The Lady’s Hand (A Dickings & Dalliances Adventure) - (Closed Except By Invitation)

[Poprockz]

Arx shrugged, willing to indulge them for now. When they came back with the phallus, they would have to think of a different method, perhaps having the harpy fly it around. As it was though, she had nothing magical on her person so she simply watched as the elf did her thing.

It occurred to her that this was all rather odd, so she endeavored to see if she could wheedle out any information. Directing her query to the dwarf, she spoke conversationally, “Parden my curiously, but Rionne isn’t at all like I had been told. I heard it was bustling and lively, but from what I’ve seen it’s rather… reserved. Is there something dangerous I should be aware of? Perhaps a malicious magical item?”

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

“No, nothing malicious.” The dwarf slips into a more professional, less detached tone. “We have a missing person here, so we’re looking for any illusions or anything that could transport an abductee.” Now his tone is more polite. “So if you see or hear anything, let any of us know, alright? I assure you you’d be doing the city and the missing person a favor.”

 

[Poprockz]

“Oh, of course!” Arx agreed, “do they have a name or a description? I want to know it’s them if I come across them. I’m pretty good with problem solving, so I think I could get them away from their captor if I came across them.” She puffed her chest out slightly, her words not really a deception in a sense. Arx truly was good at problem-solving.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

The man looked over at his partner. “Uh, I’m not sure her name has been publicized yet…” He frowned. “You can probably guess by how tight-assed they’re asking us to be that she’s a big deal. Anybody like that’s not going to go calmly with whoever took ‘em. I dunno.”

The woman finished her ritual, and a light blue glow emanated outward over the four of them before fading. “They’re good,” she declared.

The two of them opened the gate to reveal a road of hard-packed dirt leading southeast from the city walls.

 

[justspitballing]

Sprite found all these comments a bit silly and likely not fully true. They wanted to find someone that was kidnapped, but yet could not provide the name of them and proper information. More was going on then what they were letting on, that much was clear. But, none of this likely related to Sprite and Arx. They had gotten passed the guards and were now leaving the city, that’s what really mattered.

As they walked out and passed the doors Sprite flew up slightly. She kept herself pretty close to the ground, but after all of that, feeling like the guards could be a danger at any moment, she needed the lift to calm her nerves. It really was a nice night, perfect for a flight.

She shot up quickly, looking well ahead, and then drifted back down, keeping herself before Arx. She moved forward, taking her time, but still ready for anything.

“You really are skilled with your mouth Arx. I kind of knew that with how you, dealt, with the tiefling, but your talent with the word is something we really do need right now,” Sprite said, glad to have such a helpful friend.

 

[Poprockz]

Arx kept her opinions to herself as the Dwarf spoke, finding that it wouldn't be helpful if she politely informed him that she thought he was full of shit. When people wanted to find a missing person or even a criminal for that matter, they put flyers everywhere and pasted their likeness on milk bottles. The whole point was that people wanted the public to be able to recognize them if the time came, making it so that there were eyes and ears carefully surveying everywhere the person did. She would know- she had been the cause of some of those flyers. Though... they had never known it was her. There had been numerous times she had giggled in an alley while listening to the guard take away some pompous collector for stealing something precious from an even more powerful noble, the man or woman shrieking that they were innocent. They were in that regard, but only in that regard.

No, this was something they wanted to keep hush-hush. Not revealing a likeness, nor a name, almost as though they wanted to quietly (or perhaps in a bit of a ham-fisted way) make the person simply disappear without a trace. Whoever they were hunting, Arx hoped that they were able to sneak themselves away if they weren't a scumbag.

Though she didn't run, she walked quickly through the woods with purpose She had to admit that it had been a sight to see the harpy fly up like that, and part of her wondered what it would be like to fly. Being a thief, she had been in some high-up places, but jumping between rooftops was very different from flapping those enormous wings and gliding on the wind. There was nothing stopping her from shifting into a harpy, but unfortunately her wings would just be useless appendages. That was the unfortunate rub about being able to shape into species that had more limbs- her humanoid form simply wasn't designed to pilot these extra body parts. There just weren't the neural pathways for it. Certain things about herself always remained the same: her mind, her wounds, her weight, and her true personality.

Sprite's compliment earned her a chuckle, though partly because she of the 'skilled with your mouth' part. "Thank you. You also play the roll of the bodyguard really well. I suppose you kind of are one, but still. Muscles and mouth- hopefully that'll be enough to get us through this shit," The woman paused before speaking up again with a grin, "I enjoyed fucking around with you too. Maybe sometime you and I might have a bit of fun ourselves." The changeling winked, not doubting that those sharp bird eyes would catch it.

 

[justspitballing]

Sprite slowed her flight and landed onto the ground. Her jab at Arx was unquestionably flirtatious, but she simply liked being that way at times. And since she had done some naughty things with Arx, she didn’t see the harm in making such a crack. But Arx, Arx took it as a proper flirt.

Sprite didn’t know how to respond at first. Arx was someone Sprite wanted by her side. The upcoming dangers they were facing were getting to be bigger then even she could handle. More then that though she wanted to stay friends with Arx. A lot of people knew Sprite, but a lot of people respected her out of fear, they weren’t really mates by any means.

That being said, Sprite didn’t want Arx to have the wrong feelings about her. She had never done this before, have to explain how she felt about others, but she felt like there was no other way. More important though, she kind of just wanted to tell Arx, to be honest about this for once and see how it went.

“Arx, I’m a harpy. When a harpy flies out from the clan, she comes back with child, more often then not. We play around with many, or we are supposed to, to spread our kind. We are more infamous for it then even orcs. Actually, I’m pretty sure the statements on orcs are just them spreading it around due to being jealous of us. I have not returned to my clan. I was captured by elves, that makes me look weak, and a part of me wants to prove my strength before I return, so I have stayed a distance from my clan, but…” Sprite explained, looking away from Arx and off into the distance.

“But that’s not the only reason. I would not be returning to my clan with child. I have never met someone that I wish to lay with. You, you look stunning as a woman, much the same as a man, but no matter how stunning you are, I can never see you with me, or myself with anyone. To make it all the more confusing I am bewitched by the sexual play of others. If I see you in the pulls of delightful and naughty play, the lust I will feel for it will rob my very sanity. But this need I feel is just to watch, not to join in. The harpy of my clan have a word for the ones that don’t spread their kind, they have a word for the ones like me. Shrew. It’s not a kind word, that much you can easily guess,” Sprite just said this all, like she had wanted to say it to anyone for a very long time.

“I tell you this because I do care for you and I would like to keep watching you be with others, just not me. If that’s okay with you of course,” she concluded, still looking away from Arx.

The road was starting to drift away and the trees to their side were starting to become more dominate. They were out in the dark countryside and Sprite wasn’t sure how this walk would go on.

 

[Poprockz]

She didn't really know much about harpies in general, so she listened with interest. A species that "left the nest" to fuck and get pregnant sounded quite intriguing. Though at the same time, she had to frown when Sprite mentioned them calling certain harpies "shrews." While she didn't know if it was her place to comment about another race's culture, she had to admit that the idea of looking down on women who weren't down to fuck wasn't acceptable in her book.

The fact that Sprite had been captured by elves was also not lost on her. Being that capture was always lurking around the corner for the changeling, she very much sympathized with the idea of being treated as an object to be ripped away from one's friends and family. While she didn't have the same ideals regarding strength or lack thereof, but it made her wonder why one's strength mattered when it came to getting back to the ones they loved.

Arx shrugged when the bird was finished, continuing to walk through the woods as they had their heart-to-heart. "I mean, if you just like watching, that's okay with me. I thought you might be interested, but it's fine if you're not." She flashed the bird a grin. "I'm not looking for life-partners, just a good time and I can find that pretty much anywhere. Thanks for letting me know your boundaries, though. I'd hate to make you feel uncomfortable." There was a moment before her eyes went wide and her head snapped over to Sprite. "Wait, wait, wait. Does that mean that you didn't want to fuck the shopkeeper?"

 

[justspitballing]

“The storekeeper…” Sprite drifted off as she turned towards Arx.

How could Sprite explain this? She didn’t want to make Arx feel horrible over the fact that she was violated by that orc. Being taken advantage of so greatly, it was something she would always live with, but her body had still wanted it, and Arx couldn’t be blamed for it. She had to still be honest, Arx was being very understanding and to try and lie now, well, there was no way to properly pull it off.

“No, I didn’t want to be with the shopkeeper. I wasn’t drawn to him, just like I’m not drawn to anyone else. But he,… fucked me so hard. My flesh caved to the pleasure of it as he had his way with me. That’s why I didn’t call for help. Don’t feel bad about it, please. I didn’t want it, but my body liked being violated,” Sprite tried to explain.

Her crotch tingled a bit and her head went a little light. She remembered cuming so hard in the store in front of everyone as the orc’s seed drained out of her body. Yes, she was being turned on by describing how she had been raped. She felt like she would need to give herself a fix soon. Maybe she could convince Arx to set up camp for them to rest for the night, it was pretty late after all.

 

[Poprockz]

Arx cringed a bit and rubbed the back of her neck, feeling a bit guilty regardless of the harpy dismissing her part in it. While she couldn’t really do anything about what had already happened, she knew she wasn’t going to do anything like that again with the knowledge she now had. Just because the body wanted it didn’t make it okay if the mind wasn’t willing to engage in the first place.

“Sorry,” she said simply. It was a genuine apology, though she didn’t overplay her own guilt. She was sorry, but it was behind them now.

With a sigh, she squinted up at the sky and remarked, “by the way, it’s getting kind of dark. Do you want to stop for the night?”

 

[justspitballing]

Sprite held back a smile as Arx read her mind.

“A well rested adventurer is an effective one,” Sprite said in response.

She quickly started to look for a close by tree that would be a good place to sleep for the night. Hopefully one with a branch that could fit snuggly in her ass. Her body was aching to be tended to. She got ready to fly up to find a good place to rest, but then realized her needs were already robbing her of her reason. She should be setting up traps or alarms before rest. This was a new and dangerous area. She started to look over her surroundings to get started on some security.

 

[Poprockz]

the changeling hadn’t gone camping much in her life, having mostly run within the confines of a major city. While surviving a few nights on the streets was somewhat similar, it didn’t quite have the same requirements for safety. So, she let Sprite set up traps if she wished, Arx’s own strategy to be unnoticed in the first place. Climbing up one of the trees, she settled on a large, thick branch that had plenty of leaves on it to shield her from passers-by. Her pack was tied to the branch, along with herself. Though she made it so that the rope was tied around her chest just in case she fell or was knocked over. Once precautions were made, she leaned against the tree trunk and sighed.

 

[justspitballing]

With Arx resting Sprite finished up the trap she set up. It was a very simple trip line tied to a small bell she hooked up to the tree where she would be resting. The bell would jingle if anyone tripped over the rope and she tried to hide said rope along some bushes to be out of sight. There wasn’t a lot to work with, it was one of her more poor jobs, but it was going to be the dead of night soon and the darkness would help to cover it. She nodded to herself thinking, ‘good enough’ and then flew up and sat on the branch of a tree across from the one Arx slept on.

She was a little higher then Arx and the leaves of the tree seemed to do a good job hiding her, or at least she felt so. To be honest, she wasn’t paying much mind to all of that. The needs of her body were over running her fully by this point. The branch she had picked to sleep on had a second branch just above it, short and stubby. She felt it wouldn’t go nearly deep enough for her liking, but it would calm her in the ways she needed.

She put her body down, lifted her skirt, and thrusted her body back, the branch sinking into her butt. She moved it back and forth moaning slightly. She of course tried to be quiet about it, but she still couldn’t help herself. She wasn’t stirred well enough to climax, but it relaxed her body and after a good six hard strokes she drifted off to sleep.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Just as the harpy was drifting to sleep, the soft padding sounds of small green feet were reaching the changeling’s ears. Unbeknownst to Sprite, her trap was noticed by the goblin, who quickly side-stepped it as their eyes swivelled around at the trees that seemed to loom in the dark of night in a way they hadn’t during the day. They wear only a tattered loincloth and carry only a sharpened stick, but their eyes are intelligent, and they catch the very tail end of Sprite’s rutting.

If Arx opened her eyes, she would see the goblin cock their head at an angle toward the harpy’s tree, and slowly step backwards away from their trees.

 

[Poprockz]

Arx’s sharp eyes looked down at the goblin through the trees and she soundlessly untied her rope. There was no doubt that the goblin had noticed her companion’s… enthusiasm for fine mahogany, and she didn’t like the way its eyes were looking. It had avoided the trap and seemed to be pretty smart. Engaging a harpy as a line goblin was basically suicide, but with a pack of goblins… there was strength in numbers.

Arx grabbed her tree branch and shook it, hoping that it would be rather spooky in the forest. Unfortunately for her though, the wind blew at that moment, making her shaking of the tree rather inconspicuous. Well, that was rather frustrating, as she assumed the warm breeze was actually rather pleasant for everyone.

With a rather impressive flip (if she did say so herself) she landed down onto the ground near the goblin, a somewhat irritated look on her face. “Now you listen to me, and you listen good. If you come back here, I’ll-“

There was a growl behind her that filled her with foreboding, the changeling freezing and slowly turning around to see what it was.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

The goblin was surprised to see Arx, but quickly resumed looking around to forest, until what it had been watching out for announced themselves with a low growl.

A wolf stalked out from between the trees, hackles raised and teeth bared. The goblin took a step back, just as the wolf’s two packmates flanked the goblin and Arx. The goblin turned and ran, tripping over Sprite’s trap in its fear and waking the harpy.

Meanwhile, the wolves advanced…

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

The goblin scrabbles to their feet, breathing heavily in fear and exertion. They back away into the trees, hurling a goblin-fist-sized stone at the wolf to Arx’s left as they prepare to flee. The rock flies over the wolf’s head, bouncing to a stop in the bushes beyond.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

The center wolf pounces on Arx, biting down on her shoulder, drawing quite a bit of blood. The other two rush the fleeing goblin with their fangs, chomping on air as the goblin ducks and blocks with their spear.

 

[Poprockz]

"FUCK!" Arx yelped in pain, those sharp teeth digging into her flesh with a ferocious lust for her own death, blood spurting from the wound. She hadn't seen too many wolves, and the ones she had seen hadn't taken notice of her on the road, hidden as she often was. The worst she had to deal with in the city were the vicious gangs of ill-tempered raccoons, the things more terrifying than the random thug one had to deal with. At least with a thug, you had a chance of talking your way out of a sticky situation. With raccoons... They just wanted to rip you apart with their little teeth and adorable little paws.

As a reflex, she reached down and pulled each of her daggers from her belt, one silver and one iron. The idea was that hopefully one of them would be useful even if the other was not, and she was always wearing them (unless of course she was engaged in a more sensual form of combat). Anyone who didn't sleep with their knives was just asking to be robbed, murdered, or worse. Her good arm whipped up and she plunged her blade right down into the wolf's eye, the changeling thinking to herself that it served that fucker right. Even if they killed her tonight, one couldn't verily grow back an eyeball. Due to her injury though, her other arm lamely swung at the wolf, missing it entirely. She let out a grunt of pain at the effort, her arm feeling warm and wet.

 

[justspitballing]

Sprite woke with a start. The bell was just enough to stir her, but the biting and snarling shot her into alert. She looked out through the branches and saw Arx bleeding badly from her shoulder, or at least it looked that way. It was dark out and her eyes were still adjusting, but it was clear there were wolves about, one standing right before the rogue. It was time for Sprite to do what she was made for.

She slipped her butt off of the branch she had been jamming into herself and flew down from the tree. Her axe became quickly drawn in mid flight as her blood started to boil. Anger filled her and she swung her weapon at the wolf that meant to hurt Arx.

The animal had already been wounded, Sprite could taste his blood on the air. That had a funny effect on a blood-toll harpy such as herself. The smell of a different creatures blood filled her kind with a violent zeal. Her axe swung true as a result, smacking into the animal and causing it to fall over dead before it had even known it had been attacked by the behind.

Sprite kept herself flying, that would be a great tool in a fight like this, but she moved her body in front of Arx to block the way of the two other wolves if they moved back towards them. Arx was badly hurt and needed the protection.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

The goblin, cornered by both remaining wolves, can’t retreat without opening themselves up to attack. They desperately stab with their spear, cutting a deep gash along one wolf’s shoulder.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

The wolf, enraged by its wound, lunges at the goblin, who swings the haft of its spear up to fend away the snapping jaws.
The other wolf, sensing unoccupied foes behind, turns and lunges at Sprite, scoring a deep gash down the harpy’s thigh.

 

[Poprockz]

It was a relief to see Sprite leaping down, the changeling feeling very grateful that she had such a ferocious companion. Using her good arm, she threw one of her knives toward one of the other wolves, but it fell uselessly into the bushes. The other was lifted, but she let out a growl of pain and dropped the knife right into the dirt. Her shoulder was in bad shape, and she was considering that she may even have to go back to town to get it treated.

Speaking of wounds though, her eyes widened as one of the wolves got Sprite in the thigh. It didn’t look too bad, but it was still a significant injury if they were going to defend themselves. Half of her wanted to slink off to the shadows to leave them to fend for themselves, but she couldn’t help but stay- she wasn’t just going to let them die by a trio of measly wolves! That would be utterly embarrassing to have on her gravestone (if she got one, at least).

 

[justspitballing]

Sprite was quick to retaliate against the bite. It looked worse then it was, but the sting of it would knock out most a fighter cold. Sprite though, she just plowed through the pain without a second thought. She swung her axe once more, but this wolf was more crafty then it’s fallen mate. It jumped aside as the axe simply hit air.

“Smell your dead brother on the air and back aside!” Sprite called out at the wolf as it moved around.

The threat came out of her with a lot of force, but so far the goblin was the one kicking the most butt of the fight.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

The goblin thrusts its spear again, cutting deeper into the wolf’s chest, and it collapses from the wound, heaving out its final breath.
The last wolf, alone now against the three fighters, steps back before racing off into the darkness.

The goblin, breathing deep with fear and adrenaline, looks around the forest with wide eyes. “Is done? No more?”