DB_Explorer
Purveyor of alternate realities.
- Location
- San Diego, California
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Sune's Solution (D&D/MGE)
- Thread starter Erien
- Start date
- Mature Fantasy
Dragontrapper
Homeless Draconis
- Location
- A Tower in the middle of nowhere
Fine, Slow-burn route it is! Time to ask Brynhild for relationship advice. She wants to watch us bed Ignis (well, anyone, but including Ignis) so she might even give us good advice!
Immensely. Bicorn Lady best Lady.
Baeran: If all I was interested in was getting laid, I'd worship Sharess.
Erien
God's Weakest Soldier
- Location
- Georgia
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Please no, he's 'engaged' to an entire church of those.
Then again, I could see him worship Sharess entirely because he likes cats.
Erien
God's Weakest Soldier
- Location
- Georgia
- Pronouns
- He/Him
There... is a cat option coming up.
Though ya'll voted against her the first time around.
Nottheunmaker
Altman be praised
- Location
- USG Ishimura
The Celestial was a shiny I could not resist. And that turned out... interesting. And will likely remain interesting for a while!There... is a cat option coming up.
Though ya'll voted against her the first time around.
But hey, we'll have opportunities in future!
As for the vote, I'm fine either way. The art is very nice as well, a bicorn farm girl with her silks and a pitchfork is just great.
That's a great pick.The winner is [Hold Off] after a coin flip. For those disappointed, does this help in any way?
2.0 - Denial and Anger
Erien
God's Weakest Soldier
- Location
- Georgia
- Pronouns
- He/Him
View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=soybwtI1edE
[Hold off]
Thanks to @Armoury for the beta!
—
You stare at Ignis in contemplation, feeling… things you had never felt in your life before now. Arousal was not unknown to you, despite your reputation of being seemingly immune to womanly charms. But it was something you had never found difficulty controlling, it was simply part of who you were. Such things were, well, they simply weren't for you. You could appreciate beauty, understand it, protect it. But you had a duty to do, and something like a fling would only get in the way of that. You were not averse to attachment, but you believed there was beauty in love, and to be given away so spuriously devalued the act. Of course, that was your own ideals, and in the halls of Sune that was something that was neither common nor popular.
But now you were feeling… lust. Which was new to you. She was beyond beautiful, you would compare her to a goddess but you had seen plenty of those. There was just something about her that demanded you take her. They had mentioned Succubi earlier amongst their genus, and you can't help but wonder if they were closer to that than they mentioned. Something was addling your mind, pulling you, it was not the cruel demand of an Illithid, nor was it the sledgehammer of a spell. It was gentle, caressing, asking you to let your troubles go away like a tender love and embrace this woman.
It took everything you had to fight it, and, going by the confused expression now resting upon Ignis's visage, you doubt she was even aware of your internal struggle, or that she was causing it. "I would not be averse to getting to know you better, Ignis," you reply. "You are a lovely woman, both in body and personality. Even if you do tend to be rough around the edges." You close your eyes, willing yourself calm. "However, I would dearly prefer if I got to know you as a person before we crossed that particular threshold. If your nature causes you distress, I shall help you as I am able, but I am not comfortable with that." You say, stressing the final word. Then you open your eyes.
Ignis is standing straight, a frown on her face. Any 'lust' to her was gone in an instant, instead replaced by the warrior you had come to slightly know. Her expression twitches for a moment, like she was having to force the frown, and you took note of her… thighs squeezing and rubbing together. Then she grins, showing pointed teeth. "So you're giving me a challenge then?"
"Pardon?"
"You clearly want me to best you in combat first, I was worried about that, all mopey saying I didn't think I could beat you. But you think I can, and once I do then I'll be worthy of you right?"
"That is not what I was-" you start, but her laugh cuts you off.
Her head rears back, a hearty laugh breaking forth that causes her anatomy to bounce in ways that drew the eye, much to your chagrin. "I shall accept this challenge! Thank you Baeran," her head turns down again, eyes alight with joy. "Thank you for lighting my fire once more! Our battle shall be sung in sagas for the ages! I must begin my training, breakfast can wait!" Then she runs out of the room, spear held in one hand, a battlecry sounding through the halls as she disappears from view.
The door bounces roughly against the wall from how she swung it open, revealing… Fuyao, poking her head around the threshold, confusion writ large on her face. "Boss?"
You sigh, "it's nothing Fuyao, go help yourself to breakfast or the like. I have to get dressed."
Fuyao stares at you for a moment longer, then, instead of moving on like you hoped, she walks into the room. She dressed today in her usual more 'casual' attire, a simple red robe with black trimming. It was what she tended to wear whenever she had something resembling downtime, and, much like the woman herself, it was practical instead of flashy.
"I asked you to get yourself breakfast." You repeat, one hand moving to cover your crotch.
"You said 'or the like'," Fuyao parrots. "And helping you get dressed counts. I am your squire, and since you insist on wearing the Gambeson everywhere you need someone to tie it up for you."
She wanders over to the clothing stand, grabbing the gambeson off it. Then she walks over to your position sitting by the bed. Her eyes flit down to you, and she frowns. "You getting up boss?"
You grimace, then stand. Your need to get dressed outweighing any embarrassment you felt.
Fuyao noticed immediately, her eyes flitting to the tent in your pants. Her head tilts, her eyes widening. You expected her to perhaps blush, or back away, or scream or… anything, but then, this was Fuyao, and she had always been odd. She stared at it for a moment longer, then simply draped the Gambeson over you, moving around to your back so that she could begin tying it. "You finally get laid, boss?"
"I did not, why?"
Fuyao tightens the straps, and you feel a grunt as she pulls it together a bit tighter than normal. "Because Ignis ran out of here grinning, and your dragon turtle is standing at attention "
"I assure you I did not, though she did make an offer. I would vastly prefer getting to know someone better before I did any such thing." You reply.
"Yeah? How long, five years maybe?" Fuyao asks.
You would shrug, but she was adjusting your shoulders. "Unlikely, but far more than a week at least."
Fuyao grunts. "Well, good to know you have a minimum boss." She runs her hand down your arms, straightening out the fabric. Then moves around to your front. She doesn't look up at you, instead focusing on tying the knots in the front with expert fingers. But you couldn't help but notice the frown.
"For some reason Fuyao I believe I've upset you."
Fuyao pauses for a moment, fingers splayed between thread, before she continues working again. "I'm just your squire boss, don't worry about it." Fuyao finally says.
"Fuyao, you are far beyond a mere squire." You reply. "You're a dear friend as well."
Fuyao steps back, the gambeson now fully on, and finally she looks up to your face. Her expression blank as usual, though… there was something there in her eyes. "Yeah. I know." Fuyao says. "Breakfast is ready boss, I've got something I've got to get done in my room."
Then she leaves without another word, leaving you to watch her go.
…
This was going to be a long day, wasn't it?
—
Breakfast was a quiet affair, if only because it was just you and Brynhild present at it. Beyond your cordial greetings to each other to mark the morning, you had had little in the way of conversation. On your part simply because you were in no mood to talk after the morning's events, and in hers… well, she was staring at you, almost expectantly. But due to the fact that you had no idea what she was expecting, and after the revelations you had gained this morning made you rather nervous to ask. You had avoided it altogether, simply eating in silence and wondering if either Ignis or Fuyao would be joining you.
To your disappointment, and in the later case worry, neither did. But you would not begrudge Fuyao her privacy if she so desired it. She was a loyal squire, and beyond that, someone you considered a close friend. You were no fool, you knew what was upsetting her, but you must admit with some shame that you had never detected any interest in her part of yourself until recently. Whether she was good at hiding it, or she simply just thought it not her place to express it, you were unaware. But it was a footfall trap you had blindly wandered into. Fuyao would be a bit of… a grump, especially when your carefully laid schedules got knocked out of order. But you had never seen her quite so upset, at least, not about you in any case. And you weren't quite sure what you were going to do about it, or if you should. You had been honest with her, and now her previous attestations that she would remain your squire to Ignis, was painted in a rather different light.
Oh, how you wish there was simply a lich to slay, or a dragon to conquer. Not this… nonsense you had been put in the middle of. Shaking your head you push the plate away, a half eaten breakfast sitting upon it. Then you look towards Brynhild, the 'noblewoman' eating daintily. "I shall be checking upon our new guest. We shall be leaving in an hour, she will not be joining us in our travels as I have stated."
Brynhild, who had been apparently lost in thought, blinks as she comes back to reality. "Oh, yes. Please do be careful sir, she was most disagreeable."
You smile, slightly. "I can manage, but thank you for your concern."
It was a short walk to where she had been guided to, namely, next door to your very own room. To most such an action may seem foolish, especially considering how evil she was. But then, it would be very difficult for her to get away with anything, and your own room had enough wards against evil to turn her into little more than kindling if she tried anything.
You didn't knock, and the locked door unlocked itself as soon as you touched the handle. Swinging it open, the first thing that assaulted you was… the stench, and it was not that of her evil.
Wine bottles littered the floor, some smashed, some simply toppled over onto their sides. There was well over a dozen of them spread about the place, on the dresser, on the nightstand, on the windowsill, and, of course, on the bed. Where the 'goddess' you had met yesterday was sprawled. She laid in a state of disarray, robes disheveled, one wing laying over the edge of the bed, hands reaching around and clutching three wine bottles to her chest. One was open, the cork missing and the bottle tilted down, allowing there to be a deep purple stain on the bedsheet and the floor.
A mighty snore escaped from the creature, and a soft murmur followed a moment later. You stared at her, debating waking her. But you instead settle for writing a simple note and leaving it on the nightstand, alongside a small bowl with water.
'I shall be back to check on you in the evening,
Inform one of the servants if you require anything,
If you attempt anything, I shall know immediately.
-Baeran Anderghast'
Nodding, you look back towards the goddess, idly wondering what form of hangover she will awaken with, if she is even capable of such a thing. Making your way back to the dining room once more, you find that Ignis has found her way to the table, and was currently talking to Brynhild. The centaur was leaning over, whispering in her ear.
You pause at the threshold, not wanting to interrupt, and after a moment Ignis looks a tad disappointed and shakes her head. Brynhild's eyes widen, and she looks back, looking shocked, then annoyed, then… she turns to look at you and glares.
You choose not to think about it, instead you make your way over to one of the many chairs that line the room, putting your head in your hand as you think over the day. You had an eight day journey to Baldur's Gate, almost certainly longer as your traveling companions would no doubt cause their fair share of delays. You could hire a ship that could get there faster, but you have a distinct impression that Ignis would not quite enjoy the sea, much less the centaur in your company.
So that left the road, and the little villages that dotted the way. With luck, it would be a trip without concern. But then, you have had little in the way of luck lately.
—
On your travels…
[] [An Owl Woman was harassing travelers, Brynhild helped defuse the situation.]
[] [A catty merchant was ripping off a town, Fuyao took offense.]
[] [The greatest villain the world had ever known was threatening the Friendly Arm Inn, Ignis took the challenge.]
—
Relationship Stats___
Fuyao : 8/10
Ignis : 4/10
Brynhild : 5/10
Ilias : -4/10
DB_Explorer
Purveyor of alternate realities.
- Location
- San Diego, California
- Pronouns
- He/Him
The newest perfume in realm! ..Waifu
Ignis: I wish to slay this mighty dragon!
About as long as your dragon turtle
... OWL! YES LETS DO THIS ONE!
...no wait cat merchant...
... or more Ignis time!
.... WHY DO I HAVE TO CHOOSE!!! ;_;
Dragontrapper
Homeless Draconis
- Location
- A Tower in the middle of nowhere
Oh dear... well, he seems fairly confident in his own feelings and inclination towards Ignis, so hopefully nothing too much for worry about.
And back to our regularly scheduled program!
Look, just meet her in the middle - just work in fighting her into any date plans. She should be easy to pamper once she's tired from a fight, right?
Oh, our Squire is annoyed at being friend-zoned.
She probably didn't think she had a chance until the Monster Girls managed to prove he actually had a libido.
Oh no - we've offended Brynhild. New plan - get her to help us plan courting Ignis/sanity check our plans. She's probably the only girl where courting another woman also helps court her.
[X] [A catty merchant was ripping off a town, Fuyao took offense.]
I'm contractually obligated to vote for the cat due to prior financial contributions.
- Location
- Texas
Ah, ye olde fightsexual. Turned up to monster girl, it's delightful.
Hm, and how long has Fuyao been squiring with Baeran exactly?
You know, simple problems, just horrifically dangerous highly magical beings that just want to kill him!
Ah yes, she's reached the "trainwreck" portion of losing I see.
Man Baeran, you managed to piss off EVERYONE around you today, didn't you? Well, I guess Ignis ended up kinda cheerful about it, so it works out.
[X] [An Owl Woman was harassing travelers, Brynhild helped defuse the situation.]
Bird bird bird, bird is the word! And it will probably help settle Brynhild back down a bit.
Nottheunmaker
Altman be praised
- Location
- USG Ishimura
Huh, Ilias score went up. Unexpected, I guess leaving her to drown her sorrows was fine.
And boy, this whole thing is going to be awkward. Ignis has taken it as a challenge, which uh, good luck kid. I don't think you're going to win that one. I assume... scratch that, I don't grok what Brynhild's issue was exactly and I haven't slept enough to want to know. But Fuyao is definitely mad at Baeran, not that he did or didn't take Ignis up on her offer, but that this is what it's taken to get him thinking about and talking about this stuff, and not even with her. Can't say I blame her.
Oof. Good update, and I'm glad to have gained further insight into our bunch of companions, but it feels like Baeran has only just figured out how much more difficult his personal life is about to become.
And yes, damn you for making all the voting options sound so fun!
[X] [The greatest villain the world had ever known was threatening the Friendly Arm Inn, Ignis took the challenge.]
I really don't know which one I want most.
And boy, this whole thing is going to be awkward. Ignis has taken it as a challenge, which uh, good luck kid. I don't think you're going to win that one. I assume... scratch that, I don't grok what Brynhild's issue was exactly and I haven't slept enough to want to know. But Fuyao is definitely mad at Baeran, not that he did or didn't take Ignis up on her offer, but that this is what it's taken to get him thinking about and talking about this stuff, and not even with her. Can't say I blame her.
Oof. Good update, and I'm glad to have gained further insight into our bunch of companions, but it feels like Baeran has only just figured out how much more difficult his personal life is about to become.
And yes, damn you for making all the voting options sound so fun!
[X] [The greatest villain the world had ever known was threatening the Friendly Arm Inn, Ignis took the challenge.]
I really don't know which one I want most.
DB_Explorer
Purveyor of alternate realities.
- Location
- San Diego, California
- Pronouns
- He/Him
*rolls dice*
[X] [A catty merchant was ripping off a town, Fuyao took offense.]
[X] [A catty merchant was ripping off a town, Fuyao took offense.]
[X] [An Owl Woman was harassing travelers, Brynhild helped defuse the situation.]
Admittedly, I am choosing this option because Arknights recently ended their Lone Traveler event and Silence is on my mind. I am also wondering if this owl will also follow the wise architype and give us more answers.
Admittedly, I am choosing this option because Arknights recently ended their Lone Traveler event and Silence is on my mind. I am also wondering if this owl will also follow the wise architype and give us more answers.
[X] [A catty merchant was ripping off a town, Fuyao took offense.]
C'moooon cat girl!
C'moooon cat girl!
Dragontrapper
Homeless Draconis
- Location
- A Tower in the middle of nowhere
Greatly. Sadly, Brynhild didn't. We need to make it up to her. Maybe let her plan our first date with Ignis?
Ryumancer
Dragons Are Romance
[X] [A catty merchant was ripping off a town, Fuyao took offense.]
[] [The greatest villain the world had ever known was threatening the Friendly Arm Inn, Ignis took the challenge.]
These both sound greatly amusing, but I think giving Fuyao a chance to vent her frustrations is deserved.
[] [The greatest villain the world had ever known was threatening the Friendly Arm Inn, Ignis took the challenge.]
These both sound greatly amusing, but I think giving Fuyao a chance to vent her frustrations is deserved.
Ah yes, the mighty Paladin in service to the goddess of love, fittingly laid low by the most devious of affairs: a Love Triangle.
- Location
- USA
[x] [A catty merchant was ripping off a town, Fuyao took offense.]