Xywel
European Story-Weaver
- Joined
- Apr 7, 2020
- Location
- Europe-ish
As he approached the site where the lovely Lamia had been sighted, Trevos Pravan took a quick breather, putting away his blade for just a second to take a look around. The Hunter wanted to be sure. His contacts had been clear it was a snake woman, a Lamia... more details hadn't been very precise, but multiple people had sworn that they saw one. But they were elusive like always. Which was trouble. Lots of trouble. He couldn't allow himself to be ambushed. If he was, there was no telling what would happen, as the stories both told of people having good relations with Lamia and leading a happy life with Lamia wives, but there were also tales of people being ambushed, fucked and killed after.
The events that led Trevos to this particular area of the woods were rather mundane, all things considered. Trevos himself was a confident glory-seeker and an esteemed mercenary, having travelled for most of the last decade getting his hands on whatever obscure information he could get regarding the ways of magic, fighting styles and trapping. The thrill of grabbing that sometimes ancient information and adding them to his growing repertoire had become addicting to him. And it was that addiction that got him into his current predicament. Or rather challenge, he liked to think.
See, Trevos had quite the silver tongue when he wanted to, that he liked to use to worm his way into any temples or abodes that he expected to hold the things he craved. The man could be found quite regularly at the taverns in the capital, drinking with friends while the guards outside stared at him with those annoyed stares. He just sternly waved back at them though. Trevos was a capable fellow and they bloody knew it. Even if he had a reputation as a bit of a hoarder, it wasn't a bad rep at all, as much as those jealous guys wanted it to be.
Still, even though his riches were many and some of the places he visited in the past were well-known daredevil spots, he made a point not to chase any lead out of his league. Except maybe this one...
Most of the time, we wouldn't chase rumours or go after any Lamia. He didn't make a habit of going after mere rumors if he could help it. But that evening had been different. One of his pals, Judos, had been drinking with him and drank a little too much. That didn't bother Trevos all too much. What did bother him though was the fact that Judos was challenging him to a bet after hearing the rumours.
Judos challenged him to seek the Lamia of the rumours out and try to lay eyes on her. And if he could to 'lay' more on her.
At first, he just scoffed at the idea, but as the evening went on and alcohol started to flow more and more, he foolishly caved and accepted. He would check the location of the rumours out, return and reap the 100 gold pieces they were offering if he would either succeed in catching a glimpse or if she just wasn't there. Easy money in his eyes. Get there, unleash all the tracking tricks he could muster to disprove the rumour and return home to drink on somebody else's money. Piece of cake.
That's what he thought when he encountered a series of hot springs with blooming trees, soft red petals falling around him. The springs were steaming gently, looking mighty enticing even though the entirety of the water's surface was covered, hiding what might be underneath. Weird thing was... it was underground.
But a moment later before he could question this supernatural sight, his eyes landed on a gorgeous ebony-skinned woman lounging in the water. He could only see above the waist, the rest of her hidden by petals. Taken aback, his eyes fell on her naked breasts as his cheeks reddened. Still, he couldn't keep his eyes away from her.
Clearing his throat to announce his arrival, he approached her and made a bow.
"I'm sorry to interrupt your bath, ma'am. I just happened to stumble by and was taken by your beauty. And well, I just have to ask. Did you see anything strange around these parts lately? I guess these hot springs are safe, seeing as you are bathing and relaxing your gorgeous form in them."
Smiling, he tried very hard to look only at her face and not let his eyes drop to her breasts or waist.
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