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Voidwar (Causeway / Theris)

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The Duchess's Bosom rocked and swayed in the night's sea, on its steady course to Queensport, largest city in the Reach. In a shadowy, secluded corner of the hold, Adrian Caster laid in a swinging hammock, attempting to meditate on the events that brought him here, as well as the visions that had dragged him from his fitful slumber.

In his sleep, he had seen Teleyna, the Lady to whom he'd pledged his life. Lady of the Divine Blood, Lady of Farsight, who meant everything to the Veil Keepers. He'd been the Keeper tasked with keeping her safe, and had failed. Now, she was gone, and he was exiled unless he could return with her safely.

He had also seen Lyanna, his sister. Also a lifelong member of the Veil Keepers, she was a graceful but deadly warrioress who'd left on a mission several years ago, never to return. He saw dark, terrible but formless things wrapping her in their clutches, as she screamed in terror.

Before sleep left him, he'd glimpsed one more visage. This was not of an elf, nor a half-blood like he was. This was a woman whom he had never seen before, not in his life. She was stunning, with hair like platinum wires, and eyes like two orbs of jade. Her face was like a princess's, save for faint scars on her cheek and jaw, and the plate armor she wore was intricately detailed and accentuated her feminine form. This vision lingered in his eyes as he had come to consciousness, leaving him here to ponder it while he waited for the dawn to break.
 
Adrian lay in the hammock, in a state of half sleep as the boat rocked around him. The visions that came to him in this state of rest were many, yet specific, and upon waking he pondered them. 3 women, his charge, his sister, and a stranger. Teleyna, the center of the Keepers, their life blood, missing for the last few weeks. Lyanna, his sister by blood as well as bond, trapped in a place of darkness. And this other woman, a warrior, forged in war and armored in steel. He knew why the first two had come to him, but the third, the warrior woman puzzled him. Yet he knew enough about dreams not to dismiss it, and after a moment he considered. She could be someone who knows about the Lady, or his sister, or she could be someone who could help him.

Sitting up he left the hammock and mounted the steps leading up to the deck, stretching as he went. He was bare chested for the moment, the cool night air tingling on his skin as he left the hold. He look out at the night sea, the empty void and starlight, he waited as the ship rocked beneath him, watching for the sunrise.
 
Dawn broke over the sea, and the Bosom sailed into Queensport Harbor. The largest city in the Reach was by no means a rich settlement, at least not any more; the ancient, aging Historical District was crumbling, practically in ruins, and around it a great swath of shanty-structures spread out, built mostly of driftwood and old sail-cloth. There were a few genuine structures, here and there, but it was obvious that this was not a place favored by riches.

The Bosom docked at the pier, and Adrian was allowed to depart, left to his own devices. He had very little to go on; this journey was more an act of desperation than anything else, but the spellsword had literally nowhere else to go. All the divinations of the Veil Keepers could determine was that Teleyna was somewhere in the Reach. If anyone could find her, they would be here.
 
Adrian stepped off the ship as it made port, checking his general surroundings. It was a long shot that he would find anything here, yet he had to try. The other seer's had directed him here, so at the very least their must be something her to help him. He remembered the dream, and wondered for a moment if he might find the warrior woman. With a slight shrug he left the docks, and found the nearest person to speak to. " Excuse me. Where would a traveler find lodging in this place" he asked in common. He figured that most places would speak the tongue, though his tone was a bit to formal not to draw attention to him.
 

The man, a weathered old dock worker, looked up at him. "Hmm... Well, if'n ye want a place that'll give ye a safe night's sleep and a good meal, only one place fer that in these parts. That'd be the Busty Mermaid." He gives some directions. "Right up there. Can't miss it, on account o' the sign. Oh, an' keep yer head up. Yer obviously not from around here, but wit' that sword the ne'er do wells round these parts will probably leave ye be if'n ye look like ye'd be too much trouble."

Adrian followed the instructions, walking between the creaking, decrepit buildings, until he came upon a square along one of the winding roads that cut through the docks districts. This structure was built more solidly than the others, and actually appeared inviting. True to its name, the sign featured the inscription of a mermaid with bared, ample bosoms.
 
Adrian entered the establishment, adjusting so that his twin swords wouldn't.hit the doorframe. He took quick stock of the patrons and the decore inside before making his way to the counter. He was greeted by a lovely young woman, showing a bossom almost as ample as the ones outside on the sign. " A room for tonight, and a hot meal if you have it" he requested, smiling at the girl as he layed down a gold piece to pay for it all.
 
The woman smiled as she took the coin, sliding it into her cleavage. "You shall have it right away, m'lord. Is there anything else I can do for you tonight? Any... personal services?" It seemed as though Queensport was that sort of town.

As Adrian looked around, he saw that the inn's patrons were... diverse in character. Principly a mixture of human, dwarf and halfling, he also spotted a handful of lizardfolk, gripplis, and even a small group of hobgoblins keeping to themselves in one corner. The latter group was exceptionally surprising; while Imperials and beastfolk were known to deal with each other in business terms, Hordefolk were almost never welcomed in their midst.

The inn was rowdy, even at this time of day, just after mid-morning.
 
Adrian smiled at the girl, giving her a much more thorough once over. It had been a long trip, and he needed to rest at some time, so he might as well enjoy some company while he did so. Reaching into his pouch again the Magus retrieved a second coin, letting the light catch the gold shine for just a moment before laying down on the counter. Before the young woman could reach for it his hand came down on top of it. "I could use some... companionship tonight, and some information now... agreed?" he asked, still smiling at the girl.

He kept one ear focused on the general environment in the inn, watchful of trouble and information at the same time. He really doubted that anyone would mess with him, not with both his swords on display. But then again, drunkards were not known for their intelligent decision making.

Once the girl accepted his terms the half elf released the coin and gave the girl the descriptions of the lady, his sister, and the she-knight he had seen in his dreams. "Have you seen anyone like that recently?" he asked. He had to start somewhere.

Perception = 23

Keeping some of his attention on the room around him
 
The girl smiled as she caught the coin, sliding it down the front of her shirt as well. "I'll tell you any information I know," she said. "Perhaps from beneath the table?" As he described the women, she looked vaguely jealous at first, but then let it pass. "Well, I haven't seen much in the way of she-elves, either full or half-blooded, and I'm sure I would remember them. But for the last... I have heard that there's a swordsister in town, sounds about right. Why, have business?"

The other patrons glanced a wary eye at him, but it seems as though they were sizing him up same as he was them. None of them seemed particularly interested in him though, so long as he kept to himself. He also saw, now that he looked more carefully, that some of the other patrons were receiving similar "under the table" services, with buxom wenches fellating them discreetly.
 
Adrian didn't give much of a reaction when the girl mentioned the swordwoman, other then a slight tightening around his eyes. The look vanish quickly however, "Perhaps" he answered, drumming his fingers on the table a few times in thought. "I could use some service" he said after a moment, smiling at the woman, "If you want to continue this session, 'under the table'" he finished. He moved away from the bar and finding an unoccupied table nearby.

During the time that it took for the lovely woman to exit from behind the counter and join him, the half elf had formulated his next couple questions. He also moved his coin pouch from his belt into his jerkin, not wanting to make it to easy for a potential thief to take him for a ride while he was distracted. As she undid his trousers he continued, "Tell me, how often do you get strangers passing through here?" he asked, being polite enough to not ask about the other woman immediately before being serviced.
 
The woman rubbed his crotch through his pants as he sat in a corner booth; the room seemed laid out to encourage this sort of transaction. She slid beneath the table and began to unlace the fastener on the front of his trousers. "Of course," she said, smiling up at him. "We're right on the docks, get all sorts of folk coming through.." With that, she tugged his undergarment open and let his sex flop out. "Would you to talk, or...?"
 
He looked down at her and chuckled, "Continue... and answer when you can" he said, leaning his head back and considering. figuring that she would come up for breath every so often. "Is there anywhere that a traveler would stop on their way out of Queensport?" he asked. He could feel the cold air on his member, quickly replaced with the girls hot breath as she grew closer. His member twitched, beginning to harden as he felt her breath on him.
 
She looked up at him and nodded, spitting in her hand and wrapping her fingers around his cock, sliding them up and down as she considered. "Well, could be a number of places, depending on where she was going. If she was going to get on a ship, she probably wouldn't even bother heading to the Historical District, for example. Although... if she is a paladin, then she'd most likely visit the Temple District at some point." With that, she first began to lick, then suck on his head, continuing to stroke his length.
 
Adrian let his head fall back as he felt the woman's lips encircle his cock. The organ was beginning to harden under her attention, quickly rising to half-mast as the girl worked. He let out a low sigh, relaxing into the attentions as he considered her answers. "Which temples are predominant here?" he asked, figuring out what he might be dealing with in the near future.
 
With a pop, she let his cock slide out of her mouth. "Well, there are the dragon gods; Antarus, Deligarth and the like. Been around since the days of the Gilded Empire, not that many folk have much to do with the gods in this town." She gave his head a lick, then continued. "If she's a paladin though, she's probably going to visit Luminai's shrine. A small little thing set up by some priestesses. Not sure why they bother, no one visits." With that, her lips wrapped around his cock again as she gave him head.
 
Adrian gave a low groan as the girl answered his question and then quickly returned to task. His cock having grown to its full length under her steady attention. He could feel her tongue coiling around his member like a snake, hitting all the right spots and then some. "Where might I find this woman, if she is not at the shrine?" he asked, looking down at her to watch as she devoured his cock.
 
She shrugged, even as she sucked his cock. Taking her mouth off, she said, "Can't be terribly certain, love. A very big city, after all." With that, she resumed sucking, going down with her lips about an inch, but mainly concentrating on using her tongue and lips to pleasure his head while her hand stroked his length. Her second hand reached up and cupped his balls, gently stroking and squeezing them.
 
Adrian let out a low groan as the girl started to massage his sack. He'd exhausted his questions for the girl, so all that was left was to enjoy her attentions. "Thats an end to my questions, thank you" he said. He leaned back as far as the chair would allow, and focused on his breathing and not cumming to soon. He stopped bothering with keeping his attention divided, and gave himself whole to this woman and her tongue. His cock was starting to leak a little precum as the girl worked it, aided by the attention to his balls.
 
The girl purred softly and continued to give him the suck, slurping quietly as she continued to stroke his shaft and massage his balls. Another equally busty waitress came over, pouring him a cup of wine and smiling knowingly. Meanwhile, between his legs, the girl worked to draw the attention out, ensuring that she could suck him for a good long while before he finished.
 
Adrian took up the wine and saluted the waitress with it, a slight smile to his lips. Taking an experimental sip he rolled the liquid around in his mouth for a moment before swallowing. He gave a contented sigh, his left hand disappearing beneath the table to rest on the busty maidens head. He could feel her tongue rolling over the head of his cock while she suck on the organ, and could tell that she was prolonging his pleasure. It was a balancing act that would slowly draw him to climax, and let him enjoy every second of the trip.
 
It took some time, as the busty maiden was quite skilled in her art, but eventually Adrian could hold out no longer. As she felt his member twitch, she slid him deep into her throat, taking as much of him as she could, before she withdrew until only his head was in her mouth, and he started to spurt his seed. She continued to suck and slurp, swallowing every drop of him.
 
Adrian had finished the wine a while before reaching the edge of his endurance, in fact the second glass had been just as good as the first. He felt it when she took him past the point of no return, his cock tensing in her mouth as it prepared to fire. As she took the whole organ into her mouth he groaned out, and as she pulled back, sucking on the head of him member, he released. His hot cum filled her mouth, only to quickly vanish down her throat as she swallowed his cream. He could hear her gulping his cum down even as she continued to suck the last dregs from his balls. Finally as he finished the half elf slumped in his chair, feeling her tongue roll over him one last time as the girl sought any leftover spunk.
 
With a wet plop, the maiden let his spent cock fall out of her mouth, then began to tie his undergarments and trousers back up. "I trust that you are satisfied?" She asked, looking up at him. "As long as you stay in the Busty Mermaid, you should never need to go with your balls full. Just ask for Giselle..." With that, she patted his crotch gently.
 
Adrian looked down at the girl and chuckled, "I will remember that" he said, before taking a moment to think, "Tell me, are you open tonight? I would like some company this evening" he said with a grin. As she gave her answer the waitress returned with a small platter, and laid it down before the young man. Upon the dish was a decent sized meal, soup, a leg of what looked like mutton, and fresh bread for the look and smell of it. "Thank you" he said as the waitress retreated, before tucking into the meal. After which, he intended to start his search, likely with the temple district, such as it was.
 
"I can be, for a few gilders," Giselle said, and left, swaying her hips, causing her short skirt to flutter. The meal, while not the most delicious thing he had ever tasted, was hot and hearty, and filled him. After eating, he ensured he would have lodging tonight with the innkeeper, and departed.

After winding his way through the twisted, stench-laden street, he arrived at the Temple District. It was obviously grand at one point, with buildings faced by white marble. It was also obviously in a significant state of decay, with only little over half the temples showing any signs of current use. One of them was a small structure with the symbol of Luminai on it; a white marble statue of a winged woman wearing a bikini, clasping a longsword in one hand and a chalice in the other.
 
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