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Through the Gate (DnD 5e)

Unfortunately, while the dog had been merely trying to gather affection, the poor, skittish runaway slave saw things differently. Zaltane gave a loud yelp as the dog grabbed his sleeve and pulled him forward. He tried to frantically pull himself away from the dog's grip, only to get his feet caught in his cloak and accidentally trip himself up. Anyone who wasn't utterly mesmerized by the two ladies fornicating might have noticed the beggar seemingly being 'attacked' by the dog.
 
“Whoa there!” Atrius gasped, pulling his eyes away from the girls at the last second to catch Zaltane before he could hit the ground. The tall man carefully helped the man in the dirty robes to his feet and clasped him carefully on the shoulder. “are you all right?” He glanced down at his dog.

“Odysseus, you scared this man, apologies to him.”

As if understanding exactly what the Sheppard meant the dog got a sheepish look on his face and lay down, covering his noes with his paws. The big sheep dog gave a humble whimper.

The tall man smiled at the beggar, then frowned, “I say, my good man, who long has it been since you had a bath? Please hold still just a moment.”

He chanted quickly, then puffed magic over Zaltane to render his dirty rags and unwashed body clean and sanitary. He gave one more quick smile. “Take care of yourself, okay?” He then turned back to the 'dancing' with a coppery flush on his cheek.
 
The two performers on the street get more and more intimate until finally they are interrupted... Nathaniel made no friends in the crowd by stopping them from offering they go to an inn. The crowd turns hostile toward him and more than one person attempts to knock you down though the sheer press of bodies is going to keep you on your feet. As Boos and rotten fruit begin to fly someone trips over a dog lying on the ground whimpering into a beggar who was freshly cleaned. The women quickly find themselves the cenerter of a few other offers and some grabby hands.
 
Oh but the curse of being gifted with superiority over others was such a terrible one. No matter how hard one would strive to care for those beneath him, they would always want more. For a moment, Nathaniel merely suspected that the crowd would resort to just giving him jeers (as always whenever he commits to charity and they weren't satisfied) and wasn't expecting the chaos that followed his act of good will. The wave of angry peasants soon washed on their space as if the mass were an angry sea. They certainly smelled differently, however. He tried to keep his face from wincing in disgust from being closely in their presence equivalent to a lifetime of busy holdings at court.

"By the gods I would certainly give whoever resides as governor in this damnable city a proper telling on teaching your subordinates about discipline!" he cried out though his voice was drowned by the angry mob. "Back, I say! Back away from the elves, you louts!" His hands flew from side to side, trying to swat away at the butting heads and create a path towards the ladies, along with his feet that attempted to dance through as he didn't really want to hit any of the poor people. Plus he's not wearing gloves so touching them directly would be ill-advised.

Acrobatics roll to see if I can 'dance' and skip my way through the crowd.
d20+5 = 19
 
Lucia did notice the commotion around them, which was kind of the point of the performance, but she's too entranced by Desira to care much about anything else. When Nathaniel, among others, offered them a chance to perform in various other venues, she whispered into the bard's ears: "Do you want to take this to somewhere more private?" she then looked to the crowd and giggled, as she removed her top and exposed her large, ample breasts for all to see. "Or somewhere even more public?" she asked and shook her body even more, causing her enormous tits to bounce around erotically. "I don't mind either way."
 
She didn't mind staying on the streets getting to know her fellow halfelf and performer in such intimate way or the fact that they had this amount of spectators though the offer of the human noble didn't sound bad at all. On the other hand the people didn't seem to like that, Desira would have done something to help the naive warrior but her attention didn't belonged to him.

The crowd come closer upon both loving women, eager hands willing to get a grasp on them while some voices made them nasty proposals, "I wouldn't mind staying here she said as Lucia took her top off, exposing her big perky orbs, a perfectly rounded pair of smooth breasts as large as her own. Indeed halfelf women have a great body, slender as an elf yet plump as a human and yet these two were something special, beauties among beauties and willing to give the hottest possible show.

Desira put her lyre away and took Lucia to a huge sturdy barrel and climbed with her, "If we are to give a show everyone should be able to see, don't you think so... um..." she realized she hadn't ask for name yet but there would be time for that later, ripping her soaked panties and throwing them to Nathaniel Desira let her hands caress and pamper the dancer's body in the tight space they had above the sights of everyone.
 
Zaltane was relieved that the dog really wasn't attacking him, or that his master was actually a nice guy. He blinked as suddenly his body and clothing were cleaned, as if by magic. But he didn't have time to dwell on it now. His little episode had gone unnoticed, the noble and the two dancers drawing everyone's attention. Hearing the sounds and proposals some of the villagers made caused the former slave's skin to crawl. He remembered when such things were said to him. And while these girls seemed willing to continue their performance, Zaltane knew that if this crowd turned nasty...

Slowly, he began making his way through the rabble towards them. Well, not directly towards them. But rather near them, while looking for a good way out he can lead them if things did turn for the worst.
 
"Lucia." was whispered into the bard's pointy ears as the musician led the dancer to the barrel. Given her agility as an acrobat and a dancer, Lucia had no problem at all with the tight space even as she explored Desira's body and let the minstrel explore hers in return. Before too long her hands were pinching Desira's hard clit and stroking the wet slits, while her mouth was licking the bard's two perfect orbs and sucking on the erect nipples. "Do you like this?" Lucia asked with a lewd giggle when the fingers of her one hand explored Desira's folds for the G-spot while her other hand fondled the bard's large and ample breasts.
 
Odeysyuss gave a startled yelp as some ass all but trampled him in his hurry to rampage over the fool noble who tried to hog the show.

With a grunt of rage, Atrius snagged the stumbling bystander by the neck of his jacket and pulled him away from both dog and beggar. For a moment, Atrius glared furiously into the man's eyes--all but lifting him off of the ground by that jacket.

Odeysyus rose and gave his master a soothing look.

Atrius responded with a slow breath, then let the man go at arms length, chiding as softly as he could through the milling crowd, "Mind your step, sirrah."

Then he pressed his way through the crowd. He graoned a little, wanting to enjoy the show, but the corwd was getting ugly. Using his height and bulk to his best advantage, Atrius pressed his way through the crowd 'til he was past the girls. Then he turned and stood behind them, squaring his shoulders and holding his staff firmly before him, glaring at anyone who tried to steal a fondle.

"Odesysus," he comanded--louder than the dog needed to hear him, pitched to carry. "Gaurd."
 
What a gentle gesture of the shepherd to guard them from any possible malicious attempt, Desira would have let her bra fall over his head as a present if she was wearing any but she never did, she would have to think of some other way to thank him, but that would have to wait until later for now her whole attention was only for her fellow elven performer.

While rubbing her own pair against Lucia's Desira started to gently squeeze and fondle her plump bosom, nipples grazing at each other hardening against the other skin just before the dancer bend a little to have a taste on her pink swollen nipples. The skilled hands of the moved down further exploring her lover's body while her own clit and folds were being toyed with, soon Desira's hands reached the dancer's tight ass and from there her fingers traveled between her asscheeks until she finally able to get a hold of her moisty pussy. "Mmmm I love it" she whispered back to Lucia before giving her a soft loving spank and thrusting her dexterous fingers inside of her.
 
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