Wardens of Wildemount ((IC))

Willow steeled herself, then walked back into the common room just in time to hear Ulrich's comment on her and the halfling. "Now sir," she said in an overly dignified tone. "Yes I'll cheat at a round of cards, but only strictly within the code." She plopped down in a vacant seat, lounging as she signaled for a drink. A nervous bargirl walked over and Willow ordered a mug of strong ale. "And keep it full, mind you." She added. Willow flipped her a gold coin. "That should buy all the ale I can stomach and a pretty tip besides." And thus the oldest con in the book began. Oh, but it was good to be back in a noisy common room, gold in her pockets and more to be won.
 
Last edited:
IC: Jaena Pharstreider

Jaena looked down at the cards and began picking them up. She began reshuffling the cards. She had grown up playing card games with her father, mother, and their wagon drivers on the side of roads between Zadash to Nicodranus. Those times were some of her favorite memories as a little girl growing up. She hoped she could build more such memories with her new friends here tonight.

"Anyone want another round," She asked as she began dealing the cards to everyone who volunteered to keep playing.
 
"Only if the stakes..." Jon said, emerging from the hallway where he'd stopped by his cabin, pulling on his tabard and armored gauntlets, before buckling his sword belt around his waist, "...are our clothing, per Priscilla's suggestion!" He grinned winningly at Jaena, hoping she'd be okay with that. But he wouldn't mind some more time with Diva'ss or Priscilla. He would have to see where the cards (and Priscilla's and Willow's shenanigans regarding their roguish skills) led them.
 
Jon was quick to suggest strip poker as was Priscilla. Diva'ss took a look over herself for a moment. She currently wore thick, brown, working pants, nice hard boots, a simple white shirt with a light dark blue bra under it that you could see lightly. She was a very practical dresser and with her height compared to the other women, she was much taller, it was likely nobody would want to keep her garments. It was actually a much safer play to bet clothing then it was her gold.

Diva'ss looked over at the bargirl along with one other straggler that was lounging about. Besides for these two the room currently just had within it Jaena, Jon, Willow, Ulrich, Finn, Priscilla and herself.

Diva'ss smiled and then said, "we could use some private space, if you do not mind?"

The bargirl and the other gentleman were instantly charmed by Diva'ss fast friends spell. The bargirl quickly got Willow one more drink and then both of them silently left the room.

"Willow, I promise, I will get you a drink in times to come," Diva'ss said, winking at the wood elf.

"But now that we are on the very slightly more private side, yes, I will put down my left boot on this very hand," Diva'ss smiled.
 
Willow blushed, then muttered something about needing sleep and quickly withdrew. Alone in her cabin, she cried for a long while before sleep finally claimed her.
 
IC: Jaena Pharstreider

"Anyone want another round," She asked as she began dealing the cards to everyone who volunteered to keep playing.

"Only if the stakes..." Jon suggested walking in putting on his swordbelt, "...are our clothing, per Priscilla's suggestion!"

"Lucky for you I owe you," Jaena quirked an eyebrow at that but nodded for him to take a seat, "Why do you think you have to play me, Jon, like you did with that other girl? If you want me just say so."

She dealt them both their cards and looked hers over. She had two kings and two Paladins and a measley three of swords. She looked at him over her cards. "Since I've known you, Jon, you've chased after everything with a pair of tits. Saving me for last, apparently. Lucky for you I'm in a mood for a good chasing with someone who knows..." She looked pointedly down at his sword. Not the one hanging from his belt. The one hidden in his pants. "...how to use his sword to satisfy me tonight."

She discarded her Three of Swords and drew the Queen of Stars. She smiled to him knowing she had a good hand now. She threw in three silver pieces-some of her meager winnings so far in this game. "I call."
 
"I mean," Jon said, looking at his four Jacks and one of the remaining Kings, "they all had the option of saying no. So I suppose there must be some reason they let me catch them." He discarded no cards, pointed to his belt and both his gauntlets, and said, "Raise."
 
Last edited:
"I have not been chased by anyone. Saying that suggests I didn't know what I want. I was well aware that I had a fondness of Jon, and I think you Jaena can see why. He is indeed gifted with a sword and though I have no need for him to be only with I, it's more fun if he's not all the time, I do still wish to clean up on this game," Diva'ss said.

"I will raise a second boot and if I am the first one to get Jon naked, I will be the first one with his sword after the cards. You can join in after he has had his way with me of course," she then went on.

This was fully out of Diva'ss character and she was getting a massive rush from it. She was sad to see Willow go and may have to check on her later, but for now she was living this moment to its fullest. She currently had in her hand a four of mountains and a four of stars as well as three different card types that were all nines. She still didn't know if her hand was any good, but she felt like gambling.
 
Priscilla continued to just braid and comb. However her Mage hand grabbed some cards and the halfling watched as she drew a bunch of low cards. She shrugged and giggled." Seems everyone wants to see Jon naked. Personally I want to see some green" The halfling exclaimed winking at Diva'ss before she folded.

'However I fold, My hand sucks" The Rogue pouted as she then giggled."Still I do hope to get a glimpse of your Jade Butt. Also, I wouldn't mind Seeing Ulrichs' apparent trouser giant!"

Priscilla right now didn't mind just sitting around having some fun. It had been a long time since she had just enjoyed company without the overt fear of a double-cross or a knife in your back.
 
Ulrich continues leaning against the back of the chair, looking over the table and down at his cards "oh its a sight to behold lass. I assure you. Every time i look down and see it thrust up some boy's bottom or in some lass's mouth I think to myself ...aye... that's the stuff." he sighs dramtically "if only I could fuck myself with it, i'd never leave the house"
 
Jon snorted in amusement at Ulrich's comment. "If you figure that out, let me know so I can move across the continent." He gave his fellow holy warrior a sarcastic smile, indicating he was just joking. "Miss More, if you're not wearing gauntlets, the current bet is a belt or equivalent garment, and both of your boots." Jon's face revealed nothing, as he sat back and waited for everyone to finish betting. "If anyone calls properly, then I consider myself completely done if you all take me down to just my boots. Any objections?"
 
Last edited:
"Well, I have no draw backs to just flirting with one man or lady, but I still like to be flirted with a good bit before anything. How about then whoever is naked fully first must kiss the one who had the winning hand of that round. That is all that is needed, a kiss, but if more is wanted, then more can be given, but only a kiss is needed. That way Priscilla you may still get to see my butt and we are not all just gambling over one man," Diva'ss suggested a new set of rules.

"And with that in mind I will toss in my shirt and call!" Diva'ss said and put down her hand.

Was her hand any good? She was about to find out!
 
Jon simply started laying down his cards one at a time, first two of his Jacks, then the King, and then the other two Jacks. He had four of a kind, and he only broke his poker face into a wide grin once all his cards were down. "Ulrich, whatcha got?"
 
The Halfling looked over at Diva'ss and smiled as she nodded. though Priscilla was out she was enjoying it all. The long haul here was to bet here and there not to win but not to lose. Prolong the game see what everyone looked like without most of their clothes.

Judging by what she saw in the jade-skinned Verdan she wouldn't be disappointed. She then looked over at Veroe, and wondered what she was hiding too. Jon, well she did enjoy his naked aesthetic already, she wouldn't hate seeing him in the buff again. As for the other two men, well she wouldn't shy away from seeing what they were packing as well.

"That's a top, meaning pants or Top equivalent, ladies choice," Priscilla says having folded already and not having to bet or ante'.
 
Finn felt a pang when Willow told her story of losing her husband and child. He'd lost the love of his life to a faery wizard. Finn saved Sadhbh* when the wizard had turned her into a doe after she refused to marry him. They lived happily for a time until Finn had to leave to fight for his king. The wizard returned and once again turned Sadhbh into a doe. She ran off. Finn searched for a long time when he returned to find her gone, but never did find her.

There was definitely something going on between Jon and Diva'ss and Jon and Willow from the look of things. Would the paladin hog all the women for himself? Finn didn't find him any more handsome than he himself, although the man was muscular where Finn was lithe. He took more after his elf mother. Perhaps Jon had some love charm that drew all the women to him, damn his hide.

Then the three found flimsy excuses to leave the room. As if no one knew what they were up to.

-----

Ulrich's deep voice drew Finn out of his reverie, "... "though this would be better with an ale in my hand and a pretty girl or boy in my lap."

"I can help with the ale." Finn said. "Something in particular that you fancy?" He took the wineskin from his belt. His wineskin was part of his inheritance from his father. It contained a never-ending supply of potables. One had only to tell it what you wanted and there it was. If it was ever stolen, all the thief would get was vinegar.

Finn didn't understand men who liked pretty boys. If he wanted someone pretty--he wanted a woman. He liked his men to be men. Long hunting trips, being away at war, adventuring ... there weren't always willing women available. While Finn preferred women, he never said no if a man was all that was available.

He enjoyed watching the others strip and was happy he wasn't playing. The cards were strange to him and the game stranger still.

He waited to see if Ulrich could beat Jon's hand. Although from the look on Jon's face, it seemed unlikely.
 
Diva'ss slowly put down her cards to be seen. She didn't bother putting them down one at a time, or making a show of it as Jon had because it would look rather silly if the hand was indeed bad. Seeing the smile on Jon's face it likely was, but she hadn't bet all of her clothing, not yet at least.

She put down her hand, the four of mountains and a four of stars as well as three different card types that were all nines. If she knew proper terminology she had been bluffing but it had not paid off.

"Ulrich, what do you have?" Diva'ss asked. Maybe he was doing even worse then she was right now, who knew?
 
Ulrich shrugs, rolling his shoulders slowly. he puts his cards down, face down "i haven't got fuck all" he laughs and makes an "eh so what" gesture, reching down to slide his boots off "sometimes the gods arent with you. this is one of those times" he looks around at the others, then looks over to Finn "a magic flask eh? you're popular at parties then im guessing" he reaches for the offered wineskin "ill drink anything, really, so long as it burns going down."
 
Jon smiled at Diva'ss, leaned back in his chair, and said, "Well, my dear, looks like your shirt and boots are mine for the time being. Oh, and I did bet a belt, so perhaps there's an equivalent thing you're wearing? Same for you two." He nodded at Ulrich and Jaena. "Jaena, are you still with us? We switched the stakes to strip poker, or whatever card game we end up playing." He tapped her on the shoulder to get her attention.
 
Willow tossed and turned for a long time before deciding that she was never going to be able to fall asleep while she was lucid enough to remember Quin. A few more drinks were in order. She rolled out of the hammock and wandered back to the commonroom. She found the group laughing at something Jon had said. Willow grinned at everyone half-drunkenly. "Tad too few drinks in me to sleep just yet." She said, plopping down on the stool next to Priscilla. Under the table she made covert hand signs in the thief hand talk. 'Can I help? I've got cards. What do you need to beat Jon's 4 jacks 1 king? Don't know this version of poker.'
 
"Try my favorite whiskey then, Ulrich. Though it doesn't burn--'tis smooth as a woman's inner thigh. But drink too much and it's a kick in the head in come mornin'. Though you like like you can hold your liquor."

Finn sat back and watched the others lose their clothing. He smirked at their antics. If they wanted an orgy, they should just get on with it. The posturing only delayed the fun.
 
Willow eyed Finn. He was so much like her Quin. She smiled slightly at him and raised one eyebrow as if to ask whether he'd like to chat somewhere a little more... private. She signalled to Priscilla that she'd leave the cards with her. Willow then rose and walked around the table to sit with Finn.
 
Diva'ss slowly took off her two boots, one at a time, and placed them on the table, fallowed along by her shirt. Her blue bra slightly clashed against her soft green skin as she removed her garments. There was a slight chill in the air that fell down on her skin as she revealed herself. Jon had suggested she must part with something else, and as such she removed her socks as well. Her feet touched the cold, bare wood and she fully knew her next hand could end with her body being fully exposed.

But, the only real problem with that was having to give away a kiss, and most of the people at this table Diva'ss did not mind kissing at all. She decided to press on, the game wasn't over yet after all.

"I will take a new hand. This is just beginners bad luck and I feel that should be changing," Diva'ss stated.

The cards were dealt out again and Diva'ss soon found herself holding a hand of four different kinds of queens and one card that was a two. This had to be a good hand, it just had to be.
 
Jon, meanwhile, had noticed Jaena fade away suddenly after he tapped her shoulder. He was just about to freak out when a strange sense of calm washed over him, and try as he might, he could not have found a reason to be upset in the first place. He shrugged and smiled at Diva'ss as the next hand was dealt. He had a pair of threes, a deuce, a seven (not suited, of course) and a ten. But the point was to have fun, right? So he said, "Since the point is to enjoy ourselves, I'll throw this in for free." He took off his belt first, then his gauntlets, shirt, boots and socks, and set them aside before putting his cards face-down on the table and sliding them forward. "Fold." Looking to the others, now, he wondered who would make the first bet of this hand, and of what article of clothing.
 
Finn gave Willow a smile. Not his bardic smile that held the full force of his charisma, just his own warm smile. "D'ye like whiskey, lass?" He took his wineskin back from Ulrich. "If not, say what ye want."

He paused and looked her over. "Unless, ye'd rather drink in private..."

Finn hadn't been with a elf maid for some time. He had to admit, he usually fell for humans. Something about their shorter lifespan made them more precious to him. But there was something about Willow. A vulnerability that spoke to him. It made him want to protect her and keep her safe.
 
"Oh, I think a cup of something in private would be very nice." Willow said. He was so very much like Quin. He even had the same accent. And... dared she hope? Willow had married a human last time. Even if they hadn't been betrayed, she'd have long outlasted her husband. But this half elf would have a life span closer to her own. No. No, such thoughts were useles, she told herself firmly. She was only going to have a fun night. If it became something more... But it probably wouldn't. Just have some fun, lass! Willow jumped slightly at the thought that came to her in her husband's voice. Well, I'm more drunk than I thought. Willow mused. But she took Finn's hand and rose.
 
Back
Top