana just in case he has to make a emergency Gate.

Now, considering the number of ways that the central pillar could be reached without using the bridge that were available in the age this place was made, (including but not limited to flying, gliding, levitating, and Gating,) putting a trap on the bridge does not seem like the most sensible place for one. That doesn't mean don't check for pressure plates and the like on the bridge, but we must consider that if there are traps then they'll be of a magical type. That means they could sense people entering a area without any visual or physical indication that the trap is there.

Also, the most sensible place to locate a trap would be on the pillar elevator platform itself or on the controls for the pillar elevator. That's the two locations anyone trying to get in via the elevator would have to be. And I would not be surprised if the elevator controls are locked too, possible with a code or by biometrics.

Anyway, I'd suggest Casey feels ahead with her mana tentacles and uses them to manipulate anything we encounter here from a distance. That way if they trigger a trap it'll be less likely someone will be hurt.
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No. 945862 ID: 91ee5f

>>945794
What is Mr Ochre leaning on? Is that a pickaxe? Let’s use that to poke the odd “T” shaped floor tiles on the bridge to check and see if they’re traps.

>>945861
>I'd suggest Casey feels ahead with her mana tentacles
Let’s not instantly jump to using magic to solve all of our problems. Casey has a limit on how much mana she can use, the same way Gabe has a limit on how much he can open gates.

Let’s try a non magical solution, so that everyone can save their mana for emergencies.
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No. 945864 ID: b1b4f3

...true, we could just poke it with a stick.
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No. 945865 ID: a9af05

>>945862
>Let’s try a non magical solution, so that everyone can save their mana for emergencies.
Good idea.
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No. 945999 ID: 7816e7
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945999

“I’ll go first, I do believe I am the lightest among us.” Mr. Ochre steps out onto the bridge, poking at the razor thin seams between stones with his ice axe. “Seems fine to me...”

About halfway across the bridge, a crack rings out like a gunshot as one of the titanic stones slips loose from its neighbors with a grinding sound.

Cecil mutters, “Oh, bugger me...” and freezes in place
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No. 946003 ID: cb6404

>>945999

Moving back to our friends might be safest ...?
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No. 946007 ID: e7848c

>>945999
He better start moving forward or he's going to have to expect a sudden landing after Gabe opens a gate under him.
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No. 946012 ID: ce39da

He didn’t step on the stone that came loose? That displays less malicious entrapment, and more compromised structural integrity. The elevator itself should be stable, so Mr. Ochre should proceed. It might be an isolated stone coming loose, so let’s not jump to the portal solution just yet.
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No. 946025 ID: e6f10c

>>946012
>That displays less malicious entrapment, and more compromised structural integrity.
Yeah. Considering all the stonework here seems to be just fitted blocks then any geological shifting since they were built could have weakened them.

Cecil should move on ahead with as much speed as he safely can while checking his footing ahead of him. At the same time Casey should advance, since she can use her aura tentacles to grab Cecil if the floor drops out from under him, as well as use them to haul him and herself back up if the whole bridge falls apart. Better figure out anchor points for her if that happens. No time to hammer any in, and doing so might weaken the structure more. Kol and Delilah will have to act as the anchors for Casey.
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No. 946026 ID: b1b4f3

Once Cecil is on the other side the team can throw a rope over to tie to something so we have a more secure crossing.
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No. 946041 ID: ce12d1

“like a gunshot" guns exist in this universe?
I think Cecil should stop further movement, while Casey has her aura ready. Otherwise if anything does happen after he moves forward it's going to be difficult to reach him.
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No. 946046 ID: a9af05

>>945999
At least it isn't a trap laid by whoever built this place, it was simple a trap that was laid in place by time and no maintenance to keep it secure.

Cecil is so close to the other side, he might as well continue walking over there as carefully as possible.
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No. 946232 ID: 7816e7
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946232

"Cecil, keep moving!" Casey yells. "I've got you!"

The bird shuffles forward, feeling the stones shift beneath his feet. "Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear!"

Casey extends a hand and unwinds her binding spell. The coil rolls outward, lifting Mr. Ochre off of his feet and giving him the added push needed to bring him to safety.

The stones grind to a halt against one another as a chain falls somewhere into the depths with a clink of metal.

Cecil picks himself up and dusts off his legs. "Well… that was invigorating! Thank you for the save, Casey."
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No. 946235 ID: b1b4f3

>>946232
Well, everyone else needs to get across. We gotta either use some rope or a portal.
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No. 946236 ID: e6f10c

Good thing we've got Casey along, even though the bridge didn't collapse in the end. Still, it could have and we don't have unlimited mana either. Better use mundane means of safety to get everyone across now.

Run two ropes across the bridge and anchor 'em at both ends. That way y'all will have a backup in case one pops loose. Then the group can cross one by one, hooked to the ropes as they go. Having Kol and Delilah hold the ends of the ropes before they cross will provide additional support as well.
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No. 946237 ID: 2dbe9a

The way those stones have moved make me think this is some sort of contraption. Can you hear anything else moving? Any changing in the light?
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No. 946291 ID: 7816e7
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“Thank the Fates, he’s okay.” Delilah sighs. “Gabe can you just gate us over there? I think it’d probably be safer.”

Mr. Ochre looks up from the pedestal as Gabe’s portal booms in the cavern. “Come see! There’s runes that appear when you approach!”

“Can you read them?” Casey asks.

“No. I can’t say I’ve ever encountered these before.”
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No. 946292 ID: 7816e7
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“They look kind of familiar...” Kol mentions. “The Path of the Mediums uses a runic structure like that.”

“Do any of them make sense?”

He points to three. “This one looks like ‘garden’... this one is ‘vessel’ or something hollow... and this, I think, means ‘help’.”
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No. 946294 ID: b1b4f3

>>946292
Seems appropriate to try the "help" rune first. Is the middle thing a dial? Or do we touch a rune to select it?
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No. 946297 ID: cb6404

>>946292

Destinations? A gating mechanism? Hmmmmmm ...
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No. 946299 ID: 2fa945

>>946292
This seems like transport vessel. Try garden first to confirm it takes you to a garden
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No. 946342 ID: ce39da

... Don't tell me this also only works with lichfire... In any case, see if you can get "help" to work. If you must use that harmful magic, do so; I don't think its use, to begin with, is damaging to your soul or anything, but an exorbitant amount of mana is wasted in the course of its casting due to its nature. That's just my theory, anyway. We should probably think about consulting with good ol' uncle about it sometime soon.
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No. 946345 ID: ce12d1

"help"...this place has an assistance center? Majical help manual? Who'd have thought this is such a customer-friendly place? Let's see what can of help we are able to get here.
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No. 946354 ID: 10c408

>>946345
This place was built by vampires. "help" will likely be some form of security feature or personnel that will either arm itself or take umbrage with a bunch of mortals traipsing about the place.

Look around the edges of the platform for further structural instability and then try pushing the rune marked "garden"
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No. 946494 ID: 7816e7
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946494

“Huh, why don’t we start with ‘help’?” Casey suggests.

“That makes sense.” Kol reaches out and turns the dial. A pulse of light flickers through the pedestal and the block of stone rumbles slightly.

The giant block slowly detaches itself from the crumbling bridge and hangs in space perfectly still. Everyone watches as the stone blocks tumble into the abyss like the dice of the Fates.

The crashes of broken rock fade away and Gabe manages a muffled “Oops.”
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No. 946495 ID: 7816e7
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946495

The hovering platform starts to descend, moving smoothly into the depths of the mountain. The group clings to one another uncertainly as the ancient tunnel flashes by, lit by chunks of glowing green crystal.

“Ugh anybody else getting hotter?” Gabe pushes back the hood of his coat and pulls his goggles off.

Delilah follows suit, “Yeah its definitely warming up. Feel that breeze too? The air is thicker down here...”
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No. 946502 ID: b1b4f3

Makes sense. Even unintentionally, if the operational structure of the spire is at a lower elevation, it will be more inhabitable. We could stop using the feathers until it's time to leave (or not even exit the same way)
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No. 946504 ID: 9f5bef

Let Delilah make the call whether it's safe to save our feather-air and drop the masks.
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No. 946552 ID: 83bf07

This wouldn't happen to be a volcano, would it?
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No. 946585 ID: e6f10c

The group should take a peek over the edges of the elevator platform to try and see what y'all are heading towards.

Resist the temptation to pull your air masks off immediately. Just because there's more air doesn't mean it's good, breathable air. There's all manner of ways the air down here could have gone bad. Especially if this place reaches all the way down to magma, since volcanoes are known to put out all kinds of nasty gasses.

To test the air, have one person unseal their mask, shut off their air feather canister and breathe for a minute or two. Another person should stand by to reseal the tester's mask and reopen their air feather canister if the tester has a adverse reaction. And Delilah or Gabe shouldn't test the air, since whoever does so may need healing and we also can't risk our only Sender being incapacitated.

If the air checks out, then all but one of the group can remove their masks and shut off their air supply canisters. Delilah should keep hers on in case we hit a pocket of bad air that knocks out the group faster than they can put their air gear back on.

Otherwise, everyone should unbutton, open or remove their clothes until they feel comfortable in the rising heat. Better do so quickly, before y'all sweat 'em up in case the group has to leave the way y'all came in. Sweaty, wet cold weather gear will become icy and frigid once in the extreme cold, so gotta keep 'em dry.
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No. 946694 ID: 7816e7
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946694

“You don’t think this thing is, like, a volcano do you?”

“I believe that’s unlikely. The current understanding is that whoever created the highpeaks used some form of geomancy to pull the earth into shape. None of the terrain surrounding the area has shown any signs of volcanic activity.”” Mr. Ochre points out. He tugs at his jacket, “Although I agree it is getting quite warm...” 

“What do you think, Del? Is it safe to strip down a bit?”

“No sense in getting heatstroke. Go for it.” Experimentally, she takes off her mask and sniffs. “Hmm... musky but breathable.” 
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No. 946695 ID: 7816e7
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946695

As the party stashes away their heavy weather gear, the stone slab starts to slow. As it drifts in for a landing, it slots neatly into a square hole cut into the ground. 

The group stares. Scattered across the cavern is a shantytown composed of stone and adobe. The village is composed of dozens of roughly square structures, with very few standing more than 2 meters tall. There are clearly two architectural styles on display: newer wattle and daub walls and ceilings placed over or incorporating much older, and sophisticated stonework. Nearby, a few of the larger blocks from the collapsed bridge occupy shallow craters. 

The village is deathly silent. The musk Delilah mentioned is stronger here, showing clear evidence of life somewhere in the cavern. 
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No. 946706 ID: b1b4f3

>>946695
I think you found "the help".
Approach one of the shanties and knock.
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No. 946710 ID: e6f10c

This looks like it might have been the quarters for the servants, or "help," that lived here. Really hope that if anyone was living down here none of them got crushed or maimed by the collapsed bridge. It's bad enough you crushed some of their homes, even inadvertently. Accidentally killing or harming any of the locals would be way worse. But if this place is deserted, then hope nothing that'd help with your quest got crushed.

The heavy cold weather gear can be stashed in Gabe's "portable closet." Keep the air gear out but not active, just in case of bad air pockets or the air pressure dropping too low down here over time due to breaking the seal up top.

Better inspect the site of the bridge impact first on the slim chance someone got trapped under the falling stone and is still alive. If there is then you can save and heal them. If there's nobody there, or nobody still alive, then check out the nearest buildings for any locals and work your way around the site until you've either found someone or checked all the buildings. And stick together. Last thing we need is a member of the group getting split off and in trouble alone.

Watch for any signs of recent habitation. Fresh food, lack of dust on surfaces, that sort of thing.

Anybody in the group heard about folks living underground with no contact with the outside before? Maybe even whole subterranean civilizations? Mr. Ocher?
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No. 946714 ID: 7dd1d8

>>946695
Check for movement. Ears open. Kol, can you project and see if there's any life in these buildings?
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No. 946729 ID: e6f10c

>>946714
Good idea. Gabe would have to set up a spirit ward to protect Kol's body while his soul is out and about, but it'd be worth it for the speed Kol could go and being able to pass through solid objects to search the place.

Out-of-body Kol ought to sweep the bridge impact zone first for anyone alive and injured or trapped. If anyone is there that needs aid then Delilah or Casey can run over to help 'em while Kol continues checking the rest of the buildings.
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No. 946731 ID: 91ee5f

>>946729
Isn’t there a risk that something down here could actually harm Kol’s spirit while it’s out of his body?

I mean, I know nothing we’ve run into before has been able to touch his spirit, but I’ve got a feeling that if there is anything that can touch his spirit, we’d definitely find it here.
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No. 946765 ID: a5e0db

>>946731
Hm. Right, right. And it violates the whole "no splitting up the party" rule too. Yeah, safer and better to stick together while searching the place.
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No. 946768 ID: cc6788

>>946765
This assumes that Kol doesn't know how to defend himself in spirit form. Or that he doesn't immediately flee at the first sign of non-physical danger.
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No. 946779 ID: cb6404

>>946695

Smells like zombuddies.
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No. 946795 ID: 7816e7
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946795

“Seems empty. We should be careful though.” Casey squints at the village with suspicion. “I hope nobody got hurt when the bridge came down.”

“I could check.” Kol offers, sitting down and preparing to enter a spirit walk. “Gabe, can you give me a ward? We don’t know what might be down here.”

Gabe nods and focuses, creating a red glow around the edge of the elevator.

Closing his eyes, Kol steps out of his body and floats momentarily in front of them. “I won’t be long, I’ll just circle around and see what I can spot.” Gabe opens the ward for him to pass through and the ghostly mouse takes off on his journey.
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No. 946796 ID: 7816e7
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The ghostly figure sweeps low over the tiny houses, phasing through walls in search of life. Checking the ruins beneath the fallen stones, he finds the remains of some kind of storehouse. Scattered about are dried fungi, broken pottery and scurrying insects making a break for freedom.

Satisfied there’s no casualties, he phases into some of the houses, finding small, low beds and simple accommodations carved from stone or woven from some form of natural fibers. All of the structures appear to be empty.
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No. 946797 ID: b1b4f3

Nobody home, but what's that green thing? Let's check it out.
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No. 946798 ID: 958d59

>>946796
We have our target. That cube and that bowl. Were those mushrooms picked recently?
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No. 946807 ID: e3730d

What's behind the table, on the same wall as the door?
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No. 946817 ID: 3ce8ff

>>946797
i think it is just a light?
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No. 946819 ID: e6f10c

Inspect the food in the houses. If there is recently prepared food that isn't dried or otherwise preserved, that means there were people living here. Most likely they fled to a safer or more defensible position when the bridge chunks impacted. We ought to inspect the exits from this chamber for signs of recent mass movement to try and pick up their trail.

Return to the group and report your findings and be relieved that nobody was hurt or killed by the bridge collapse.
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No. 946822 ID: f57349

Now that we've found a habitable environment, would it make any sense to drop a beacon here, write down those runes from the elevator controls (or take a picture or something) and portal back to the library to attempt a more thorough translation? If the main reason we're rushing in is strategic time pressure, it'd be really embarrassing to miss something like a clearly-labeled "mana well maintenance" level.
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No. 946823 ID: 8226f2

Hm. Interesting. The undead lord had living serfs. I mean, given, it seems like plenty of the undead used to be on pretty chill terms with living people back in the day.
Still, if there's anyone still alive, and they've been living down here since the old days....there's no telling how they'll react to your presence. Making contact should be a priority now, but boy howdy do be cautious.
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No. 946842 ID: 7816e7
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946842

Kol sweeps the room, eyeing the spilled bowl. Freshly cut mushrooms ooze onto the floor and mix with some kind of exotic grain: this was spilled recently. 

Evidence in hand, he turns to leave and rebounds against something. 

“What? What is this? Gabe, are you messing around with wards?” Dazed, the ethereal mouse backs off to examine the barrier and finds himself hemmed in on all sides.
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No. 946843 ID: 7816e7
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946843

Glowing crystal walls converge around him, shrinking and squeezing the hapless figure within. Without a physical body, Kol finds himself condensed into a dense vapor, caged within a fist sized construct of energy. 

Kol fights back a rising panic as a scaled hand reaches out and clasps his prison. 
“Well, well, well. What have we here?”
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No. 946844 ID: 2df440

“Well hey there, cutie~. You’ve definitely caught my eye!”
cue finger guns
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No. 946845 ID: 028f23

This is the exact time to draw on those wellsprings of self-control and temperance you've developed, mate. This is a bad situation, but panicking can literally only make it harder to salvage.
Are you able to tell if they're undead or something different? They seem to have some sort of crystal prosthesis or focus, but it could be a totally different kind than the one they just trapped you in.
Whether undead or alive, we've learned that these old feudal types go whole hog for professional and dignified introductions, so give 'em one of those.
Or, ah, as best as you can manage while you're soul trapped i guess.
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No. 946846 ID: 91ee5f

>>946843
>Kol got caught
Called it. I knew there was going to be something down here that could affect Kol’s spirit, which is why I said that we should explore the area together in a group and not split up!

>What do?
I guess just explain that you and your friends were exploring this place and you’ve separated your spirit from your body so that you could scout around the area for any unstable structures that you’d need to avoid stepping on, like the bridge that collapsed earlier. Then politely ask to be released so you can go back to your body and friends.
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No. 946848 ID: 094652

Quick, shape your spirit form into a giant dildo!
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No. 946849 ID: 28ae7c

>>946843
A spirit guide, and an apologetic one at that. Forgive our trespass.
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No. 946850 ID: b1b4f3

>>946843
Apologize for the intrusion, introduce yourself, and ask to be released.
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No. 946851 ID: e3730d

>>946849
Secondly this.
>>946846
Congratulations, you're very smart. Now how much do you want to bet that if Kol didn't split off they'd ALL have been captured?
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No. 946857 ID: f0762a

Explain that you're part of an exploration team who were directed here because of a "help" sign. Apologize if you have disturbed anything. Ask who they are and offer to introduce your friends. And silently examine if there is any way for you to break free if necessary; and/or signal others.
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No. 946869 ID: cb6404

>>946843

>Musty smell

Oh. Right. Serpents.

Guess we found those Nagas someone mentioned a while back.
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No. 946873 ID: 91ee5f

>>946851
>Congratulations, you're very smart. Now how much do you want to bet that if Kol didn't split off they'd ALL have been captured?
There was probably no way of avoiding being caught, but with everyone in a group with physical bodies, we probably wouldn’t have been put in a very tiny crystal. Which is seriously triggering my claustrophobia right now.
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No. 946874 ID: a9af05

>>946843
Kol has always had a ghostly tail connecting his spirit to his body. Now that he's been trapped, his ghostly tail isn't connected to his body anymore. That is a very obvious sign to the others that something has happened to Kol and he's in trouble.

Which means that the others are going to be here any second now in order to find out what happened to Kol.
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No. 946897 ID: 7816e7
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Kol takes a moment to steady himself. Were he in his body, he’d take a deep breath, but instead closes his eyes and focuses.

“Uh, hello? Can you hear me?” He speaks through the crystalline barrier, watching her eyes narrow. “I’m sorry to intrude. I’m Kol, a spirit guide. My friends and I are exploring these caverns. We’re sorry if we caused any damage coming down here.”

His captor snorts, bringing the spirit close to her face. “Kol spirit guide, I am Three Horns. wisest of the warren. It is I who was chosen by the elders to carry the magics of the old masters.“ Looking into her face, Kol recognizes the glow of an arcane tattoo across her forehead. “My people have fled into the deep tunnels. Scared off by your arrival.”

“We’re very sorry about that. We had no idea anyone was living here. We saw the rune that said ‘help’ and decided to examine it.”

“The rune of ‘servant’ you mean? We were once the playthings of powerful magic users. Lost. Forgotten. This place is ours now.”
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No. 946898 ID: 7816e7
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946898

“We? Who are your people?”

“We are the kobolds.”
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No. 946899 ID: b1b4f3

>>946898
Well good news, there aren't any magic users of that caliber anymore so they don't need to fear slavery, and we can open up trade for their settlement here.
Tell her you really mean no harm, and if she wants she can talk to the rest of your group? Or is there some way you can prove your intentions are good?
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No. 946901 ID: f57349

Okay, time to dust off the ol' first contact procedures. Common language seems to have been established, they've made a territorial claim. Have you got official diplomatic authority to recognize that claim on behalf of Moot Point's government? Probably not, and you shouldn't set yourself up for trouble later by pretending to, but offering introductions to appropriate officials might be reasonable - or for that matter, introductions to the rest of your group. She'd probably need to let you out of the yasal crystal to accept.

You came here for access to the mana well, and if you're acknowledging it as their territory they're well within their rights to deny that, so think about what you're able and willing to offer in exchange, and what they'd want. Mineral wealth would probably be redundant. Medical supplies, and magical healing? Mountaineering equipment? Ethically sourced coatl feathers? Fruits, vegetables, and/or fish by the ton? Cash money, and a portal back to markets in Moot Point where they can spend it as they choose?
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No. 946903 ID: 7dc36a

Steps for Diplomacy of Liberated Kobolds:
-Congratulate her tribe on their freedom. May be long overdue, but still deserved.
-Swear that her clan will not be thrall to the dragon they may or may not have sensed outside. Really, he's a nice Coatl, he'd never want anything like that.
-Explain what you are here for and reassure you mean no harm
-Request, as politely as you can, that she help your friends through any traps she or her former masters set up to protect themselves
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No. 946904 ID: e3730d

Ask her what her clan's diplomatic stance is on meddling explorers, such as yourself.

>>946901
This. A thousand times over, this.
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No. 946905 ID: 094652

"How would YOU like to shove a pole up a Dragon's ass? Repeatedly? I can hook you up. Please don't smash me."
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No. 946906 ID: 0ecf4c

>>946903
This seems fair. Let's play diplomat.

... Is this binding magic?
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No. 946910 ID: cb6404

>>946897
>>946898

>'help', but actually it's 'servant'

... ooops. Guess we napped through those lessons a bit, huh?

Well, good that we explained things. Guess we should probably tell Three-Horns why we're here, and ask nicely if we can be let out.

In the very least, we're here to help, since Three-Horns and the other kobolds will probably know a lot more about this place than we will. Maybe they can guide us so we can get this mana-well thing figured out?
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No. 946911 ID: a9af05

>>946898
"You want to meet my friends? We can all sit down and talk with each other."

Kol, do you have a time limit on how long your spirit can be separated from your body? Like, if you don't get back in your body within a certain amount of time, your body will die and you're stuck as a spirit?

If there's anything like that, then you might want to consider asking to be let out before you die.
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No. 946916 ID: 7816e7
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946916

“Thats fantastic! We come from a free and open society that doesn’t believe in the enslavement of sentient species. The ways of the Wild Age have long been abolished.” Kol explains from his prison.

She eyes him suspiciously.

“We’re sorry for intruding, and want to respect your territory, but are here searching for something. Is there anything that we can do to help you trust us?” He offers.

Three Horns nudges the spilled mushroom based meal with a toe claw. “Yes. But not for you. You stay with me for the safety of my people and yours. When we can trust you, you go free.” She hefts the crystal and strides out of the tiny hut in a haughty swagger. “You come with me, Kol spirit guide. Your friends will answer for your trespass.”

Striding into view, clad in strands of bronze jewelry, Three Horns approaches the stone elevator and stops. The kobold holds up her captive and announces, “Friends of Kol spirit guide! I am Three Horns, wisest of the kobolds! Your intrusion has disrupted the lives of our warren. You will make right the damage you have caused, or we shall keep your friend’s spirit for always!” She thrusts the crystal forward, giving it a slight shake.

“H-hey, careful! Uh, hi guys...” Kol’s dejected voice emerges from the glowing shard.

“What? Kol? Is that binding magic?” Casey demands. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah. I’m fine. I guess we never really considered the possibility of running into another binder.” He admits.

“What do you want from him?”

Three horns continues, her voice echoing off of the stone ceiling and giving the diminutive lizard much more presence than one would expect. “You will appease us, or Kol spirit guide will remain here. There are old magics here, left by the lost masters to bind a spirit to machine-things. As such he will serve us: we who were once servants.”

Casey puts her hands up, acknowledging the kobold’s position. “Okay, okay. No need for that. We’re sorry for intruding on your territory, Three Horns. What can we do to help establish trust between us?”
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No. 946917 ID: 7816e7
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Three horns points to the wreckage left by the falling bridge. “Our village’s food supply, smashed by your actions. First: you will bring food, so that my people do not go hungry.”

“Oh is that all?” Gabe opens a gate and pulls out a sandwich. “We can get you whatever you want. What’cha thinkin: pasta, fish? Uhhhh, got some cheese puffs in here...”

“No!” Three Horns folds her arms. “I do not trust outsider food. Not yet.” She points up, back towards the top of the mountain. “Our food comes from the garden. In the old days, the machine-things cultivated it for the masters. Now it grows wild and unchecked. You will bring us enough to sustain ourselves.”
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No. 946918 ID: 54fe4d

Alright. Enough food for how long? I see no way to fix that bridge back to the main entrance, But the elevator shouldn't need that particular birdge right? We can just go directly to the garden from here, yeah? Also Cecil should stay here and talk with Three Horns. Trade info.
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No. 946923 ID: a9af05

>>946917
Ask if she'd be willing to come with us? Since we've never been here before, we need someone to act as a guide to make sure we don't get lost and to make sure we don't grab anything that would be poisonous. We'd also need her to read any signs we come across, since she can apparently read this language better than we can.

She can keep Kol with her the whole time she's with us.

Also, who's going to volunteer to watch over Kol's body?
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No. 946925 ID: ce39da

>>946918
>>946923
Both of these sound good. Open with immediate acceptance of her demands, first; a flat "Sure!" will do. Perhaps the sudden, no-hesitation agreement less than a second after she's done saying all that will catch her off-guard, at the very least. XD
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No. 946936 ID: b1b4f3

>>946917
Alright, ask for details. What kind of plants are we looking for, and how much do we need to collect?
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No. 946944 ID: 91ee5f

>>946916
>uses machines that are powered by trapped spirits
Isn’t that pretty much slavery? I’d like to point that out to her. But let’s wait until after we rescue Kol before we do that.

>>946917
>go get food for the kobolds
How do we know she’s not going to put Kol into one of those machines as soon as we leave? We’ve got no guarantee that she’ll keep her word. In fact, as long as she has Kol, she could continuously make up more things for us to do for her and never release Kol.

>>946923
>have her come with us
>we need a guide
>make sure we don’t grab poisonous food
>she can read the signs
>let her hold onto Kol while she’s with us
These are good points. Plus, if she comes with us and she has Kol with her, we can make sure she doesn’t put Kol into one of those machines she talked about.
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No. 946946 ID: 7dc36a

>>946925
Double this, yes.

>>946944
>Isn’t that pretty much slavery?
Well anthropologically speaking, living within a closed homogeneous society like the kobolds do would lead them to treat outsiders as more alien, and thus more enslavable, than they really are. Exposure and integration with the outside would help diminish this kind of thinking. We could invite someone on a tour of Moot Point, for later.
In this case though, Kol's predicament looks less like a normal practice of theirs and more like the worst punishment they can think of.
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No. 946982 ID: 015bf2

>>946917
Sure! Meanwhile, will they take care of Kol's body? He's kind of, uh, limp right now and his body needs to remain within the circle so nothing else, y'know, comes around to take it while he's a hostage. Would suck if some errant ghost ran off with your friend's physical form! Oh, and no eating him! (that's a joke)

... also, you don't mind paying the dues of your mistake, but if there's anything you should be careful about, you'd really appreciate an advance warning! Clearly you don't know what to activate and not. Oh, and what's the food plants look like?

As for Kol, ask if the whole being bound to a machine-spirit thing is reversible like other binder skills can be. Perhaps you could ask to be temporarily bound to one and check out what it's like? That way you could help clear the rubble while the others are gone. Pay your own dues. And while the food is probably squashed, Gabe could probably slice the rock that fell on the storage house before he goes so that it becomes more managable to shift. Maybe something survived?

Anyway, all efforts should be made to get along with this cute li'l imperious kobold and her people. Imagine that, an entirely new race, hidden in a mountain! A secret culture to explore and greet! People with memories of and skills passed down from the Vampire Lords!
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No. 946983 ID: 015bf2

>>946982
Oh, and if Three Horns is confused about Kol being willing to voluntarily get bound, he should pshaw and say "I'm not worried, Three Horns. Casey once freed a Coatl from an Ages-old bondage, y'know. That's how we could even get here over the mountains - with our friend's blessing."
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No. 946987 ID: f57349

How much was in the smashed stockpile? Unpack and hand over at least twice that much "outsider food" as a gift/collateral (presumably there are some not-the-wisest kobolds willing to taste-test cheese puffs so everyone else can find out whether they're poison or what), but try to get a complete, quantified list of demands before you run off and start doing all the farm work.
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No. 946989 ID: a9af05

>>946944
>How do we know that she'll keep her word and not harm Kol?
>How do we know she won't make Kol a permanent hostage to make us always do things for her?
Yes, those are legit concerns. But the real question is, should we ask those questions?
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No. 947004 ID: e6f10c

Okay, y'all will do that, but you need some info first. First, y'all don't know what mushrooms to harvest, since this is the first time any of you have had experience with picking mushrooms, let alone these kind. We do know there are toxic mushrooms, so we don't want to pick any bad ones. Also, we don't want to pick any immature ones, so what does a mature, but not too mature, type of mushroom she wants look like?

Second, how many mushrooms would she consider enough for her village to "sustain ourselves?" Maybe she could mark out a square and hold her hand up how high it'd have to be filled to be enough. But related, how much can we take without over-harvesting? Since their storehouse already had a harvest in it, would taking another now be too much? Do we have to put anything back, like fertilized dirt or compost?

How long can Gabe keep up the binding circle around Kol's body at his current mana drain? We talkin' minutes, hours or indefinitely if Gabe doesn't expend mana on other things? Because if we don't have enough time to harvest what Three Horns wants before the protection around Kol's body runs out then we've got a big problem and should voice it. And does Gabe have to stay near the binding circle to keep it up? That'd slow down harvesting if Gabe has to stay near Kol's body. Also ask Three Horns if there are known hazards around here for a spirit-less body, even one protected by a binding circle. Don't want to come across something down here that could punch through a binding circle to possess his empty body.

Actually, suggest that another person stay as Three Horns hostage, since her holding Kol's spirit would make it harder for your group perform the harvest for her. See, Gabe here has to keep the binding circle up to protect Kol's empty body, so that means he can't help physically or magically. And Kol in his body would be able to work way harder than a normal person, owing to his spirit magic training. So, would Cecil be alright with staying? I'm sure he'd love to talk with Three Horns about her people's history and share our people's with her.

Also offer to clear away the rubble of the fallen bridge and help rebuild their storehouse when your group returns.

>>946944
If Three Horns turns out untrustworthy, then we'll deal with it. But until then we'll assume she's operating in good faith.
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No. 947018 ID: 10c408

>>946983
We may be playing the peaceful diplomat, but we should still hold certain things close to the chest. Especially our very powerful weather god friend.
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No. 947053 ID: 015bf2

>>947018
Nah, that's too much paranoia. I think they'll be impressed despite themselves if we can claim (and prove, whether through the feather, Casey's Wings or an eventual meeting) that Casey freed a friggin' Coatl from a thousand-year bondage. Given Three Horns' aversion to the idea of enslavement as anything other than a form of punishment, that should earn the home team some brownie points on the 'huh, maybe not bad guys' scale. We'll need those when we are to discuss the use of their mana well by a remnant of the old masters!

Also, if you personally know a 'god', why NOT flaunt it to the tribal society magic-user? Worst thing she'll doubt us (when we can show proof) or be thoroughly unimpressed and go 'pshaw, everyone knows a coatl, we got dozens down here' in which case, uh... just call that bluff? Gently.

Also also, I really wanna see mecha ghost Kol, so let's play all the cards we can! The tech in those ghost-machines could also end up being used as new 'bodies' for a certain silly pair of spirit medium friends, y'know?
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No. 947054 ID: 10c408

>>947053
Okay, first of all, it's not paranoia. I'm just being cautious since they're holding Kol's spirit hostage.

Secondly, the two groups are still feeling each other out and while I don't think it's a bad idea to introduce flashing feathers to the kobolds, doing so right now before at least assessing the task they've given us to build trust is not only bra
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No. 947055 ID: 10c408

>>947054
(apologizes, I was still typing when my post was submitted somehow)
-brazen and a huge dick move from the gunboat diplomacy playbook, revealing that we do in fact have a bigger stick then her isn't wise at the moment. It's not a bad idea later, but we're not done with the speaking softly part of the proverb just yet and there's a lot of groundwork we can lay after the current task is accomplished.

Plus, accomplishing all of her tasks WITHOUT requiring the aid of a literal god is only going to add weight to her opinion of us since we could have threatened her with sucking the air out of the cavern to release Kol and didn't do so.

(and speaking of, when we eventually do go to get flashing feathers, Gabe is going to have to re-suit up and make his portal pretty far away from the periphery of the village so the oxygen getting sucked out is negligible)


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