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Slave to the Underdark Emotions {darkest_fate&KnightofLight}

Seten was rather enjoying all of this. Chastity was proving to be open for more and more as he played out this vision. He asked her if this iswhat she wanted and she never answered. All this while Bae sent her thoughts out knowing he could hear them even if he couldn't reply while focused on Chastity. It was a good point. He did want to confirm that Chastity was interested before doing anything more. He smiled as she flourished in the vision.

"Of course that's an invitation. The more the merrier," came the illusions whisper voice again as he cast the spell.

Seten looked at Chastity as she moved a hand down towards her waistband. In her version of the vision she was already decorated with cum as she was pulled to her feet. His hand was moving down right as she no doubt felt him caressing her bust. He felt the pinch and smirked a little wider. She was playing a dangerous game.

Tease like this and I'll ensure you get very little sleep tonight Chastity. I feel like there is so much I could...teach you. For now perhaps try more with that Mage Hand of yours. If you dare,

Reclaiming the vision he added more to it now. In the vision he slipped behind her. One arm wrapped around her waist and reaching up to her breast caressing them softly while the other drifted down between her legs. His breath must feel warm against her neck though the vision couldn't show that. His Mage Hand rubbed her breast in the same manner he was even as the last addition to the vision appeared. Bae slipped into view in the vision observing the two of them. Silently she seemed to be offering pointers to the vision's version of Chastity who was grinding her bubble butt against his cock.

Kar'zah looked to the wood elf who seemed to have words on her tongue but none to say. She spoke up and he nodded.

"Torm is a powerful God, certainly, but not mine. If you speak of Bane then I understand the misconception. There is much about Bane that is misattributed. Though he might be the God of Tyrants he is not one without honor or a code. Peace can sometimes only be achieved if people are led to believe they must bend their knee to a higher power."

He nodded.

Rilryne nodded to Bae.

"Those natural drow magics would normally come in handy but are they of use against your own people?"

Kar'zah's voice intoned that he didn't believe it would.

"I suspect that this will still be useful but your healing is what most matters to me if I'm being frank here."

"I, too, care most about that. Wounds suffered in the Underdark will not be easily healed by returning to a town."
 
I'm not so good at learnin' magic. they saw this an' were all like 'oh, hey, do magic,' but it's just so borin'! Chastity thought for a few moments, squirming a bit on her horse. The animal shifted slightly, seeming confused at why his rider couldn't quite hold still. It didn't help that she could feel that magical hand teasing her chest now, groping at it. Not that she blamed it: she had some pretty nice boobs. She pressed her arms together a bit, giving it a little easier access, though given how tight the leather was (it almost dug into her skin at points) even a magical hand would have trouble.

Was that... a drow in the vision? Given the paint splattered everywhere and the lack of muscles, it must be Bae. That felt a little more like his fantasy, so Chastity sent back: replacing poor Bae with the stern Rilryne standing nude, muscles bared. Her arms had hooked around Charity's knees pulling back to her head, pushing the tiefling into an awkward shaped "M." A collar hung around the blue skinned rogue's neck; her top had clearly been cut aside, left dangling like the world's most ineffective vest. That familiar drow form held her head up, staring into her glazed eyes, while he thrust an impressively meaty cock into a dark blue colored sex that openly wept arousal all over him. Her tail could be seen curling down below on the rest of it, as if she could pull it up.

By now, Chastity was visibly grinding into her horse, unable to steady herself. Turning herself on with her own fantasy was kind of her whole thing, and this little game was just amplifying it all the more... particularly since she was hoping she gave them ideas.

Right now, Bae was seriously considering stopping. The tiefling seemed like a lot of fun, and the warlock had this impish quality that reminded her of stories of Puck. But she wasn't quite in that loop (on multiple levels now), an she knew this conversation should be addressed. "I get the human gods confused too," she offered with a shrug. "They all have very similar sounding names. Torm does kind of sound like tyrant, right?'

In actuality, Rallathia had known better. The verbal slip had perhaps been her wishing; she couldn't fully explain it, leaving it up to the whimsies of fate. "I know of the code, else I would have dismissed you when you said your deity," she said, her voice growing icier by the moment. "Some people do not bend."

"I do, all the time," offered Bae cheerily. "And no, I'm pretty sure dancing lights won't do much against the drow. But my friends will," she said, gesturing around her. "They come when I call, and they can prove quite vicious. Nature wishes to be harsh, but roused she can be the fiercest of us all," she took a breath, as if inhaling the world around her. "Oh, but I suppose if you just need me to heal, I can do that as well. But so can Rally," she said, nodding. "you're a cleric of Rillifane Rallathial, right?"

Rallathia blinked. "Um, yes? But how---"

"Nature god," said Bae, which was a good excuse. She'd actually been curious about the princess who supposedly was both named after and then followed a god. But she wasn't about to let Rally's secret go.
 
Seten knew she was enjoying this. Her body rocked gently on the horse and he was keen to see it. He was certain Bae saw it too. This tiefling was a powder keg of desire waiting to burst. She was trying to make it easier on the Mage Hand but he wasn't doing more than replicating the vision she was having. Even still he was modifying it curious to see how she would react. Every moment that passed he waited to see what she was going to do. Her words to him mentally implied she didn't have much magic. Mage Hand indicated she had some prowess though. He smiled even as the vision changed and Bae was added to it.

It didn't stay liked that for long. Rilryne was suddenly there in her place. Chastity was being held up by the muscled woman while he ravished her. She seemed to be in heaven as the vision played out and she was given something she clearly wanted. It was in that moment that it struck him. He had lied again. Sometimes he was so good at it he even fooled himself. He chuckled at that even as he sent a minor illusion to Bae.

"Be ready," it whispered "your mind is about to enjoy quite the treat."

He waited for a moment after that to connect her mind to theirs so that Bae would begin seeing this mental vision of Rilryne holding Chastity in place while a drow Seten had his way with her. He was curious to see what she would add to the discussion.

Kar'zah looked to the two speaking to him.

"It is not difficult to assume that you follow the nature God. Many of your people do. It seems that the idea surprised you. Might you be hiding something from us?"

The half-orc leveled a look at her as if begging her to tell him she was. It didn't demand answers but it implied an awareness that he didn't actually have. This tactic had served him well before. Rilryne, not caring about the two lustful souls, leaned forward to hear what Rallathia's reply would be. Was there more to this?
 
Had Chastity... won? Because now she was mostly just seeing her own sort of mental imagining, slightly edited by the sexy kinda shapeshifting half-elf and probably amplified by magic? It was all kinds of hot, and she'd let her tail sort of sneak in, rubbing her lower belly a bit. She could still see all the serious types ahead, talking intently about something that was probably super important and pertinent to the mission. Well, she'd keep going then. Vision-Rilryne reached down, lifting Vision-Chastity's head up. she took lips in something that was almost more a declaration of intent than a kiss, her dark pressing against the tiefling. All the while, the other one fucked her with increasing frenzy. Vision-Seten lowered his head to Vision-Chastity's heaving chest just in time for her to roll against him.

But Vision-Rilryne was having none of that: she yanked Chastity right back down, effectively pinning the cute little thief. She was stuck between a cock and a hard place, and absolutely loving it, rolling her hips. Real Chastity was now using all her stealth (of which she had surprisingly little) and sleight of hand (of which she had arguably too much) to pleasure herself, a practice that she slid into nearly without thinking. Oh, she was ready for all kinds of things and---

and Bae was not ready. She supposed she should have expected it, since Seten had graciously been sharing his debauchery with the tiefling. But the sudden burst of the highly sexualized image came roaring into her brain, with the tiefling quite obviously being manhandled in rather impressive ways. Shouldn't you be showing this to Ril-ril? I know we do look alike, but I have several splotches of dye in both my hair and on my body, whereas Ril-ril has those quite impressive rippling pectorals... and my, Chastity has quite the vivid imagination...

"What are you insinuating?" Rallathia almost snapped, eyes flashing with that barely suppressed anger. "Yes, I'm a cleric of Rillifane, as Bae confirmed," she glanced over at the druid, who took a moment, but nodded, showing that she was paying something like attention. As Rallathia twisted, she thought she saw some odd movements behind.

"Do you have any experience with slaves?" blurted Bae, urging her horse forward. "I did. It's quite sad to see creatures enslaved that way. Though I suppose that is the way of many thinking races. It's quite the shame that nature has blessed us with such intelligence and we use it to deprive the will of others," a pause. "I suppose it's different if someone's volunteering though?" And people wondered why the druid was spacy: she was attempting a semi-philosophical conversation to interrupt a fight while also being a voyeur in an increasingly intense mental... foursome?
 
Don't go silent on me now. I can see what you're thinking Chastity. Do you think you've finished the discussion when I'm merely letting you manipulate things as you desire?

He smiled at the reaction he was getting from Bae though. She was thoroughly not ready though he'd warned her. She blurted out her words rapidly and tried to interject. It was amusing to see that while in the vision Chastity was increasingly being used. Rilryne in the vision pulled her into a kiss to assert control whilst Chastity was being manhandled. All of this was what made Bae seem to lose her focus. Now he could really go for something spectacular. The vision altered before their mind's eye. Instead of Rilryne it was Bae again and the positions were changed. Chastity was laying on a bedroll or would be if Seten wasn't underneath her. In this vision there were three Seten's actually. Chastity had two of them inside her alternating powerful thrusts into her body which rocked her into Bae who was positioned just right so that Chastity could moan into her sex. And, as Bae would see, the Seten behind Bae seemed to possess a monstrous canine cock, perhaps a werewolf's, that he slowly pushed into her rear.

His Mage Hand moved from her breast and, seeing that she was tending to herself, slipped around the back of Chastity seemingly moving to tease her ass if she didn't try to stop him.

This and more can I offer you.

Kar'zah noted the indignation on her face as he spoke and then the words of the drow who seemed flustered. He ignored the drow mostly.

"I merely imply that you reacted to something that should be worth so little attention as if it was incredibly surprising. Considering you asked us to reveal our secrets it seems only fair to ask if you have any of your own."

He waved a hand.

"I will not force or attempt to force anything out of you. However know that a leader who willingly keep secrets risks losing trust if the hidden truth is revealed. And on a mission like this trust is paramount."

Rilryne seemed amused by all this. There was certainly something at play though really she saw this as tension forming between the half-orc and the elf who couldn't look him in the eye. It was curious to see but fascinating to watch. She noted Bae's odd reactions but didn't intrude. Whatever was going on felt like it was out of her control but the other drown also didn't seem to be complaining.
 
So many Setens! Chastity almost gaped, mentally seeing the vision stronger than she did the world around her. Her lips moved as she counted, unable or unwilling to let herself be fully contained, even now. There was at least... four? And Vision-Chastity had a much more delicately slender drow with some admittedly quite colorful splotches of color along her skin. That part struck her as a bit odd, but she loved seeing cocks entering in most of her holes, thrusting in and out while she drooled, either from sex or mouth.

So, yeah, Chastity won.

I mean, the monster's not really something I'm that interested in? Chastity shifted the vision of the monster sawing into Bae, but perhaps only slightly. she replaced it with the burly half-orc, his muscles looking perhaps a bit burlier than real life, and likely a few more scars strategically dotting his rippling body. His member looked truly impressive, a thick pillar of masculine flesh, which he pointed at Vision-Bae's dark parted folds, showing the slash of deep pink that glistened with arousal.

Oh, I suppose I don't mind, really. Everyone here's rather appealing in their own way.

Hey, is that Bae? Is she watching?

Yes? Also... The vision shifted slightly, not so much the players this time, but the scenary. They were clearly in a field, but instead of soft grass, there were various mushrooms about to support them. The light overhead seemed to flicker into a strange motley of colors, several of which seemed to be coming from the fungi around. It illuminated their fucking, seeming to give it all an almost fae glow. It made the various Seten's look all the more fantastical.

Pretty! Maybe we should do this though~ And Vision Chastity wriggled her way free of her various Seten partners, while Vision-Bae seemed to be effortlessly released from Vision-Kar'zah's grasp. The two began kissing one another, arms wrapped about, clearly enjoying themselves. Chastity's tail curled to lightly slap the firm ebony globes of Bae's surprisingly round and firm butt. They explored one another, and seemed to turn to look at the various gathered Setens.

This feels like playing with fire--- thought Bae, and she wasn't sure if it applied to the mental tableau or the near argument the elf and half-orc were having at one another.

"I asked if there were things to be freely shared. I made no demands of you save for the one regarding killing, which we just came to agreement upon!" insisted Rallathia, throwing a hand into the air now. "You are mad if you think I would trust a mission of this import to a creature who serves a vile god like yours!" she outright glared at Kar'zah now, her hand drifting toward the fine metal scimitar at her side.
 
Things were getting more and more interesting. The vision morphed and now he knew there were more participants. Everything was working towards a delightful crescendo as modifications were being made on the fly. At first his version remained steady until the duplicate of him with Bae was replaced with the half-orc. It was rather true that Chastity wasn't into the monstrous aspect so she changed it but he knew Bae would enjoy that. He didn't shift the vision but soon Bae did making the scenery that much nicer as the two women were being teased. The vision of the half-orc faded and revealed a duplicate of him there instead. The two women were kissing one another and teasing one another before they looked to see the Setens.

This would happen sooner or later. Let them work through it.

Who needed a voice of reason? There was a false shimmering in the vision and the Seten's changed. One was a large orcish seeming man, another was a drow, another took the form of a Goliath, and the last Seten looked like himself in his elven form but he possessed a rather large canine cock.

You might not like the monstrous, Chastity, but Bae does. Perhaps you would too if you indulged. Now what would happen from here?

He did so love prompting more devious and wicked thoughts from them. Teasing them and seeing what they would say or do.

Kar'zah stared at the elf as she moved to draw her blade.

"I see you would choose the path of your ancestors. Are you who claim to be good so eager to draw your blade and spill the blood of a man who has agreed to aid you? One who has given his word and his oath to fight alongside you? Is it so easily thrown away merely because I possess Orcish blood?"

He narrowed his eyes but never moved to draw his weapon.

"Draw your blade if you must but do so knowing that you no longer posses the moral high ground. I won't even fight back."

It was calling a bluff. If she swung at him he wouldn't flinch either. This was a test of resolve and he would prove he could overcome this trial. Rilryne rode closer silently ready to interject and stop the fighting if the need truly arose. Her hand was on the hilt of her weapon and she knew she could move faster than any except perhaps the rogue.
 
Huh, in some ways, kissing Bae looked better than kissing one of the guys. Like, obviously not the same, there wasn't all that hardness there (which there kind of was with Rilryne?), but it looked softer, and given that Bae had to be partially in control of the vision, it was apparent that the dark elf at least had some idea on how to kiss properly, shifting to move her lips and pull heat from the tiefling. The Chastity in reality let out a slight yelp, realizing that both her tail and the mage hand were now working her. The flexible appendage had slid own the front of her own shorts, as if moving with its own will. There wasn't much room there, so it mostly slid over, rubbing her through the tight fabric. Mix that with the jostle of the horses and the visions, and Chastity was noticeably wet, nearly panting.

Which proved an excellent time to introduce something new. The vision versions watched the half-orc (still pretty yum) appear, along with the elf, providing a pretty impressive cock of his own. It looked... weird, not like anything Chastity had ever read or seen. What was that thing on the bottom there, which had kind of swollen a little?

You poor thing; you should experience all that nature has to offer. You seem to prefer having some manhandling upon your body... and the scene shifted. Two Setens were present, as was the half orc. One Seten was underneath the tiefling, with the pulsing canine cock from before, teasing along her, seeming to not be able to pull out. Chastity could see that bulge in bottom effectively helping to seal the cock inside her body, her sex weeping for joy down its surface. Above was the fellow Seten, his own cock a ridged, textured cock thrusting down into her heart shaped blue rear, each thrust dragging the unique surface along her body, digging that hole out, reshaping her.

A front was the half-orc. Two thick hands gripped either of the ironically horny tiefling's horns, holding her face, while he fucked it like another hole. Drool escaped with each thrust, splattering them. Ropes criss-crossed much of the tiefling's body, pinching her loose garbs to her, making her breasts more impressive while simultaneously locking her delicate digits behind her back.

Ropes are better for those that wiggle. Plus, no locks for the fingers!

Chastity let out a whimper in real life, then a sharp little cry---

First those in front didn't notice. The tension provided quite the cover, after all. "Your ancestors are the bloodthirsty conquerors!" hissed the elf, hand still on her blade, blade still in the sheath. "You speak as if yours are innocents, not a race that burns, rapes, and enslaves, all while following a god who would encourage you to do the same!" she was nearly trembling with rage, barely keeping herself in check. A fight between her and the half-orc would not go well, to say the least. And under that roiling anger, Rallathia knew that if she were to draw first, that is precisely what this foul creature wanted.

Of course, then there was that little cry, an outburst that was pretty recognizable to anyone who'd heard it before. Perhaps fortunately for all those involved, Princess Rallathia Silverwood had never heard what a female in pleasure actually sounded like. "What's wrong with you?" she asked, twisting to look at Chastity, who appeared to be trembling. "Have you taken a chill?"

Chastity was a little busy at the moment. Bae tilted her head as she observed Rallathia. Did... did the princess not know? "I would rather think it the opposite," was what she said, her own lips fighting a full smile, noting the utter fury in Rallathia's admittedly strikingly beautiful face.
 
Seten was intensely focused on the moment. Between himself setting the stage and Bae sculpting it into a magnificent piece he was impressed with the result. Chastity was slowly made bound by ropes as she was tended to by all three of the Seten's present in the vision. All of them to some degree bearing monstrous cocks that the vision of Chastity was quickly learning to love though the half-orc Seten in her mouth was proving that sometimes the mundane was just as good as the monstrous. It was a wonderful vision filled with little details articulated by Bae who made sure to walk Chastity through what she was seeing and what made it excellent. Why would he even interject at this point instead of merely passively savoring the moment until the tiefling's cry of pleasure, perhaps orgasm, echoed into the air. Unfortunately it was lost on what was happening ahead.

Kar'zah was ignorant, willingly so, to what was happening behind him as he moved ahead and placed his horse in a position to stop Rallathia. The elf turned to chastise the tiefling and Seten dropped the mental link for a moment with a little nod to Bae to acknowledge that it was done. The half-orc's voice practically boomed into the void of silence.

"Do not presume to speak to me about the ills of my ancestors."

The Orcish deep tones drew attention. Rilryne's hand gripped her blade tighter. She might need to use it. If this escalated then...

"You dare speak to me about my ancestors as if I do not know them. I am a Half-Orc. I hail from a race where most of my people are the product of rape and violence. I was one of the few born of a union that was not so terrible but I have met many. Do not think me unaware of the vile attitudes of my Orcish kin. I was raised by an Orcish tribe. Do you know how I became the Ironblooded? From the time I was three years old there were attempts on my life through poison and then violence as I grew older. I fought to survive in the tribe where I was treated as a weakling because of my human blood. My mother never shielded me from their violence only the poison. These scars across my face and running across my body are proof of what I have endured and continued to endure."

He stared down Rallathia as he continued speaking with fury blazing in his eyes.

"I didn't walk away from my tribe. I buried them myself with the help of Bane. And I was called to more. Called to be better. I am not forging a new world where the Orcs exist as a bloodthirsty mass because that is weakness and I have seen it for myself. But do not count your kin innocent. How many times have yours come into our lands and slaughtered them in the name of stopping their advances? How many villages have yours burned to the ground in fear of what might be? How can you call my ancestors vile when you barely seem to scoff at the drow who enslave, murder, and violate their own kin? You wish to leave them alive yet draw steel against me when all I have had the misfortune of is being born Half-Orc. Is it because their ears are pointed like yours that you care? Because far enough back there might be a common ancestor?"

Kar'zah narrowed his eyes.

"The next time you insult me for my Orcish heritage remember that only you are invoking violence here. I will not continue to tolerate your pointless anger. You wish to be the leader of this group? Then stop acting like a child throwing a tantrum and treat those that you yourself sought out and hired with the respect they deserve."

And then there was silence. Seten didn't move curious to see what would happen as the tension thickened in the air. Rilryne had her hand ready to move as swiftly as she could with ki to spare if she had to dart in the way. There would either be some form of reconciliation here or there would be blood. Something was going to give...
 
That booming voice startled Bae. She'd known things were growing tense, heard Rallathia's harsh words and saw the tension between her and Kar'zah. But she'd also been... more than a little distracted, both by the entertaining fantasy and the world around her. That shout left very little option but to focus almost wholly on the individual making it. She'd half hoped that the whole business between Rallathia and Chastity would at least distract, but she'd overestimated the paladin's apparent pride, or anger, or whatever in that mess of emotions was causing this. It just made the drow druid sigh: this just wasn't a good start at all.

Rallathia met that furious stare with one of her own. Her body remained taut as a bowstring, ready to be loosed, letting him thunder his excuses. As if his words could dismiss the horrors his people inflicted on Rallathia and the world .Was she supposed to feel sorry for him because he fought for his position? Because he wanted a better world, where the orcs followed a tyrant god? If the elves burned the villages of monsters to the ground, it was to stop their infection from spreading, proof of that yelling, posturing before her now.

Until she couldn't take it, that silence didn't last a moment: "I'm invoking violence!?" Rallathia nearly shouted herself. "You sit there with self-righteous fury, having repeatedly invoked your tyrant god, insisted that your brand of rape and pillaging is better than a previous one? You would sit there and bemoan the fact that I am the rightful lead of this group, the group I put together, with the plan I established, using the gold I am paying for? When you have done nothing but second guess every one of my decisions since the moment I began making them. And do not speak of me as throwing a tantrum when you are the one yelling and ranting like the brute you so obviously are, you hypocritical barbarian!"

Seeing that this wasn't going well, Bae mentally prepared Hold Person ready to fling it at whichever one of these two opted to move first.

"Did I miss somethin'?" asked Chastity, looking around, quite disappointed at the loss of her mental image and the ruined orgasm. "They about t' fight or fuck?"
 
He spoke his mind and spoke his words but they were going nowhere. Kar'zah knew that and knew that this needed to be solved she seemed intent on this going further as she called him a barbarian. She was attempting to get a rise out of him and she was close to succeeding. The amount of rage boiling under his skin was likely apparent. How ignorant was she going to be? He did not want the future that she accused him of. His God did not want the future she accused him of. Was she so blind to what he was attempting to create? There was so much animosity that he wished only to put her to death to quiet her ignorant hatred but it would achieve nothing. If he was to build the future he desired he could not merely kill like his Orcish ancestors would have. He needed to transcend that. He would bleed out those who stood in his path but not all those who fought should be killed. She drew no blade on him.

"I see you have chosen what words to hear. Allow me to make things perfectly clear to you."

He lifted his hand, the one closer to his shield than his sword knowing one would draw ire more instantly. Golden light glistened in his hands and then a pulse of magical energy flew out. All who were gathered here would instinctively know what he had cast and could resist it if they chose to. He willingly subjected himself to his own magic as signified by the light washing over him as well.

A Zone of Truth.

"Now then, let us speak frankly elf. Have the warlock dive in my head if you must or perhaps ask your druid to look for signs of deception. Whomever you trust I will not argue with. Ask your questions. For as long as this Zone exists I will not be able to lie. Nor, I hope, should you be able to."

Rilryne didn't resist the spell, for she had nothing particularly to hide, as it washed over her. Seten considered resisting but it would be far too obvious if he did. Instead he would have to be crafty if people asked him questions. Or he'd just have to teleport out of the Zone using one of his spells. A bother, really, but not one he was overly worried about doing if push came to shove.

"A right crazy bastard he is."

Seten smirked as he moved his horse closer between Bae's and Chastity's.

"To be honest," he said lowering his voice to a whisper "my money is on them fucking before fighting."

He kept the smile though he made sure only Chastity and Bae could hear him say that.
 
Naturally Rallathia recognized the spell. "I would sooner trust Baeeyl or Seten over this," she gestured. "Do you think I do not know this spell? I know it can be resisted, and that it only delivers the words that the speaker believes to be true," she shook her head. "What questions do you expect me to ask? You have made your position perfectly clear, and made me severely doubt everyone who told me that you could be trusted for a mission of this great import. Were we not already underway, were I not concerned that you would simply run and tell our enemies, I would seriously consider dismissing you here and now. How is casting a spell upon us without our consent supposed to make me believe you any further?"

"Is it kinda weird that I think he's hotter now?" asked Chastity, leaning toward the other two, but not even attempting to speak quietly. She also hadn't bothered to resist. She was beyond an open book, really. "She's not too bad either," her tail flicked, "y'know, pretty sure I'd do anybody in the party."

Bae, who also didn't bother to resist even though she perhaps had some secrets she'd rather keep hidden, sighed. "I knew we should've just all gotten naked and had a sharing circle to discuss our feelings. We probably would've avoided all this mess."
 
"Which, Rallathia, is precisely why I have asked you to use their expertise. If any of them were capable of the spell I would have asked it of them. Even still the spell can be detected on me unless you believe I am somehow capable of bending magic to my very will as well."

His tone was angry but calm. A more tranquil fury had come to him. An anger that simmered beneath the surface of his eyes and skin held back by will and little else.

"You call me a vile orc, I explain I am not, you call me vile, I raise my voice in indignation, you call me a barbarian, and I calm down and offer a solution, and yet you still refuse any sort of peaceful measure. I am offering you a chance to ask something that you believe will clear the air. I have volunteered to have the warlock dive into my mind. I have done nothing but attempt to extend peace even when you threatened to draw your weapon. Even then I did not reach for my own. So let me ask you this Rallathia while within this Zone of Truth. Is there anything short of killing myself that would earn your trust?"

Seten leaned back. This was getting more and more interesting. The fact that he knew that no one had resisted made this all the more interesting. He chuckled lightly as Chastity as she spoke.

"No, I can see why people would be attracted to him. Not my style but I get it."

He smiled at her and then Bae.

"Even if they're not up for that I would be later. Just the three of us? I'm sure we can find ways to share."

Rilryne heard their conversation and the one ahead but she inched her horse forward to move beside the wood elf with her hand still on her blade. She positioned herself at the midway point just slightly to the side so they could look at one another with her only being just out of the way but still close enough to halt any aggression. Kar'zah merely looked forward waiting for a reply. There was a poignant silence where it was clear the two of them were seeing anything but eye to eye. Both firm in their convictions. Both of them were so very boring. A cardinal sin of sorts with the warlock.

"I've had about enough of you two shouting at one another. Rallathia, sadly he does not hear you right now and does not understand your point of view. And you, Kar'zah, apparently for all your supposed consideration are incapable of realizing when you're making an ass of yourself rather than making a good point. And you don't even speak common well enough to know your own God's damned name in the language. So allow me to help you since you've seemingly reached an impasse."

Seten moved his horse forward and his eyes began to flicker with an otherworldly light as the magic flowed from within him. It would burn his spells for the day but that had never stopped him before.

"Kar'zah. You know this fight is pointless and you will not convince anyone of what you mean or your goals at this moment so you know it is best to let this be. You will, however, open yourself up to the possibility of her being right and that her perspective makes her more appealing if nothing else."

He flicked his gaze to Rallathia when the first spell was done and didn't allow her a moment to act as best he could manage.

"And you, Rallathia, will also stop this fight knowing that he will not see your perspective in this moment so it is worthless and counterproductive to keep the fight going so you will settle for letting it be. However, you too will consider that perhaps for being as much a human as he is an orc isn't so bad and that, just perhaps, there might be an opportunity here if you just open your mind to the possibility of something new."

The same flicker of green, blue, and red light that seemed to be ethereal and the magic was woven. The suggestions implanted in their mind. Almost instinctively Kar'zah relaxed some and perhaps they could move forward.

"Gods above and below that was tiresome, shall we all move along then?"

His smile returned as he looked over his shoulder at Chastity and Bae. Rilryne just looked to the two seeing the half-orc moving to get his horse out of the way of progress. Had the warlock succeeded?
 
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Rallathia was dangerously close to just letting the orc have it. He just. Kept. Going. On and on with his self-righteous proclamations, as if he was so perfect because he followed his god unlike so many of the other orcs. He didn't just not get it, but he seemed to purposefully, willfully go out of his way not to do so, and she was growing increasingly tired of having to continually defend herself to this entire party. Part of her was almost considering just firing them all and trying again with a new group in a few weeks, even though she knew that may doom several more elves to the untold horrors of the Underdark.

But before she could say anything, someone from the back stepped forward. She turned, expecting to hear that light, dreamy voice prattling on about some platitude or the weirdness of nature, only to see the slightly foppish half-elf approach instead. What was that he said about not knowing the god's name in the language? Rallathia's brow furrowed; she herself had just gotten a gods' name confused mere moments before. The common tongue sometimes translated her deity into the Wild Mother, or gave him a different gender, or a different field entirely. Was... was something like that happening here?

Wait, was that magic!? Rallathia opened her mouth to protest, but found it closing as Seten... said something that vaguely reminded her of what Bae had said, only several degrees more direct and less metaphorical. Okay, well, that---

and he turned to her. She felt the urge to fight melt away, helped by the fact that she agreed: it was worthless and counterproductive. Open her mind to something new... there was a lot here to take in... and she found herself suddenly feeling... experimental. She should try something wholly new, shouldn't she? "The entrance isn't far off now," she offered, nodding, "and we should be ready to change mounts and gear there." Fighting seemed silly and pointless now, so she just nodded and started leading along.

Bae watched this with interest. Things had been.. heated, to say the least, but there did seem to be a striking amount of similarity between the two, didn't there? Probably because both Rallathia and Kar'zah were militant followers of their religion who also happened to be evidently skilled warriors in their own right. But Rally seemed to be moving ahead just fine.

Bae leaned down, asking her horse to move slightly over so she could again speak to Seten. "I would have had them strip to sky-clad and discussed their similarities, perhaps with some physical affection or after chewing some weeds, but that did seem to work," she looked over at the others closely. "I believe that once this group gains some physical intimacy, the rest shall follow. Fortunately, your mind bonding has done that for the three of us,' she considered for a moment. "maybe you should try that with them as well?" She pointed ahead, before considering something else. "I should speak with my cousin; she seems quiet, and I have been negligent. Maybe she also remembers the spiders fondly."

Chastity pursed her lips, wondering again why everyone just kept yelling at each other. Weren't they all on the same job here? You know, free some sex, get some gold, have some slaves... or maybe she was confusing some of the order there. She was liking this potential plan of pairing off, though if she were going to have her first time be with just three people, she'd rather one of those not be Bae. The drow was cute and all, and sorta dreamy, but Chastity's tastes ran more toward the warriors. Just imagining one or both of them tying her down, conquering her writhing blue body was almost enough to get her wet again and---

'Hey!" she said, just realizing something. She reached down into her pouch and threw a spare bit of leather at Seten. "You stopped before I was finished! Bad form!"
 
There was so much tension that you could cut it with a knife. And they almost did but now he was here to set things right. Or more accurately manipulate their minds in a somewhat acceptable way to achieve the ends that were needed. Seten didn't care much for the semantics so he merely laid out his suggestions and allowed them to do what they would. It was really quite that simple. As they moved slightly forward and he edged back some he was met by Bae.

"Ah, don't worry. I suspect there is more in their future."

He smiled lightly and then nodded as she mentioned the intimacy forged in their mental connection. She turned to look at Rilryne and he smirked. A quick connection to Bae, easy enough to make, allowed him to send her mind the same vision of Chastity that she had woven before but now with Bae on all fours beside Chastity. The vision of Bae's mouth was occupied with Rilryne who was pushing her face right in between her legs allowing the angle to show Bae's increasingly wet face as she lavished attention on Rilryne. Another Seten, the fourth, was behind her sporting a thick ridged cock that seemed like it belonged on a Dragonborn as it slide up and down the valley of her butt teasing at more but not quite giving in just yet.

By all means, see if she'd like to join us.

And then he turned his attention to Chastity.

"I suppose it is but someone had to step in. If you'd like you're welcome to slide onto my horse and allow me to make things up to you more directly."

Rilryne pushed her sword back into place and allowed herself to pay more mind to what was happening elsewhere. The flirting between the half-elf and the tiefling was apparent and her fellow drow seemed to be interested as well. She slowed down to allow the two who had been enchanted, for she assumed that much, some space and pulled up alongside Bae.

"Are you well? You look rather...warm."

Her smile was, perhaps, surprising even though it was a small and barely perceptible one. She was keen enough to realize that all three of them were turned on by something happening. She couldn't assume what it was but she had the wisdom to know something was afoot and the thought amused her if nothing else.

Kar'zah, up front meanwhile, looked ahead rather than at the elf. There was still an undercurrent of irritation but it was fading in the face of something else. She had a fire to her. She'd argued against him and no matter how much he fought she had returned that with her own. There was something to be said for that fire in her eyes. It stirred something within him. Too many women cowered when he was angry or were generally fearful of him. Rallathia though had taken him at face value and proved willing to even threaten him. Perhaps he was seeing her in a new light already.
 
My, but Seten had grand plans for their first coupling. Bae found she wasn't really wanting to object, particularly as he roped her muscular cousin into the mix as well. How long had it been since she'd lain with one that looked like her? Oh, she loved to experiment, to have and be had by the unique in the world. But like drew unto like, and while all may look alike when stripped to their essences, there was little denying that Bae saw a good deal more of at least her physical appearance in the well made Ril-ril then she did in most of the others.

She ignored the overt flirting between tiefling and half-elf for the time being, and smiled at Ril-ril as she pulled up. "I am rather aroused," the drow freely confessed. "Seten has been including me in quite debauched visions regarding he and the tiefling engaged in all matters of interesting coitus," she pursed her lips. "It has proven remarkably distracting, and I cannot help but wonder that if perhaps he had simply included the squabbling pair afore us, we would not have had this irritating tension." She blew out her lips for a moment, before looking up at Ril-ril. "You are most striking indeed. I would love to paint you," she leaned over, attempting to touch the drow's stomach, "particularly here," she nodded.

Bae readjusted herself, seemed to consider, then asked: "Do you too miss some elements of home? Less the people, but more the spiders and the oh so interesting folk,' she paused, blinked. "Oh, that may be more for me. Perhaps you were attached to something else?" She considered, trying to remember what "normal" people were attached to. "A... family member and/or lover?"

Chastity wasn't sure if she should be trying to eavesdrop on the drow conversation or deal with the flirty half-elf who kept teasing her with kinda fun visions. They weren't 100% what she'd have planned for popping the blue-cherry, but she was still more or less on board. "C'mon!" she said, waving at him. "I can't jus' jump from 'orse to 'orse! I ain't some blazin' trail rider," she stuck her tongue out at him again, before considering. "Should we maybe'a focused a bit more on th' whole--" she gestured ahead, "mess? 'cuz they seem," she winced, "tense? I kinda feel like I missed somethin', an' I don't wanna be too far outta the loop."

At least things were calmer. Rallathia took deep, even breaths, steadying herself. It had been so worthless and counterproductive.... open your mind to the possibility of something new. The orc... half-orc, she had to remember the half, rode nearby. Rallathia knew they had only a little longer till they switched, but she could at least clarify one thing that niggled at her brain. She slowed her horse. "What, precisely, are the tenants of the god you follow?" she asked, pursing her lips. "Because I believe I may have been mistaken in what those are," and clearly the mistake bothered her more than not knowing more about her companion, but Rallathia at least wasn't directly saying as much. She had to make sure to correct this error like she did all the others.
 
Seten was a man who loved to indulge. Why would he not attempt to engineer a situation where he would be one among so many gorgeous women? Even still their pleasure mattered not even just in the abstract to him. His Goddess thrived on the pleasure of all so it was in his interest to ensure all parties enjoyed their time. While his replica of Rilryne was mostly Bae with slight modification to assert the muscle that the other drow must have it wasn't entirely off he suspected. Regardless of that he smiled at her until his attention was called elsewhere and he turned back to the tiefling.

"Oh, we're not moving at so fast a pace you couldn't slide out of the saddle and jump on mine. I'd have made it worth your while too."

He smiled devilishly before sighing when she spoke again.

"Don't you worry about them now. All that aggression is going to ind a different outlet. A more interesting one I hope. No matter how tense they get between the four of us I think we can stop either of them from making rash decisions."

Rilryne looked over at her fellow drow and tilted her head in consideration. Were there things she missed about home? She didn't miss the politics but there were exceptional warriors there. She did miss sparring with them. She had never felt quite the same connection to spiders that many did but she shared a sort of instinct. An understanding. They worked well together even if they weren't a focus for her.

"I do miss some things. I had a number of lovers though I can't say I miss any of them specifically. I do have a habit of finding skilled lovers wherever I go."

She kept the soft smile as the drow woman reached out and touched her stomach feeling the muscle there no doubt.

"If you wish to paint me then you'll have to wait. I'd be happy to model for you though if that's what you're asking. Unless of course you're asking for something more in which case you'll have to tell me more about what you want from me so that I can live up to expectations."

Kar'zah looked over at her. Did she not know his god? He sighed remembering what the half-elf had said.

"He is the Orcish God of War and Strategy. He spreads his wisdom to their leaders and is the reason they fight so well. Grummsh has done a great deal to harm my people with his constant warfare. While my God thrives on war he sees the cycle we have built and wishes to break it. For Orcs to truly be something they must create something rather than destroy everything. He is a God of Blood and Battle but even he sees the value in wisdom over bloodlust. He promotes unity and working as a unit or horde rather than on individual prowess. He is rough and violent, as most Orcish Gods are, but he has honor. Restraint where it serves the tribes best."

Kar'zah sighed before turning to her.

"You and your people have never had a reason to see my kin as anything other than monsters. I cannot blame you for the anger and rage you feel."

It was the closest to an apology she was probably going to get from him.
 
For a moment, Chastity considered it. She might have been able to make the jump, probably could if she really wanted to. But it sounded rough, and also like her having to go to him, which didn't strike her as being all that fun. What girl wants to chase when she could be chased? Well, besides Bae, apparently? So Chastity kept at least some distance, at least physically.

"Yeah, they're gonna 'ave ta get used to it," she agreed, bobbing her head. "I mean, if we're gonna have ta pretend ta be pleasure slaves an' all tha' bullshite," despite her phrasing, Chastity found herself giggling a little. The thought of being someone's pleasure slave for a little bit actually sounded fairly appealing to the curvy tiefling. She hadn't known when she'd stolen that pass that she'd be getting into something like that, but now that she was there, she couldn't say she was sorry about it.

She didn't quite know what to make of the warlock. Usually the magic using types weren't all that appealing to Chastity, unless they were, like, using the magic to make you feel good... which she guessed Seten did. But he seemed almost as casual about this as Chastity, and she wasn't sure if she liked that or not. Then again, it wasn't like she had a lot of sexual partners to draw on and compare it too.

"There are skilled lovers in the most unsuspecting of places," agreed Bae. The mention of modeling had her tilting her head, looking at her cousin with some more puzzlement. "Modeling?" she repeated. "Is that... posing? I don't think that's really necessary for the painting, but I suppose we could if we wanted. I would recommend lifting your shirt though: the paint gets everywhere, even where you're not trying," she lifted an arm, shaking it slightly to let her loose motley robe slide back, baring the skin. Several swirls and whorls of color dashed all about her black skin, curving up into the sleeve. Splotches of dye colored her fingertips as well, permanently staining them a rainbow of strange colors, with the hints of black providing a stark contrast underneath.

"See? It is worth beautifying ourselves with what nature provides," she sighed. "Were I not in need of protection, I would simply go skyclad, my body painted with the bounty of the earth," she turned to look at Ril-ril's body. "Yours would look splendid in blue," she blinked. "Oh, I had not thought much on the possibility of our lying with one another. I suppose it would be rather pleasurable, and it has been some time since I was with another of my tone. But it would probably be best for you to bond with one of the other females, as we are to pose as their slavers, are we not?" she pointed to Rallathia and then back to Chastity.

"Also, Chastity has had some very vivid visions of you. Do you think you are strong enough to carry her? She seems to have some weight on her, particularly in the chest and hips." She was tempted to reach out and touch or lick the other drow, wanting to use all her senses to better understand her cousin.

Rallathia's brow furrowed as she attempted to wrap her head around this. The translation had apparently caused her to have even more loaded notions about Kar'zah than she would about the others. She couldn't quite grasp the idea of wanting to break free from a cruel god's cycle; her own had always been benevolent, but the rest.... "That is fascinating," her hazel eyes widened. "So you believe in a subset of your pantheon that defies the traditional orcish stereotype in favor of something that practices restraint," she almost wanted to ask if this had been a longstanding belief or something more recent. Why had none of her people's books included information about this god? If nothing else, they should know more about their enemies to better combat them.

"The anger and rage comes more from your constant defiance," Rallathia admitted, pausing just short of renewing the argument; it would prove pointless, even if she was left wondering why, feeling the slight smolder of anger ebbing within. "I am used to being the unchallenged leader among my people. The blessings of Rillifane have empowered me, and I have thus had a record of success," usually built upon a nearly endless amount of attempts and work. But the last thing Rallathia wanted was for this orc---half-orc to see any potential signs of weakness within her. She must be perfect, be the embodiment she needed to be.

Ah, there it was: "The entrance lies just ahead!" she called, pointing. "We'll leave our mounts here to be picked up, exchanging them for... for Underdark variants," though she wouldn't be riding, not when they could be seen. Even a prized slave wouldn't ride. They should have a wagon of sorts for her and Chastity though, assuming everything had been gathered.
 
She looked like she was considering it. He didn't expect her to actually do it but tempting her was good all the same. If she did then he would know her desire was great. It seemed to be but she still held to her horse. He smiled.

"That's fine. I'd jump on your horse but perhaps that would be too bold of me."

He smirked with intent but as she spoke he considered her words. It was true that a lot was going to have to happen for them to become pleasure slaves. Of that there was no doubt. He looked to Rallathia and nodded.

"There will be much work to be done. A mentality to learn and actions to take. In time at least."

He looked back to Chastity and connected her mind to his once more. A vision slipped into her mind of him sliding into the sadle behind her letting her feel his hardness pressing into her back as he leaned against her. The steady movement of the horse sliding him forward against her while his hands moved. One slipped between her legs teasing her slowly while the other hand cupped her breast. He nipped and bit at her neck while her face clearly asked for more but he was intent on teasing in this vision. A vision of what could have been.

Rilryne shook her head at Bae's words. It was so very true that skilled lovers could be found everywhere. She hadn't even needed to pay for many. It wasn't hard to find those who were interested in a drow woman. Some tried to control her, however, and found themselves on their back with her dictating the pace. Men and women alike she'd bedded and the thoughts made her warmer. Passion bubbling up at the thought of it and now she was more willing to express it given the openness of most of the group.

"Yes, modelling. I didn't know you meant art like that. I would be quite pleased for you to paint me like that. I feel like you have a deft touch."

Rilryne looked over at the tiefling then back to Bae.

"I could lift her. It might take a little effort but it could be done. And you are a bit tough don't you think. Given that all three of you have been entertaining one another what reason have I not to join your trio?"

Rilryne brought her horse closer to Bae's so that they were within range of touch without much strain.

"But what about you? What would you like, cousin of mine?"

Kar'zah nodded as Rallathia spoke.

"Ilneval is a lieutenant who has led the Orcish soldiers into wars at the behest of Grummsh. I believe that he has grown tired of pointless war and seeks a better goal as I've said. I share that vision. It will never be a painless transition, too many Orcs and other races without will oppose it thinking it another plan to lash out and conquer, but I will see them through it. If I must bloody my hands to achieve that goal then I will and without remorse. Sometimes dark things must be done in favor of greater goods."

He looked towards her.

"It would seem both of us are used to being uncontested. Perhaps we should assign some sort of competition between us that will settle who would be a better leader?"

His tone was surprisingly light. It was a joke, after a fashion, but a challenge too. He didn't need to be in control of the group nor did he need her to cede it at the moment. That said the Orcish part of him yearned for command and he couldn't help but take even a slight point towards potentially getting that.

"But first, let us set up camp."

Kar'zah stopped his horse and moved quickly. He'd set up many a camp before and likely would again so it wasn't hard for him to start the process. Seten and Rilryne, for their part, smiled at the two girls they had been mostly talking too before moving to set up their own arrangements. The faster the camp was up and running the faster things could move to more interesting prospects. At least Seten thought like that. Rilryne was curious to see how the night would pan out.

And of course all the while Seten was linked to Chastity and eventually Bae sending them little visions of different ways they could come together in more than one sense of the word. If Bae asked he would even add Rilryne to the connection though he let the wood elf and half-orc focus on their own business. He suspected his mental actions wouldn't lead to the result any of them were silently hoping for.
 
Wow, those visions came back, and they got hot yet again. Chastity almost found herself whimpering, almost helped by the fact that she could almost sort of see herself from a slight distance and she was just vain enough to think herself pretty fucking hot. Oh, and she also knew full well what it felt like when hands caressed her impressive chest, ran along her body, kissed and the sort. All that she'd experienced a long time ago. She just had a knack for being interrupted at precisely the wrong time when ti happened.

Which kinda made it more boring than outright arousing after a bit? Chastity let her imagination wander, less purposefully altering and more doing it by accident. Ropes soon bound her arms back, tied around, pressed her breasts out. Hands slid out from around them, pulling a little, treating her almost roughly. There was some slight slapping at the fleshier parts of her, nothing heavy, but enough to get points across. Nipples got outright pinched, and soon she was squirming yet again in the saddle.

"She is distracting," agreed Bae, noting the look. "I also do not have a deft touch. In fact, I am quite sloppy, but that doesn't stop me from enjoying it," she shrugged, very much it is what it is about the whole situation. however: "It strikes me as odd that you would be quite so willing to hop in on something of that nature. Would you not be someone a little more dominating? Most of my cousins I have met are the sort who broke no insult... though I suppose we are both exiles from our people for a reason."

She looked down, then up. "Is there a reason you're close? I don't know if my fantasies would entail that. I would almost rather transform into something attractive.. a spider perhaps, and watch the act unfolding. I suppose there could be something rather lovely about participating, particularly as I'm not unconvinced that the tiefling isn't untouched. Her aura has one of untapped eagerness, much like our... leader?" this last was said as a question, her brow furrowing a little.

Well, if asked, Rallathia would certainly position herself as the leader. She had to admit though that Kar'zah at least had a little more going for him than she'd figured. She still wasn't quite sure she trusted this orcish god; he was still a god of the orcs, after all. But he sounded a little more like the strange, honorable tribes that she'd heard of more as myth and rumor. It still struck her as strange, and change never sat well with an elf, even one like Rallathia, who had been out in the world far more than most.

His query had her laughing lightly. "I think we already know we have different styles of leadership," she replied, "plus, I'm still the leader by value of being the one who put this expedition together."

Camp? Rallathia frowned. "I had hoped to continue onward. The idea was more to switch..." though as she eyed the giant riding spiders that waited at the entrance to the Underdark, she had to worry. There was a caged wagon attached to the largest of the spiders. Several sacks of supplies done in drow fashion lay about, including several that she knew would include the marks of slavery. These included the clothing, the collars, the irons, likely even material to put together a brand.

"We really should keep moving, unless you're overly tired?" she looked at the others. They'd only been riding a few hours, so she was hoping they'd be willing to press onward.
 
Seten started the vision tame and she looked almost bored. He chuckled softly to himself. It wasn't going the way he'd hoped but she was doing excellent in his stead. In her version of things she was now bound by ropes. He was being more rough with her slapping her or pinching her nipples. He could see she was getting warm again from the way she was shifting and moving. He longed, in that moment, to be able to do more than share visions but alas they didn't seem to be stopping. It was what it was however and he would always make do. As the vision shifted and she made herself get bound by little ropes he added to it. A little collar appeared around her neck and he was pulling on it. Tilting her head back so that he could place bites along her neck freely making marks on her beautiful blue skin.

She could still feel him grinding against her back but soon that aspect of the vision changed. Now he was firmly inside her. Every step the horse took effectively pushed her back against him letting her take him in before the next step pushed her away from him. A steady pace that was almost without fail. Not only that he added all the others to the vision. They weren't even involved in the sex now in this version of the vision. Every so often Bae, Rilryne, Kar'zah, or Rallathia would shift to look at Chastity being clearly ravished in the vision but nothing happened. Perhaps they were whispering or speaking but he didn't add words to their mouth movements in the vision. Perhaps Chastity would add them in.

Rilryne shook her head. It was true that drow rarely gave up control but the idea that joining them would result in a loss of control was amusing in and of itself. She did nod though.

"Perhaps so. I do not give control but that does not mean I cannot join. Merely that I dictate how and what I do. And perhaps I show you things you haven't even thought about. I can be quite thorough. And you would be surprised what my training can allows."

She let that hang in the air for a moment then smiled softly again.

"Deft touch or not I'm interested in your art. But that can be another time if that's your choice."

Bae seemed to realize she was getting closer.

"Considering the alternative is getting closer to the tiefling who seems rather enthralled or the two up front or simply moving away I'd rather be closer to you. Besides, you seemed to reach out for a touch earlier. I thought I would move closer to help you out."

It wasn't the full truth but she'd let it be. Realistically she hadn't had a partner in a little while and she did kind of want to cut a little loose. She wasn't going to be overly picky here. The only one she didn't want was the half-orc. He seemed like the type to go for control and she wasn't particularly in the mood to put him in his place.

"That is a fair assessment. Just understand that in the heat of battle I might yet issue commands. It is a second nature to me and while I do not fully know your skills I expect I am perhaps the most adept tactician and fighter among this group you've assembled."

Considering he followed the God of Strategy and Horde Combat it kind of made sense. At least in his mind it made perfect sense. Regardless she wasn't going to be challenged for leadership. He couldn't say he was surprised by that. It was more in jest than anything. If he wanted to wrest leadership from her he would need to do so subtly rather than simply taking it. For now that seemed like an idiotic idea however. And besides, he found her more intriguing now. Perhaps it would be best to just observe her for the time being.

He'd brought his horse to a stop when she asked if they were stopping here and resting. They had not been riding for that long, certainly, but as they looked over the mounts and more they would have in the Underdark Kar'zah turned back to her.

"I thought the plan was to camp out before going into the Underdark. Both to get adjusted to the new garments that some will be wearing, get used to the mounts, and to prepare our covers. Should we enter now and encounter other drow quickly I suspect we would not pass their inspection."

He crossed his arms in thought.

"That being said none of us likely need rest now either. Have you any thoughts on how best to spend this time without delving into the Underdark?"

His question was pointed to Rallathia. She was the leader and, to prove he was a man of his word, he thought deferring this choice to her would go a long way to proving that. Seten and Rilryne looked in her direction curious to see what she would say. She was the leader and this was, indeed, her call to make.
 
{note to anyone just reading this: I recently decided to revamp Bae's character drastically to make her more appealing to me on the whole; I will attempt to badly explain this personality shift IC}

See, up until this point, there was at least some haziness with regards to what Chastity was doing and experiencing. Yeah, the more "in the know" people pretty well figured it out: both drow being easy to pick up on such things and Seten involved. But as soon as her vision shifted from just being rubbed and teased to being outright taken, with all too vivid mental bombardments of a cock inside her tight, blue, virgin pussy, there was little hiding it. A little stream of rising giggles left the tiefling, and she let out a sharp squeal as she arched up on her horse, toes curling in her boots, body stretching, before plopping back down. More giggles trailed out as she ground down, the poor tiefling's eyes glazing over slightly.

Finally, finally he'd gotten the hint and given her brain more than even it could handle. She shivered down to her boots, tail curling about, whipping wildly, grinding and rolling in obvious enjoyment.

Was it awful that Bae was a bit jealous? The drow tilted her head, trying to figure that out, and as she did, she could feel the slight haze starting to slide, as if the tilt realigned her brain. She blinked, her eyes going a bit clearer, the expression a tad sharper. She raised a hand, looking at it weirdly, then looked around.

Shit, she'd been stoned again.

Oh crap, and there was another drow.... her "cousin".... uh, uh, Ril, her name was Ril. And they were apparently flirting, a lot. Fuck, she'd missed that part? "Wow, really, huh? "she said, letting out a laugh. "I'm pretty sure I've thought of, y'know, a lot," she let her mind drift toward those spiders, the visions so real that she swear she could taste their spidery cocks. She looked down, realizing that the drow had gotten closer and apparently. Fuck, she'd done the "let me paint you" line.

"Yeah, sure, I'm all about touching," agreed the drow, bobbing her head. "It's just part of free expressing life and how things work and everything all that entails. We should be allowed to, you know," she gestured, "strip naked and use the best canvas nature has. Though doing it on people when they're all amped up gets a little," she wiggled her hand back and forth.

Bae took a beat, then leaned. "So confession time: I, like, ate a shit load of shrooms before doing this, because I was pretty sure that Miss High and Mighty up front was gonna be hell to listen to? So I don't remember... most of what happened up until this point? The warlock and tiefling are---" there was that yelp, "yep, super horny for each other. Check."

Okay, so at least she'd wound up in a fun group when high? Not the first time. Though she could still sense some tension up front. Had there been some sorta fight or...?

"Well, when we're heated that's a different story," said Rallathia. "It's a matter of following the best course of action at the time. I can't see everything, be everywhere," she gestured. "And you are likely the best front line fighter among us... probably the best for general tactics as well," this last confession nearly made her wince. "I've... really only read about non-elfish tactics in books. That and gone against them..."

But yes, they were stopped and---and damn, but the half-orc was actually right. Rallathia didn't like it, and she definitely didn't like the look of her party. It almost seemed like the tiefling and the druid had switched dispositions: one was glazed over, nearly drooling, looking about ready to fall off her horse, while the other seemed surprisingly alert, and looking at Rallathia like she wanted to skin her.

"You---you're right," she stammered. "We, uh, we do need to have some practice, so as not to be... immediately discovered. I believe there was something about---about ah, my needing to---do... things," she said, remembering that she needed to be open to other ideas. That was her thought, right?
 
Seten felt like he was incidentally making a case for setting up camp at this point. Chastity, from the vision she was getting, suddenly cried out again and arched on her horse. It seemed like the tiefling liked visions of being taken best. He smirked as he kept his eyes, for the moment, on the blue skinned woman. She seemed to be quite enjoying the vision she was given. Perhaps there was pleasure for her in being watched as well or perhaps it was just her just getting her pussy filled precisely how she wanted. Deciding to play further into that he created multiple visions side by side. In one she was on her horse with him inside her. In another they were on the ground, her with her ass up in the air, and him taking her from behind roughly. In another he was laying down while she bounced on his cock eagerly arching her back and crying out like she just had.

He looked to Bae for a moment and noticed the switch. It was hard to tell if someone was inhibited. Once her mind cleared from whatever she'd done he could realize the last dregs of 'mental fog' fading away. It would seem she was not precisely as she had been. Interesting. Something to look into at another point since he was focused on Chastity right now.

Rilryne raised her eyebrow at her cousin who seemed to be waking up. She reached out and tried to place a hand on the other drow's cheek even as the woman spoke. She narrowed her eyes reading the expression and the intonation of her words. She was trying to read her and get a bead on her. Finally she chuckled after the admission, a first, and she pulled her hand back whether she was successful in touching the other drow or not.

"Ah, I see. I've heard of people doing such things. It's good to see you back to your senses."

She leaned back in the saddle.

"Perhaps you need this rest more than most. You almost seem more on edge now though perhaps those shrooms wearing off are to blame."

Still, all of them looked ahead at their leader. Kar'zah nodded his agreement in terms of his own martial prowess. There was much to potentially argue about but this was rather straightforward. She might be versed in elven strategy, and that would be useful against drow perhaps, but he had seen battle for many many years. For the moment, however, he waited for her to make her command.

"Ah, I thought you were more hesitant about that...training."

He thought about it and found himself even more interested than he had been before in it. Before he'd thought her attractive enough that it wouldn't be an issue. Pleasurable perhaps depending on how fast she learned. Now he thought some primal Orcish part of him would enjoy having her since she'd shared that fire in arguing with him. There was a sort of satsifcation to be had in having her now. All the better if she submitted to it.

"Then let us set up camp here. We can check the wagon and more once we've got ourselves situated I think. Besides, I think most of our group will need time to recover. The journey has been...taxing for them in different ways."

Seten smirked at that as he slowly brought Bae and even Rilryne into the visions he had been sharing with Chastity after sending both of them a little message.

Since it seems we're resting it only seems fair to let you see what our tiefling is so worked up about.

Rilryne, once connected, let out a little gasp and then smiled as she looked over at the tiefling. Oh the things she could, and likely would at some point, do to this girl were spectacular. She was already thinking on it now that she knew she didn't need to be in 'combat mode' since they were going to rest.
 
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