Siobhan's fantasy epic of eipc fantasy (open, PM me first)

Kasia deadpans "you know i'd pay to watch Stash fuck your slutty butt" she shrugs and eats a little more, looking out over the city "it's nothing. So what do you want to get up to anyway? since we have the night to ourselves"
 
Kasia sighs and turns to Clancy "I'm glad you want to help, and I do accept you doing things with me as long as youre getting paid too. I don't have any jobs i want to look up. We have that thing for super wonderful pretty as a picture ancient ass Livonia with her perfect stupid blond hair and her aren't i cool i dres like a man way of going about life. with that and the gem i can pay my regular expenses a good long time and then just work to pay off his lordship."
 
Kasia narrows her eyes at him a little embarassed at being called out "no. but i mean, that's good. I guess its not the same when I tell you how great you are because i'm not a wizard" she shifts a little "so .... ok. accolades of your peers. i mean, that makes sense"
 
Jon passes a few pleasant days waiting, and at the end receives his blade. It is everything the dwarf promised. Light as a feather, sharp as a courtier's wit. It does make a statement too, when drawn. The craftsmanship is unparalleled. This is a sword that says its owner is a man of means.

Jon is very pleased and shocked with his long sword, has a good mass for the bashing but with sharp edge. Seams like a perfect blend of heavy dull sword more mend to brake the bones then to cut of a classic heavy long sword. With a sharp edge for slashing like a cutless or rapier that normally has allot of give to the blades..... Now Jon is free to make his mind up on getting in on a raid into the catacombs or something like that, or look at other job optioons.. Jon will also in time want his shield upgraded with better metal.
 
Jon has much to think about indeed, but if he wants he can head on down to the tavern if he wants to be recruited for a catacombs excursion
 
Kasia looks at Clancy "god you're sappy" but her tone is a lot better and she checks him with a hip, before offering him the last of the basket of food "its a good thing i like you" she seems a little more confident, and she reaches out to steal his hat "i do like this hat." she grins and plants it on her head, then dances away from him "i might have to keep it. since you're mister money bags you can get a new one" she winks, and honestly the hat looks terrible on her "anything you want to get up to?"
 
Jon goes into the Sailor's Folly to see who is all there. To see what kind of groups are there for outings to the catacombs.
 
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Kasia considers "the problem with stealing from folks like that is twofold, one they're just people like us trying to get by so its kinda messed up, or two... well... they're not very good people at all. That carries with it more risk than stealing from wealthy respectable citizens. Maybe you get 10 years in the galleys for knocking over some twat in the heights, but maybe you get your belly sliced open and hung up to let your entrails hang out while a tog eats them and you die screaming if you get caught stealing from the wrong guy in the basin. you know what i mean?"
 
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Jon enters the Sailor's folly. It's mid day, so the clients are sparse, there are however a few groups of armed folk gathered around various tables. Jon sits and drinks a beer, watching the crowd and looking around for a group that might need him.

A short, shifty man approaches "Good afternoon. I am Milos. Would you, perhaps, be looking for an expedition into the catacombs? I don't go myself mind you but for a small fee I do use my considerable talents as a judge of humankind to match groups with people. I would be humbled and honored if you used my services in finding others to accompany you into the depths."
 
Jon smiles and says" I am here to drink today, but tomorrow if I will be more open to finding a group."

Jon thinks to him self... I will see who shows up today and can pay tomorrow if needed. Jon knows his large shield will make him stand out to if anyone is looking for a fighter to act as a blocker/tank personality.
 
Petra grins "i dont think you're his type but you look like you're there to fuck" she sips at her own tea, looking Kath over "but ill make it clear what you bring to the table is spell power. I don't suppose you can imobilize a man or anything like that? Also... i mean. it wouldn't hurt for you to have a mace or something if that's not against your religion. and some armor. you know, so our healer doesn't get eviscerated."


Kath pondered Petra’s words for a second.
“I have a few tricks up my sleeve, you could say...I guess I should get some kind of armor, if I’m going to do dangerous stuff. It would HAVE to be sexy though. I do enjoy looking like I’m here to FUCK, haha! I don’t know about the mace though, it seems a bit…barbaric and heavy to me. Maybe a sword? Wouldn’t mind carrying one of those long pointy ones, I think I’d be better with that... definitely can’t afford any of that stuff right now, but I do know a few horny blacksmiths and armorers who’d be willing to trade goods for favors, if you know what I mean…”
She looked at herself in the mirror once more, adjusting her hair, bra and dress.
“Alright, let’s go to old Konrad’s! We’ll see if you can charm him into hiring me, hehe!”
 
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Kasia nods "so you basically want me to stay the night" she grins, having spent the last few at least, probably 4 or 5 at this point "I don't know that I'm ready for that level of commitment Clancy. Why don't we mess around a little and if I'm not too tired to walk home I'll stay. I'll bring some things just in case." she winks "you know. 10 changes of clothes. assorted toiletries."

She bounces away from him, laughing, grinning her giant grin from her too wide mouth "I'll come by your place in a bit. Get soe dinner together for the love of the gods. even if its just a little cold meat and some beer"
 
Petra groans "sexy armor means places you can get stabbed. Regular armor, leather or something, until you can afford a magical force field or something. They only cost like 10 or 20 grand so..." she rolls her eyes "till then, no boob windows." she checks Kath with a hip "also no weapons you don't know the name of. Swords are tricky business. is that blade for stabbing or slashing? both? when do you do either?" she hefts a stick "a mace is basically a glorified stick. you swing it as hard as you can however you think you can get it in, and it breaks bones or rings the bell or whatever. you should stick with that till we can get you some real training. which, if you're working for me... you will get. and you will take seriously because not just your life will depend on it" she smiles, tone softening "i might like you to take charge in here when we're alone, but out there I am the alpha. I don't like to repeat myself and I expect till you are in a position to know better about something than me, that you act as if my words came from heaven. It will keep you safe, and me safe, and anyone we are working with safe." she kisses Kath on the cheek "but yes you do look fuckable."

The pair head up the rise and into the heights. In the light of the day, Konrad's house looks downright extravagent. 3 or even 4 rooms probably on the second level. It's a 2000 square foot stone house, but the stone isn't immediately local so the darker color stands out against the mountainside. It's not in the best part of the heights, and so there's not a substantial lawn, but there's enough of one with some roses and climbing flowers on trellises.

At the door are two young but solidly built Volks. Brunettes with a family resemblance they are introduced as Stefan and Werner "pronounced Verner" as Kath is repeatedly told and Petra continually fucks up. THe pair enter the first floor, a large and unused kitchen dominates the left side of the house, with a table for eating in. On the right is a sitting room and in the back right the office where Petra was lying in her own blood a few nights before. Konrad is seated at a desk. he barely looks up "I don''t need company Petra." then looks again "ah. the woman that saved you and by extension, me." He stands and offers a small bow "You're welcome in my house my lady."
 
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Milos nods "without some reputation, or someone like me to size you up and get a feel for your abilities, you're going to be doing a lot of just drinking my friend." he nods to the back corner "when you're ready... come find me. or someone like me"
 
Jon smiles and nods his head saying " I will, today I just want to rest for the most part. Had a long trip before I think about fighting."

Jon knew this to be somewhat of a lie. Tho the past week was eventful, and Jon was looking foreword to relaxing mostly today. Tho he was looking at who came in. With tomorrow giving him a bit more knowledge of the kinds of folks who come here..... Who he may be paying to meet to work with.....
 
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Kasia appears with a change of clothes for the next day, her magic stuff for cleaning and dental care, a treat for bossyboots and assorted weapons. she eyes the ribs and puts on gloves, slicing the meat off the individual ribs with a sharp dagger while she chats with clancy "these are messy as hell, why do they leave the bones in?" she makes a face "smells good though." once she has a little pile of shredded meat, she digs in with a fork "how's the beer?"
 
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Jon spends a quiet evening. the bar seems less full than it might, and when asked the bartender admits that a lot of the people going into the catacombs are foreigners, and the Ludowy and Volk are practically at war. he notes that while brawling (which is illegal) has been on the decline, dueling (which is legal) has been on a severe uptick and many in the city are worried about spillover from the duels starting riots again.
 
Kasia shrugs "i doubt it. Men like him probably only kill when there's high stakes and he's got Marius for that. Also i mean, I just wouldn't do it. I think you have to be pretty confident that your killer is gonna kill and well... that's not really either of our style. Every tool to its purpose is my guess, and for that purpose he's got the sharpest tool in Gradzlata."
 
Kasia shrugs "they have stash i dont think we need to attend simic's. Im guessing where his personal safety is concerned there will either be a large or elven presence." she licks her fingers to clean them, then uses her stone to clean them magically. she gets up and pulls off her tunic, laying on the bed "you're gonna wear pants in this heat?" she smiles and pats the bed "join me, reject the tyranny of clothing." then sticks out her tongue.
 
Kasia stretches out "oh well. I didn't realize i was fucking a showman. dance for me" she rolls and fishes through her bag for a copper piece and tosses it on the bed "go on then" before busting out in a grin and laying back. She leans back in and kisses his temple, then curls in against him, bare skin to bare skin. "it feels like things might finally be getting better around here. was a tense few days."
 
Kasia tenses a moment "do you think?" she rolls over and looks at Clancy a moment "looks I don't put it past her on a moral level. She's friends with Marius. I'm proud that you've come to the conclusion that she's villainous." she runs her hand along his chest "i think it isn't the most practical villainy though. The river would divert into the cacambs and maybe destroy the whole city." she worries her lip though "maybe we should try to investigate this though. I feel like you're right and that whatever she's up to it is no good at all."
 
Kasia turns away from him and wriggles back to press her ass against him, then draws an arm over herself. she sighs "look, old rich people are all terrible. so even if it isnt flattening a bunch of houses its probably something designed to make her richer and more powerful in some fashion"
 
Kasia grinds back against Clancy, the soft skin between her cheeks sliding along his turgid member. She bites her lip and looks back over her shoulder at him "i'd ask if that's a gun in your pocket but you took off your pants" She sticks her tongue. She rolls back into place, rocking a little to stimulate him a bit "I'm really tired we should go to sleep" She yawns, arching a little, her tone clearly joking though.
 
Kasia drags her petal soft skin along Clancy's hard cock, her cheeks brushing the sides of it as he sort of fucks her behind. She closes her eyes and moves in time with him, moving her leg so Clancy has better access to her clit. She moans softly, one hand toying idly with a nipple as she feels Clancy play with her body and use it for his own pleasure as well "you do seem really just totally wiped out"
 
Kasia moans softly and keeps her grinding up. Her narrow hips roll in time with Clancy, rubbing her cheeks against his cock. She licks her lips, letting out a breathy "cant... say that I have" her eyes are closed, lips parted to emit soft pleasured sounds as Clancy's fingers find the button of her clit and deftly stroke it. She tugs firmly at a nipple, adding to the mélange of sensations, finding the situation odd but sexy. Her breath comes faster as Clancy pushes her closer to achieving release, every stroke of his fingers bringing her closer to the brink. "Don't stop"
 
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