D&D setting... The quests (closed for LandiKirk )

Allabea inspects each item then pulls out his chest. He sets money by each item that he intends to buy. The jade statues he pushed back to her. They weren't worth his time but the ivory ones he liked. Three gold six silver for the four of them.
The first broach he laid eleven gold, the other two five silver apiece. Those golden goblets marked with symbols of the older Kings he decided to be generous and gave twenty five gold. The eleven rubies were bigger then he had ever seen and knew that Mystic wouldn't know just how valuable they were so offered ten gold for all of them.

Mystic frowned she thought she would get at least three gold apiece for the rubies but she didnt know that another vendor would gladly give her more just for their size alone
 
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As kids come near, Jon gives them a mincing look. They quickly scamper staying away from his side of the table.

As Jon listens he thinks how odd, Just the other night they didn't know each other, and here today she is leading him around the city. Jon wonders if its his mind playing tricks on him or dose she seam to want him touching her.
 
Mystic shook her head taking the money for the goblets, broaches, and ivory statues. Then she picked up the rubies and said. "No. I expected more then what you say. Perhaps another time."

Allabea became frustrated and stood up. He was almost as tall as Jon and just as dangerous. "You think you will get a better price then mine, Myst? Me who gave you a home after your village tossed you out? Who do you think still looks out for you?"

Mystic grimaced as his words cut like a whip. Then courage lifted her voice as she became aware that Jon was so close.
"Ah but with you there was a price.. I trust Jon behind me far more then you.. at first he was a stranger like you but he shared with me and didnt take advantage of me like you did.. I feel nothing for you old thief.. nothing at all."

Mystic stood up and bumped Jon's flesh. She felt it move and she turned red. What had she done now? "Ahh um we should leave."

Without another word she tugs Jon away from Allabea's home and back into the marketplace. Now her anger resurfaced. "Why cant more people be like you, Jon? Why cant they be honest and kind like you have been to me?"

It was now that she needed comfort and to calm down or the rest of her needs would be useless
 
Jon smiles at her and says " Want a lift?" Jon waits for her response before telling of his past.
 
"Want a lift?"

Mystic looked into Jon's face and something in her heart changed. At first it was an admiration but right this minute it was something else. "Yes please."

When Jon lifted her up she paused and kissed his lips gently. It was at that moment everything they did together would have new meaning
 
Jon shifter her a bit so her legs where over his left one. His left hand cupping/holding her ass firmly into his hip. His right arm holding her mid back over the spine to his chest. Jon started to walk, aggressively twisting and turning his free side into the crowd. Tho most folks seen him and gave way a few steps before touching him... Jon could see a city gate and he was walking fast and deliberate to it... As he walked he asked " Will you sleep with me tonight, can lay on me. I know you don't like the net." With each step he takes, his cock rubs into her hips as it is trapped in the middle of them. Each step seams to slip her a bit to one side or the other. If it wasn't for the grinding on his cock. Jon don't think he would have noticed.
 
Mystic forgot her other stops and curled to Jon's chest as he spoke to her ear.

"Will you sleep with me tonight, can lay on me. I know you don't like the net."

Mystic nodded as they passed thru the south gate into the area the crofts and crops were. Just past another patch of corn was the woods much denser then the ones they were in before. Here was a nice area to set up camp.

Mystic was very aware that she was getting Jon aroused and as he pressed against her she realized that she needed to sate that feeling of lust building between her legs. Whether she knew exactly what to do or not
 
Jon smiled and stopped in the woods, somewhat in a clearing but not really. Jon moved his hand from cupping her butt to more on the back side of the butt where the spine comes down. Jon smiles and he lets her slowly slide down him in a very controlled but gentle way. Soon as he was sure her feet where on the ground. He pulled off his shield laying it into a tree, then swinging his bag to the ground where he pulled the net out. He didn't say anything as he quickly put it up as fast as he had taken it down. A loop and slide the hook to the rope, then same threw the net and same to the other side... Then repeat at a near by tree for the other end.

Jon could see from the look ok her face she was thinking about something... His pack was behind her where he randomly dropped it.. He bent down to get some food. He was about to say something when he looked up at her and seen his face was level with her hips.

Jons eyes fixed on them... He had no idea if she noticed him or if she was still lost in thought, but he was so close. His nose was almost touching her.
 
Mystic broke the silence by giggling then her hand slides along his cheek. "Are you stuck?"

She took her other hand and touched his chest as she squated down to look him in the eyes. "So what's next?"

Then she smiled mischievously with a quick wink
 
Jon was still full, he had trained his body to only eat 2 times a day.... He asked "bed?" turning his head not sure if that was what she wanted. Jon quickly added, can get you some of the dried meat if you want to sit while I lay.

This made Jon's pulse race, he never shared a bed with anyone. Sure he had shared a camp or a room, but then they where out of reach. The idea of her being very much in reach as he laid back.... That made his heart run wild.
 
Mystic watches Jon and notices he was either nervous or excited about what might happen.

Mystic remembered her parents and how in love they were. She knew about the lovemaking they did and knew it started with a male iver a female and his manroot wedged deep within her hole between the legs.

"No I'm not hungry." Mystic told him. "Just sleepy."
 
Jon nodded and folded the top of his bag closed. Jon then moved over to his net and sat in it then spun to the side and laid on his back. Jon smiled at his little companion to see if she was still going to be scared of it or where she was going to sleep? Jon looked at her friendly and patted his chest. As if some unspoken offer for her to lay on him.
 
Mystic came closer then climbed on the net and then slipped a leg over Jon's chest. Her head resting below his neck and listening to his heartbeat. It was a soothing noise and before she knew it, Mystic drifted off to sleep

Sometime thru the night Mystic had rolled over and landed in Jon's left arm. She curled to his body shivering as she wasn't covered by any blanket.
 
Jon used his arms to rub over her back side one on her upper back and one on her lower back. He enjoyed the travel buddy sleeping on him, but felt bad as he didn't have a blanket with him to cover up with as he found it a bit cool but a enjoyable night.
 
With her being cold in the middle of the night. He tried to shift her back from his side to on top of him. One of his hands would stay holding her at her shoulder blades and over her spine, the other holding her ass while rubbing it as she slept.
 
Mystic woke to the sound of chirping birds and slipped off the net to scurry behind a fire bush and pee.

It was a rush of release and Mystic was relieved of the pressure of her bladder. Mystic found a stump full of rain water. She stripped off her top and began washing herself with a sliver of soap she carried.
 
Mystic's movements woke him up. He was happy to stay on the net where he was and drifted off to sleep. He was in no rush to find a river to wash in. Jon slept peaceful but missing the little body on top of him. Tho his cock was free of the body weight pinning it down. It now was long and thick pressing into his pants as he slept.
 
Mystic cleaned up then went to do some foraging. She found some edible flowers and wild asparagus. However she also had a new pair of eyes watching her with great interest. That Hobgoblin just loved elven meat and he could smell her elven blood with his large bulbous nose

Mystic heard a twig break and called out. "Jon, I'm over here getting this green stuff."

It wasn't Jon that stomped closer. It was a huge hobgoblin coming straight at her. Mystic knew her dagger wouldn't be much use against this giant. She darted left then right running for a nearby elm tree. With a leap she caught a low limb and began scrambling up higher into the tree's foliage.

"JON!" Mystic screamed as the brute grabbed her foot trying to pull her out of the tree.
 
Jon was still dressed from the other day. So he role out of the net bed and almost right away he was on his feet. His sword had a holding case for the sheath to fit into so all he needed to do was grab his sword. Jon yelled "I am coming" Jon knew she was close and about where she was from the sound.

Few second Jon came running with his shield infront of him as he plowed threw the tree branches. His shield made contact, the two tall beings made a awful sound as the masses clashed. Jon was quick and lighter then the big ugly beast. It was stronger then him, but that didn't matter. Jon would rather let his opponent tire them selfs out bashing on his shield till they get mad. In combat being mad means mistakes. A dropped guard or over extended of the legs is what he looks for as he likes to stay semi low. Letting his shield take a beating as Jon used his sword to keep them in front.

Jon takes a few calm but hard swings and some quick stabs with his short sword.

Mystic can see he has grate skill at this kind of fighting. As Jon's shield is on the ground and covering his body in a partly crouched/spring stance. His legs clearly are very strong to hold his weight and absorb the beating that is resting on Jon's foreword bent leg. His shield on his forearm as a attached point, then leaning on his shoulder.

Jon takes small steps moving his foreword foot to the shield and driving foreword a few inches at a time.... The same kind of movement a heavy army group would use in mass with the big shields interlocked. (think heavy roman legion combat)

Jon was aware but very passive in his mood. The kind of temperament to wait for your time to strike... That is needed for his fighting....

Now on the other hand... The hobgoblin is mad from the intruding force that Jon is. Its angry and depends on its might to over power and batter its opponents.
 
The Hobgoblin let go of Mystic's foot allowing her to climb out of reach. She watched in fear as the two clashed.

The monster grew angry that this other thing was preventing him from having the elf in the tree. He growled angrily and in his own language which was understandable by orcs how dare you violate my feeding grounds. I found the elf, its mine to roast and eat

The hobgoblin lifted his sword and brought the hilt crashing into the sheild. The golden gem cracks and falls to the ground making the hobgoblin even angrier and he made arching jabs at Jon.

Smash the sword slashes down only to bounce off Jon's sheild. Now the hobgoblin begins to move slower. He wasn't used to battling such a formidable opponent but still he wanted that elf.

Mystic watches and prays that Jon is able to defeat this monster then she gets an idea and fakes slipping off her branch. She let out a shriek and the beast turned to see what was happening leaving himself open for Jon to get a death blow to the monster's side.
 
Jon could see from the slight shadow on the ground where the hobgoblin was. Jon couldn't see Mystic but he heard the shriek. This pissed Jon off and could see his opponent had turned away from him slightly. Jon sprung, leading the leap with his shield with a hard swing. The swing hitting the hobgoblin's forearm and wrist. Making the sword unusable for the seconds of Jon's attack. This left Jon's short sword free and clear to drive into the hobgoblins belly and pushing upwards into its heart/lungs. From the angle of impalement, his sword missed the ribcage. Jon's shield now to his side but out a bit, let Jon swing like throwing a upper cut driving the shield top into the hobgoblins neck while the lower half sent the sword flying out of its hand.

This left Jon free to kick the base of his sword all the way in up to the hilt. That was the finale blow as the hobgoblin fell to its knees dieing and gasping for air as it bleeds out.
 
Mystic saw the hobgoblin drop to the ground bleeding. Now she made her way down from her perch. When she slipped to the ground she was in tears.

"I thought he was going to kill you." Mystic sobs realizing the danger she put them both in and vowed to herself that she would never leave Jon's side while in unfamiliar woods
 
Jon pulled his sword out of the hobgoblin and wiped the blade off. Jon then started to check the body for anything of value.

Jon shrugs and says " not the first one of these I killed, want to help me find loot?" hoping a task will help her stop crying.
 
Mystic nodded and rummaged thru the hobgoblin's pockets. She found some silver coins and a small jewelry box. The box held a pearl necklace they could sell in the marketplace or use to trade for potions.

His armor wasn't that good and well his other clothes stunk terribly. The only thing left of value was his sword and Mystic even picked up the pieces of the gem that was in the hilt of the sword. It was a tiger's eye and quite large.

Mystic showed Jon what she found on the hobgoblin as she climbed back into the net for safety.
 
Jon smiled and told her to keep them safe, maybe slip them in her pack then she can come back and relax for bed.
 
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