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Archon Vail on the Island of Wreclast (Causeway x Theris)

Archon flinches at her words "Yeah... and its not looking good, they cracked your stone" he says. "Fortunantly if we can kill them all we can leave this place... by my count we have 2 left, unless there are others I don't know about" he says. Then a thought strikes him, and reaching into his robes he pulls out the small piece silk, handing the panties to her. "These were at the top of the stairs, I would have gone back for the rest... except I heard your cries and figured you needed my help more then clothing" he finishes.
 
"Oh!" She says, realizing that she was naked, and making a vain attempt to cover herself. "Thank you," She says sheepishly, taking the lace thong and sliding it on. "Maybe we should start by trying to salvage my gear? I'm more useful with it." Based on her blush, Archon is led to believe that Giselle was attracted to him.
 
Archon nods his head, pulling out the satchel and tubs that he had grabbed earlier. "This is all I've go on me" he says, handing the items over to her. He can't help but notice the blush, liking the way her skin lights up. "I don't know what else you came here with, other than whats up stairs, and we won't be able to go back for those without dealing with this first" he says. He gives her a once over "Besides... you make a pretty good distraction like this" he says, winking at the girl. He walks over and searches through the piles of ash, looking for the knifes that some of the fay had been fighting with. "Did you come down here with anything else... or just what I brought down" he asked looking back at her. He was unable to keep his eyes on her face with so much skin on display, but he did make the effort.
 
Giselle doesn't say anything as she gets dressed, but Archon has the impression that she still likes him, a bit. With enough charm, he might get lucky after all of this. "This looks like everything," She says as she puts her gear on, and takes the sword he offers her. "Thank you." The blades are too small for Archon to use comfortably, but don't seem that dangerous, regardless.
 
Seeing her dress was gave Archon the ability to look away, though he would be remembering her earlier condition for a while. "Your welcome" he says, dropping the knife he had found, the thing wouldn't be useful. "Now we just need to hunt the little bastards down" he says, looking in the direction that the little creatures had gone.
 
Giselle's outfit is certainly not modest, showing off deep cleavage and with short skirt that ensured no one doubted she was wearing a thong, butt cheeks flashing as she stepped. But there is also a great deal of danger to her appearance, from the rakish angle she wears her feathered hat, to the gear strapped over her body, to the ornate saber she wears at her hip. Oddly enough, Archon notices that the symbol branded onto her forehead indicates she was banished for sexual perversion.

"Well then, after you," she says.
 
Archon deeply appreciated her outfit, looking her over once she was fully dressed. He recognized the mark on her forehead for what it represented, and wondered what the story was behind it. But he didn't ask, he knew that his own mark branded him a murderer, heck more then a murderer, a mass-murderer. Standing up he sets out after the Fey, trying to follow any signs that they might have left during their passage.

Survival Skill check 7, Tracking the Fey
 
Unfortunately, the magical nature of the Labyrinth makes it all but impossible for Archon to find his way out of it. Every turn reveals more maze, and he quickly realizes that the maze is constantly changing.
 
As Archon walks, exploring the labyrinth, and quickly realizes that there is no finding his way out. He has also seen neither hide nor hair of the little blue bastards, and he thinks that the labyrinth might be changing around them. "We need to change our tactics... Can the Fay track us?" he asks, wondering if they might be able to draw the creatures out.
 
Giselle laughs, rather bitterly. "Oh, I have no doubt that they know exactly where we are at all times. This is their Labyrinth, they rule this place. As it is, it is quite fortunate they were too distracted... torturing me to notice you enter, and hopefully with their numbers depleted they won't be able to turn the labyrinth against us."
 
Archon pauses for a moment, looking checking the various corridors around them "What if they thought they had caught us in a... compromising position?" he asks giving her a serious look. "Made them think that we were unarmed or at least distracted... do you think it would work?" he asked, a plan forming in his mind.
 
It does not take Giselle long to figure out what he's suggesting. "It is certainly worth a shot," she says, evidently not deterred. "Though, to be honest... I'm not sure how much help I can be in that regard. My... naughty bits are still rather sore..." Archon remembers how the fairies used pliers to try to rip her nipples and clit off, and the drill probe they used on her anus.
 
Archon reaches into his robes and pulls out a small potion vial, "here, this should help with that" he says, handing Giselle one of his healing potions. They weren't overly strong, but the did get the job done. "It would probably be better if you were on top, given that they know I can fight without a weapon" he says, figuring everything by this point would increase their odds.
 
Taking the potion, Giselle uncorks it, grimacing at the smell. "Why must potions always be so vile," she mutters, but gulps it down in one swig, choking on the aftertaste as her face flushes. "Ugh, and the feeling afterwards is never pleasant... but at least I feel better. On top, hmm?" she says, grinning. "Well then, let's see what you're carrying."
 
Archon grinned back and sluffed off his robes, letting the cloth pool around his feet. his well muscled and toned body on display, his cock on display. Though flaccid at the moment, the general size of the organ was still obvious, and it twitched, as though knowing it was on display, and began to harden. "Will this do?" he asked, giving Giselle a wink as his organ began to grow, taking only a few moments to reach full size.
 
"It will," she says, and taking his body, guides him down so he's laying on his back, using his robes as a pillow. "By the way, can you do that trick where you can make a woman's panties fall down with a wave of your hand?"
 
Archon grins as she lays him down, adjusting his robes so the he is more comfortable. With a wave of his hand, and a slight draw on the energy in his ring he causes hr panties to slide down of their own accord. "Like that?" he asks, a wicked smile on his face as he looked up at her, and up her skirt, appreciating the view.

Using bonded ring to cast Mage Hand, 5 lb telekinesis
 
Giselle blushes as she watches her white lace thong drop down, below her knees before settling around her ankles. "That's the one," She says, stepping around and sitting down on his abdomen, her bare cheeks pressing into his flesh. He can feel the feverish heat of her arousal emanating from the puffy lips of her nethers. The soft inner lining of her skirt brushes against his flesh as she leans forward, scooting back until her taint slides over the top of his cock. She looks down into his eyes for a while, her own bright and silver. "Are you much of a romantic?" she asks quietly.
 
As the woman settles down on top of him Archon smiles at her, feeling the heat of her arousal. Potion or not her nerves were still going to be hyper sensitive after what she had experienced. His hands slowly drifted up her sides, feeling her flesh under the cloth, before cupping her breasts gently. "I can be, if the mood is right" he answers her, slowly massaging her breasts.
 
She puts her hands, clad in sheer silk gloves, on top of yours, slowly guiding them up the sides of her thighs then up to her breasts. "Well, I can't say this is the most... intimate of locations, but you did rescue me from my tormentors..." Licking her lips, she leans forward, and plants a kiss on Archon's lips.
 
Archon feels the woman hot lips against his and his arms coil around her waist as he kisses her back. Releasing her a moment later his hands roam over her back stroking a caressing. "So is this my hero's reward?" he asks once the kiss is broken, a twinkle in his eyes as his hands roam down her sides and up her abdomen.
 
"The first of many rewards, I hope..." She says in between kisses, probing his mouth with her tongue. She sits up, pulling the top of her blouse open so that her perky D-cups are fully visible, then reaches down beneath her skirt to grab Archon's cock, lining it up with the entrance to her pussy. Lifting her hips off the ground, she then slowly eases down, causing his cock to split her warm, velvety folds open with a quiet, wet noise.
 
Archon smiles at the girl, his hands roaming up once again to grasp her breasts after she frees them from the confines of her top. He lets out a low sigh as she slides down his length, he fondles her breath for a few moments, rubbing the nipples before dropping his hands lower to grasp her hips. He starts moving slowly, lifting her up and letting her slid back down his member.
 
Slowly, Giselle starts to establish a rhythm, raising up until his member was only a head inside of her, then sliding back down until he was buried all the way to the hilt within. She tries to get into things, but has to keep opening her eyes to glance around, worried about the foes they are trying to lure into the open.
 
Archon groans as they couple, but he can feel tension in her movements, his hands drift up and massage her breasts. "Relax... they won't come if they suspect... anything" he groans out in a low whisper. He lets her handle the rhythm, though is very tempted to take control. At the same time he closes his eyes and listens, to his partners breaths, and anything else that might be lurking nearby.

Perception Check 18 = Listening for hostiles
 
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