Desires from built up craving. (FxF or Futa x F 9/16/17 update)

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My character is a adventurer not one of some grand and noble birth, who has many, many accomplishment's to her name. Rather a common low-born adventurer who was doing low level quests for a the adventurer's guild. She had gone to deal with a encampment of goblins wiping them out through clever tactics. While looting the corpses and taking care to gather all the gear she can get she finds a curious item, a strange and yet beautiful artifact that she can feel a strange aura from. A statue of a humanoid being made of a strange metal she couldn't place. According to the rules she is able to keep all she finds, turning in the quest which is just enough for a appraiser and a single night and meal at the local tavern and not even the good one in town. Resigning herself she bathes, eats, and in the morning has it appraised and all she can learn is it's of elven make but that is all. It isn't a surprising many things of elven make are discovered within this small town, one of the few city's that sit at the edge of elven lands. A single road leads to the elves outside the forest, and the city sits as a neutral trade route between elves and the other races. Biting the bullet feeling something strange about the statue she accepts the fact she might have to camp out for the night from not being able to take a quest for the day, but she could hunt and get food from the forests for a meal.

She took the artifact and what supplies she had and headed into the elven lands. She knew the danger of this, the forests were unsafe and the elves were not friendly to outsiders who did not have a invitation or permission to enter. Yet something told her she should return this, they would likely have pity on her when they caught her when she returned the statue and likely just sent her on her way with pocket coin or some such, or with her life, yet even so it would be a good opportunity for her to get her face known to the elves as someone who returned there artifacts. She had spent nearly four hours walking the quiet roads hoping no creature decided to pass the roads as she would likely not be able to handle it. suddenly the shuffle of leaves and the movement from the trees alerted her she was surrounded. Above bows and arrows pointed at her and around her elves with spears, tridents, or other polearm type weapons motioned threatening. A regal elf approached she was different, clad in more elaborate armor, likely the leader of this group. She couldn't tell from the elven woman's armor how shapely she was but given how elves tended to be she had a fair guess. The Regal elf did not have a spear, yet a blade hung from her waist and a bow on her back.

"Speak your name and reason for intruding on our lands, be quick and hope you have a good reason less your body shall become fertilizer for the trees." She spoke harshly to her, the young adventurer growing flustered giving her name before digging into her satchel. The air became tense as they suspected her of something fowl. Even more tense as they spotted the black metal moving out of her bag. Yet the tenseness shattered in a instant, replaced with utter shock from the elves. Many dropping to there knees, and immediately praying. The young adventurer was stunned and confused by there reaction. The Regal elf composed herself, "Where did you find that!?" She commanded and without hesitation she explained she had been commisioned to rid the area of a goblin tribe, she had noticed the tribe was odd, many were wounded and there weapons were broken or clearly stolen from others of there kind. She had guessed they were of a larger force that recently defeated and they had retreated. She had taken advantage of it and eliminated them during her looting of the corpses and burning the body's so no necromantic forces would raise them again, a habit of hers when dealing with creatures to prevent zombies or skeletons from being made. Besides it was right to respect the balance and give them a funeral, besides ashes worked better to feed the trees or plants.

She had found the statue in there possession and she had taken it feeling something odd about it. Taking it and having it appraised in town, it was of elven make so she decided to come here. If it was of elven make then surly then only elves would be able to tell what it was, and it would be best to return a artifact that could have unknown uses to the race it belonged to then try and keep or sell it because it could have horrible effects. The Elf seemed impressed she would come so far to return a random piece she had found on goblins. Yet this was no random artifact, the elf asked if she had any idea of what she held. The Adventurer admitted she had no clue about it, though felt it right to returning it holding it out as if to give the statue to the elf who shook her head. "No, hold onto that statue tightly, you have earned a audience with her highness. Fear not it is not for any crime or action against the people of these lands far from it. It is not my place to say more, please follow me." The Regal elf told her ordering her warriors back to there post taking three with her to escort the Adventurer to the capital. A Spell caster, clearly the most dangerous one of the group, a archer who seemed on high alert for any beasts. A lancer who was rather stoic, and the regal elf a swordswomen, the adventurer walked in the center of them holding the statue tight. Feeling that stepping outside the encirclement would be a bad idea.

As they came to the gate she could feel the hateful glares replaced quickly with surprised whispers as they saw what she held. This was the case for the long march through the city. It was like a criminal paraded through the city yet oddly she felt less hostility from them when they saw the artifact. Entering the Elven Palace, heading to the throne room the regal elf halted her and approached one of the guards informing them of the situation before disappearing into the throne room. The Adventurer spoke not a word to anyone clearly nervous to be around so many heavily armed elves who could easily kill her. The Regal elf returned a few minutes later and explained etiquette of meeting the royalty of elves. She should not let the statue touch the ground, she should bow as far as she could and take a knee, speaking only when spoken to. Entering the throne room she got a quarter of the way in before she froze in place seeming to irritate the guards. However she couldn't stop herself. The queen and princess, were beautiful beyond question and scantily clad.

She had heard rumors that the higher ranking a elf was the less clothes they wore, but this had stunned her. She stood frozen unable to move, even as she tried it felt as a force had frozen her body. The Princess chuckling at her finding the display fairly cute. The queen shook her head, "My dear please cast a magic shell around the poor thing. It seems she can't handle the concentrated mana of the room." The Regal elf realizing the danger for the Adventurer, the mana was overwhelming her immediately doing as her queen commanded her. The Adventurer dropped to her knee clutching the statue tightly in order to protect it panting as she could finally breath again. The Regal elf helped her up apologizing for not realizing it, far too used to beings with higher magical resistance then her. Recovering best she could she approached, and presented herself to the queen showing the artifact. The queen thanks her personally, explaining in the recent months a force of goblins, orcs, trolls and other foul races raided there sacred temple in a blitz attack and ransacked a number of lesser artifacts all of which were quickly recovered however one artifact was not found. The center piece of the temple to there goddess, it was the Statue of Avera, a statue of twilight steel, a steel that when bathed in light turned as pure white as possible but when bathed in darkness it would turn twisted and evil. It seemed it had bathed much in darkness but it would be simple to purify it. This artifact was perhaps one of if not the most significant artifact of the kingdom.

It was the great gift of there goddess and she had returned it without a hesitation. She would of known the moment she had entered if she had ill intents, but rather from her magics she had found naught but a genuine curiosity and desire to return it to where it belonged. That purity was rare for the other races. The queen again thanked her for bringing the statue back to them and told her they would grant her any wish she desired within there power of course as she gave the statue to what was clearly a Elven high priest. No one stopped her when she handed it over and seemed to approve of it so she felt at east. The offer was generous but she could not think of any wish. Truth be told meeting the elven royals and seeing the elven city was far more then she could of dreamed of from her low birth. "I ask for nothing then, I get that the statue was of great importance to your people but I don't feel as though I have anything I could ask for. I am not of elven born but I have seen the inside of the elven nation, I have seen the halls of the Elven royalty and met them. For a low born adventurer I can't imagine asking for more. I did not do this for a quest or reward, I merely sought to return what I felt was important. I honestly had assumed that I would merely make myself known as a adventurer who would return things to your people, that a bit of pocket change would be tossed my way for whatever I had found. I had never dreamed it would come to this, honestly I feel as though simply being here is enough of a reward. Well assuming I don't mess up before I return home and have my head on a pike or some such." The young adventurer admitted how nervous she was that she would mess up and get herself killed. The room was shocked, when presented with such many even elves would of chosen greed, yet the adventurer, in ragged poor quality leather armor, with but a dagger, a crude bow, and strap together arrows who clearly had hardly a coin to her name. She showed humility in the presence of the situation and asked for nothing, except perhaps safe return.

The princess had spent more then this beings lifetime surrounded by suitors who sought her hand purely to satiate there own greed and bid for power. Yet this weak little adventurer showed more humility then they had in hundreds of years in only a few brief moments. "Very well then, I will acknowledge your wishes, know this you will always be welcome within these lands for your deeds." The queen said with a smile nodding that she would be acknowledged as a 'elf friend' a title few gained and they were always heavily sought after by other kingdoms as emissaries to the elves. The Adventurer thanked her for that, saying simply that being welcome in such beautiful lands was a honor in it's own. "Mother, this adventurer not of our lands and with no true reason to of return it has asked for nothing. Should we really allow her to go unrewarded? Would that not shame the name of our family." The Princess questioned, raising the eyebrow of her mother who sensed this was a ploy of hers. "She has asked for nothing, and we would insult the one who returned if I tried to force something upon her for her deeds and that would shame all of us more." The queen retorted guessing her own daughters intentions. "Then mother please permit me to give her a gift upon my own accord, for her deeds." The princess asked standing from her lower throne from her mother. The Queen smirked at her daughter. "I would assume you wish to give her 'that' my daughter?" She asked and the princess nodded wit ha smile on her face. "Very well then, but the answer if she will take your gift is up to her." The queen allowed it to the confusion of everyone else as the Princess descended the stairs to the thrones placing herself on level ground between the Adventurer and her mother.

Taking a deep breath she nodded to musicians who were always within the throne room to provide entertainment for the royals. The Regal elf went pale, "She can't mean to!" The Princess began dancing (video) in front of the Adventurer, her movements so entrancing. As her dance finished the young adventurer felt freed from the entrancing dance, looking around to the stunned faces, She was confused but it seemed everyone but the queen and the Princess. She didn't understand the meaning of all this but the princess could not speak until the Adventurer gave her answer. It was the ritual of her people, so she couldn't explain it to her. "It is a ritual young elf friend, we elves are a long lived species so marriage is something rare for us, and we do not do it often. To marry another is to devote your love to them till they breath there last breath. For a shorter lived race as yourself it isn't long for us. Yet my daughter has chosen you, the dance she presented you was the Elven Mating dance. In essence she just asked if you would be her bride, if you would marry her." The adventurer became immediately fluster, "M-me! you want me!?" The Princess nodded it was how she could answer her. "I-I um..." The adventurer could feel the heated stares from everyone, what would she do. She had done all this in front of everyone would she insult the elven princess in front of so many people? Would it be a insult to accept her request? Would she ever get a chance for such a beautiful woman again?

"I don't know how to answer..." The adventurer spoke and the princess looked sad, she had asked for her and she could not decide, was her skills at dancing lacking? Was she found ugly it was hard to judge what other races found beautiful. The Regal elf stood up unable to hold back her rage. "You would deny her highness!? The most beautiful of the elves of the kingdom on par with her mother!?" She yelled at the Adventurer who looked up at her. "I didn't say I reject her I said I didn't know how to answer. This is a special ritual right? Then there is a specific way to answer right? It can't be something as simple as saying yes or no right?" The Adventurer said admitting that the reason she said she didn't know how to answer was the literal meaning of it, she didn't know how she was supposed to answer. The queen began laughing hysterically it was funny beyond words, the regal elf was red hot with embarrassment as even the princess chuckled, the shaking of metal said even the guards were chuckling quietly to themselves. "I honestly never expected that, you are quite the interesting one, young elf friend, caring much for our traditions though you know nothing of them." The queen said between chuckles as she calmed down. "Well she went through all that it would be rude if I did not, for should I say yes then I should learn the traditions, culture and such of this kingdom right?" She retorted to a smile from the queen. "say Aranse vol' lorav for yes, and Aranse nol' lorav for no." She told her how to answer the ritual. Breathing in the Adventurer looked the princess in the face. "Aranse vol' lorav" To the bright smile of the princess and smiles even from the elves around.