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Kasia fiddles with another plate at the base of the stairs while the two men talk. Andrej shrugs, good naturedly "My father's many attempts to get me to care about wine were failures that are only exceeded by his failures to entice me to care about Ludowy grain futures speculation and the impact of weather patterns coinciding with something about the floods of some river in the south." The boy shrugs again "If i was the second son, I'd be glad to have the sword as I'd be left with nothing else. That my brother will inherit the business is... a relief. there's centuries of history of this family hanging over my head. I would be the first Simic to drive us to ruin. Well maybe not the first, but the first to succesfully do it."

He turns to Clancy and looks him over "what about your own people? you've clearly left them behind. Where are you from? what brought you here?"
 
Kathalyna enters the story...

Kathalyna opened the windows of her small dank room, located right under the rooftop of Ludmilla’s brothel. Still naked, she stretched and yawned, exposing her gorgeous shemale body to the World in all of its glory. She basked in Gradzlata’s air, taking in the sensory storm that was the infamous Red Light District. The sounds of merchants peddling their wares, drunk ruffians brawling, and the constant moaning of her beloved coworkers at Ludmilla’s. Yenafir, her downstairs neighbor, was getting absolutely ravaged right now. Probably one of her City guard regulars. She only picked the most muscular and well endowed ones, too. She'd even shared a couple of them with Kathalyna before. And they had certainly not disappointed.
She loved the smell of street food, perfume, sweat, alcohol and cum in the morning, too.
As the sultry Half Elf stared at Gradzlata’s skyline, and the Demonska Planina in the horizon, letting a cool breeze flow through her silky crimson hair, and caress her face, lips, breasts, hips, and cock, she closed her eyes, and let the Western Wind gently make love to her, enveloping her in its refreshing aura.
Her thick, smooth member hardened a bit, gently being woken up by Mother Nature Herself. And as usual, she heard the Demigoddess’s voice in her head whispering, lovingly and passionately…”Go forth and spread the Love”. Kathalyna’s eyes glowed bright blue for a short moment, and a massive wave of pleasure engulfed her, causing her throbbing cock to harden even more, as her divine powers replenished themselves, giving her the ability to channel the Demigoddess’s sexual energy to heal and protect people against those who would judge and shame.
She was on the verge of climax, when she heard voices coming from downstairs. A small crowd had gathered in the street below. Half of the crowd seemed aroused, but the other half seemed angry, and was shouting insults at her…she sighed…the usual Moralizing morning mob.
“Cover yourself, you wretched Tranny! The Gods shall punish you for your debauchery! Someone arrest this…man…woman, whatever she or he is!”
As usual, Kathalyna just laughed, and started stroking her cock at them…
“Oh, yesss!! Please degrade me, treat me like the fucking whore that I am! I love it! Aaaaaagh!! I’m gonna cuuuuum!!!”
The mob shouted and started fleeing, as she unleashes a thick healthy load of semen onto the pavement below, from her window, laughing wholeheartedly. After a while, she regained her composure...
She felt a pair of strong hands on her shoulders, delicately sliding down towards her hips, and a delightful growing bulge pressing up against her soft, plump ass…She had almost forgotten about the town executioner she had scored the night before. Who would have known this stern, brutal man was actually so sensitive and freaky in bed? Such a shame they were not allowed to marry and have children. Still waking up from his sex-induced coma, he grabbed her gently from behind, took a sip from his ale mug, and handed it to her. It was still miraculously cool, and revitalizing.
“What was that mob shouting at you for?”
She smiled, and slowly started rubbing her smooth thick ass against his growing cock, quickly helping it get rock hard…
“Nothing…thanks for last night by the way, you were truly amazing! Let me give you a little extra treat before I send you home…”
She shut the window, then turned around, squatted down and wrapped her plump lips around his already dripping, meaty member. She went faster and faster, until he exploded uncontrollably deep inside her throat. Cum was always her favorite meal…
 
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Gradzlata's brothel's were famous, as a port city and one utterly depending on trade for almost everything, but indeed some taboo against certain expressions of sexuality remained. The goddess herself in ways quietly encouraged it, as having safe taboos allowed some to engage in the risque without any risk, but still to those afflicted by the moralizing of the crowd life was not easy.

After Kath dressed and headed down to begind the day, Ludmilla stopped her in the hall "you think I don't hear the crowd in the morning?" she rolls her eyes at Kath "this is a brothel of some repute, and not some dockside barn where a man gets to look at your tits for a copper. you keep the blinds shut or your clothes on. If people want to gawk at your goods they can come in and pay for the privilage." she snaps her fan, the motion Ludmilla used to punctuate her irritation "you're on the bar this morning, until you show me you know how to wheedle a coin out of a man before he gets what he wants"

Ever practical, Ludmilla did seem to have a way of finding fault with a girl when the morning barman wasn't on time. Or a maid. Or whatever happened to need to be done at the moment. Despite the early hour, a few guards were in the main room, playing cards as they waited for their masters to have an early romp before meetings, or end a very late night which had spilled into morning. At the bar was a man eating some eggs and a woman looking bored around the room, fingers toying idly with the hilt of a dagger.
 
Andrej shrugs "boring because you know it. I'm sure that racing horses and ships and living a life of indolent adventure is boring, but there's always someone fascinated by it. He shrugs "I am fascinated by doing... by accomplishing something. By building something" he turns red "i ...thought... that Felicia and I were building something" he shifts a bit, uncomfotable "I know that I'm a fool. I just want.. people to want me because of who I am and not because of my lands or purse. I always thought if i could just find a good woman and disappear off somewhere with a simple job life would be all figured out"

He stares down at Kasia, who gestures them forward, but presses a finger to her lips asking them to be quiet. in the dist ahead of her are drag marks and some foot marks of an unbooted human foot. "this doesn't seem good" she whispers, then gestures to a hole in the wall leading deeper into the catacombs "though if we're lucky they get caught in the spear trap"
 
For Karina

As jon cuts wood, he notes the tracks of some great beast that had been prwling around the woodpile the night before. Like the wolf in his camp, the paws seemed too large for a natural creature, and the impression in the mud made it clear that it weighed much more than a normal wolf. Also, in the light of day the scratches on the barn door looked deep, deeper than an animal could have caused.

Jon keeps his sword and shield near by the front door of Karina's home, so he can lessen the trip of cut fire wood for Karina to use. Jon works fast as he has been cutting fire wood for years and is skilled at it. Each sting Jon lifts the axe up to his neck level before pulling it down hard to hit the wood near the centerish area of each log part. Jon works quietly other then the sound of the axe meeting the wood.

Jon makes a note to him self later to ask Karina if that is a normal size scratch marks, and Jon to be on alert to night if the animal comes back.
 
Kath starts bartending...

Kathalyna giggled softly as Madame Ludmilla scowled her. Their clash of sexual philosophy had always made their relationship interesting, to say the least. Also, Ludmilla never considered the amount of free advertising Kath did for her, and her establishment. She didn’t just work there like the other girls…she was right where the Multiverse wanted her to be. She actually BELIEVED in Ludmilla’s establishment, and the way she ran it. Sure, it wasn’t the fanciest brothel in town, but it was by far the funnest, and one where the management team actually retained a smidgen of integrity, and showed respect to their workers. The patrons were mostly honest, and most of the workers were actually clean and disease free (thanks to Kathalyna).
She adjusted her blue leather corset, making sure her cleavage was in perfect view, quickly tied her long red hair in a ponytail, using an old piece of black lace, revealing her pointy elvish ears, adorned with wide delicate silver hoops.
“Yes Madame! Hihi...I love being behind the bar!”
She strutted up to the bar, swaying her perfect curvy hips, and round juicy butt cheeks, almost bursting out of her red silk microskirt, her long smooth legs dancing across the wooden floor despite her shiny red stilleto high heels. She madesure all the guards in the tavern could see her...
As she reached the bar, she brushed delicately against the man eating his eggs, stroking his hair briefly.
“Good morning honey, Bon Appetit! Just let me know if you need anything, okay? Drinks, hot sauce, extra bacon, a blowjob…I got you covered!”
She gets behind the bar, and starts diligently making sure everything is in place, then starts wiping down dirty glasses and the counter, making sure to wiggle and expose her luscious tits and ass as she does so…
Every eye contact is met with a warm smile and an inviting wink. She finally turns to the woman twirling a dagger in her hand, seemingly bored out of her mind…
“Why hello there…you seem so bored, can I interest you in some entertainment? I always make it a quest of mine to ensure all of our guests are fully satisfied…”
 
Andrej inspects the stonework "I think this is new..." he trails off a bit"the tracks go only one way and new dust hasn't filled in"

Kasia agrees, but nods to clancy "if you see anything, kill it"

She draws two shortswords and moves behind Andrej "Time to earn your keep, rich boy"

Andrej sighs and moves ahead, shining mace casting illumination into the crypt beyond. Ahead they can see the figure of an old woman lifting ancient bones and gnawing at them, then throwing the fleshless skeletons away in disgust.
 
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Karina sighs "The wolves.. there's something in the mountain that changes them. Nobody here will let their livestock out at night, for fear whatever changes the beasts will change the livestock as well. when they die, they turn into a mist. you saw this yes?" she crosses her arms under her ample chest, regarding the scratches "i was going to let you sleep in the house tonight but I think i'd like you to keep watch for wahtever this thing is. It's best that it dies before it causes any real damage, don't you think?"
 
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The woman grins a little "I'm not sure you have what I'd be interested in, sugar" she arches an eyebrow at Kath's outrageous clothing, most in the place wearing tunics and the whores longer dresses "though I think there's a lot here that might like a piece of that" she smiles and turns her attention back to the room, though she continues talking with Kathalyna "Besides I'm not a guest. I'm waiting on a guest. The right honorable magistrate Konrad is here taking the edge off."

It was hardly a secret Konrad haad a standing wednesday morning appointment with Felicia. Wednesday was the day he announced his decisions and generally he got into the mood to dispense justice with a little calisthenics of sorts. Having a bodyguard for his visit was entirely new though.

"I'll have a glass of water with a splash of wine in it for flavor though, if you would. Do you have a Vranac? that's my favorite."
 
Yes I did see that myst go into the water when I killed the wolf next to the river bank. Would you feel safer with me in the barn or in the house? I don't mind sleeping in the barn, but will ever sleep where I can be the best service to you.


What is in Jons head....
Jon did notices how her breasts look more fuller then what they where and is enjoying the view tho he is not saying anything about her breasts while trying to keep his eyes on her face. Tho a good looking woman like her, it is hard not to check her out and admire her beauty.
 
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the creature turns and snarls, revealing a half ruined face and long pointed teeth. it bursts towards them with remarkable speed, but clancy can see the acid eating its way through the thin skin of the woman's chest and through her bones and the rags covering her body, doing its job well. it slashes for Andrej, claws skitering across his shield.

The boy lifts his mace and smashes it into the ribs, already weakened by clancy's spell. he drives right through, revealing the cavernous ruin of its chest. it teeters, but digs its claws into his arm in response. Andrej freezes and Kasia hisses "ghoul. they paralyze with a touch" she rolls behind the beast, slashing its achilles with a shortsword. despite the blow it remains erect, though clancy's spell is eating through the back of it, continuing to make its way through the corpse.
 
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The widow looks him over "in all seriousness if it eats my cows ill be joining you on the road" She gives a nervous smile "please... take the night here. kill it if it comes back. Some seasons are worse than others for the monsters on the mountain" She looks back to the house "when you've dispatched it, come find me and ill give you a proper bed to lie in"
 
Jon dose like the idea of getting a bed to sleep in. Jon says "Ok I will be on guard then tonight using my self as bait then. Can't have you losing everything to them. Tho I can't say I would mind the company." (Jon lets his eyes roam a bit over her body, so she can see he is checking her out. With the playful teasing they have done yesterday) Jon smiles and says "I would be open to getting some schooling how from being viewed as farm hand boy to farm man, if I found a place to call home long term."
 
Kath and the bodyguard woman

Kath chuckles as the woman says she doesn’t have what she’d be looking for. She mixes her drink, and adds just a couple of mint leaves and goodberries to sweeten it. An old trick from the Wood Elves. She pushes it towards the woman, smiling.
“Oh many men here don’t have what it takes to handle ME…or they do, but they just can’t admit it publicly…it’s okay, though, I have my niche, and my… crowd”
Her voice lowers to a whisper, and she leans forward, her smile broadening.
“You know, if you want, there’s a place right around the corner called “Les Beaux”, I actually know a lot of girls there. We hang out all the time. I’m sure Helga would have just the thing for you. Just tell her Kath sent you, and she might even give you a discount, hihi!”
As the woman mentions she is Lord Konrad’s bodyguard (or hints at it), Kath is genuinely surprised. Still whispering (as to not publicly point her out), her eyes widen.
“You’re Lord Konrad’s bodyguard? Impressive! He only hires the best warriors around! Remind me not to mess with you, gorgeous, haha…Felicia does attract all of our most VIP clientele, doesn’t she? Well, who can blame them? She’s got the ass and tits of a classic Imperial statue, and she can suck cock even better than I can…that’s hard to achieve, let me tell you…”
Her smile disappears for a slight moment, however…
“That is the first time I’ve seen Lord Konrad bring armed protection with him to the brothel, though…He must be paranoid or something…”
 
Kath (quick edit)

Also, as Kath makes the woman's drink, she snaps her fingers and casts "create water", giving her fresh, pure, crystal clear water...she uses a fancy glass, that she inspects, and casts "Mending" to repair a small crack in it, running her finger along it
 
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The woman laughs but her laugh is uneasy "well kill that wolf and ill say you're all the man you can be" she makes a sign against evil though and looks up at the mountain. "do you have a bow? my husband had a crossbow. Come up to the house and ill leave it out for you. might be of some use if the thing comes at you. you can perch in the upper window of the barn"
 
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Clancy's other shots tear the thing to pieces. it scratches at the floor, still animated, trying to get at Andrej for a moment, then the unholy fire in its eyes dies down and its claws stop their scrabbling. With the death of the creature Andrej's limbs come back to life and his mace complietes a swing that was in the making "Fuck" he exclaims. "fuck fuck fuck."

Despite being there for the boy, Kasia makes her way over to Clancy and kisses him, she wraps an arm around his neck and looks at him with undisguised pride "that was amazing. what you can do is amazing." she runs her fingers through his hair "you're... you're too good to be wasting yourself at Ludmilla's. God's above Clancy. you continue to astound me"
 
"A crossbow will be handy, tho last wolf I killed with my word. That is how I got my foot hurt." Jon says
 
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The woman doesn't seem to be getting some of what Kath is laying down "no i like a man." she laughs and sips at her water "that's nothing short of delicious. You should do this full time" she tips a silver, which is more than generous, sliding it across the bar to the pretty bartender. "As for his honor. I'm not as special as all that. I'm more... attentive than I am deadly. The goal is to see danger and keep him going the other direction as much as it is to brawl with someone" she doesn't look back at Kath, true to her word she keeps her eyes on the room instead "His honor is announcing a tricky verdict today in a criminal action. A volk married to a Ludowy. The Duke has agreed in certain situations, particularly in respecting the laws of marriage, to respect the laws of the Volk and Ludowy when it comes to their own citizens. In this case, a volk woman married a Ludowy. They were estranged, and he beat and raped her. Under Volk law, that's rape. Under Ludowy law, a man cannot rape his wife. So there's a question under Ludowy law as to whether or not he can be charged."
 
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True to her word, Karina leaves out the crossbow and the bolts. there's a ladder up to the barn loft and from there Jon can see a good bit of the surrounding countryside. In the bgloom, as he waits, his orcish heritage lets him see te shapes all around, though no colors or distinctions. still, something slinks towards the barn, large and appearing inky black, it stalks more gracefully than the wolf he fought, but is far too large for a common mountain lion. Still, as it approaches, Jon can see it lift and sniff the air, then hears the low rumble of a big cat purr.
 
Soon as he heard the cat purr, Jon takes careful aim at the mass. Careful to make sure it don't get to close to the cows, but also giving it time to move off. Jon dose have a good line and should be aimed at the neck, long as the dart don't get blown off course with the wind.

Jon has his shield down on the ground. So if need be he can hang and drop to get on foot and close if need be, or to give chase.
 
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The at does not shy away, and scratches at the door, When Jon looses the bolt from the crossbow it strikes the beast dead on. It should have killed it, but instead it yowls and scratches deepy at the door, scrambling up towards the window Jon is in, climbing tlike a thing possessed. it's yowls panic the cattle inside the barn, who start mooing incessently, loudly. The once quiet night is a cacophony of animal noises, and quick as a flash the bast is slashing at jon with one claw, its others dug intothe wood of the barn to support itself on the side.
 
Jon wish's he kept his shield up here with him, but the perch would have been to cramped by the window. Jon is left to use his long arm reach with stabbing thrusts to try and kill the beast. First Thrust is to the breast area then Jon lifts his sword up a bit and starts to stab into the neck area. As the beast comes into the window with the first thrust, his fallow on thrusts are with the beast inside with him.

Jon knows he could be in a fight for his life, only depending on his chain-meal/leather outfit to try and protect his deep flesh like vains and other organs.
 
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Without his sheild, Jon is considerably more exposed. the teeth of the beast are as long as knives and its claws rend the leather of his armor, bursting even sone of the links of chain to draw blood. where its jaws clamp on his arm, deep brusing leads to the feeling of the splintering of bone, though its a hairline fracture. the beast claws wildly, its eyes red with the hate Jon saw in the first beast to attack him along the river. Finally, as he frantically plunges his blade into the beast's neck it releases and falls to the ground.

A haze of malovelent blackness rises from the beast, which again shrinks down to the normal proportions of a wild cat. Jon's labored breathing is covered by the paniced mooing of the cattle, and his arm is on fire from the crushing bite.
 
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Jon kicks the beast out of the window letting it fall near by the base of the barn, Jon plans to burn the beast with some of the fire wood that is stacked in the barn... Some wood was cut small perfect for starting a fire, and then some uncut wood.... After Jon makes a pile of wood for the beaste he makes a few piles around the corners of the cow area to give it more light and also to help keep away more beasts if more are lurking around tonight.

Jon is pissed as his right arm he uses for his shield is hurt. (Tho the straps are at the elbow and wrist with the bite more in the middle)
 
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