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A study in the eldritch (Lunaraia;Pervy;MortalitasBorealis)


Morrag seemed somewhat amused by Fey's little outburst, even as Aya just shook her head "Fine fine, I believe you, go have fun with Morrag, though don't go overboard, also the rule about being back by sunrise still stands, so keep that in mind, also Morrag, no funny business" "I have no idea what you are talking about Aya I am the modicum of restraint and proper etiquette" "Yeah, and I am a Jabberwocky, not a succubus" Aya replied dryly before she turned back to Flint and said something in dwarven to him, which caused the Dwarf to start laughing, even as Morrag gently wrapped her arm around Fey "I will return her in one piece, I have no interest in getting on you nor Flint's bad side" She replied at length before she guided Fey out the door again and back out onto the street.

"Well then, dear little Fey let's go back to my place then" She started to guide Fey along even as she started to casually circle Fey's bellybutton with a finger that seemed to leave a nice tingly sensation behind as it went and somehow seemed to draw Fey's focus to it even though Morrag kept bantering about random things, making the conversation hard to follow, though with how nice it was starting to feel after a few rotation it would probably be hard to Fey to care, even as the feeling seemed to slow her thoughts down a little, making them sluggish like her thoughts were embers burning dimly and Morrag's words were a fire poker that made sure they stayed nice and dim, wait did Morrag just say that or was it Fey's own thoughts, it would be hard to tell at this point, even as Morrag opened a door and guided Fey into a small house.

Morrag led Fey into the living room, which was sparsely furnished with a what appeared to be a red satin decor and with equally red furniture, for the most part, including a rather big fourposter bed tucked away in the corner, though Morrag didn't lead Fey there, yet "Hmm, your thoughts should be nice and dim right now, aren't they, that's alright though, it will help you learn" she guided Fey over to a comfortable chair and sat her down in it "Alright Fey, I know you can hear me in there, listen closely, I want you to imagine a flame inside your mind, a simple small flame, like that of a candle, burning softly and calmly, without any disturbances, giving of a dim light in the middle of a vast empty void, can you do that for me?" Morrag would wait patiently for Fey to respond, she had time, almost until dawn after all so she was not in any hurry.

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As the twins exited the Arena they found Aila waiting for them "There was an announcement that the tournament was postponed until tomorrow, so I decided to wait here instead of at the prep room" She calmly fall in line with the twins as they continued their way out "That was a nice fight though I must say it was rather careless of those dwarves to summon something so dangerous as a Crater Hellion to the fight, although, I guess it was a good thing it was just a Crater Hellion..." she would continue to comment on the fight for a bit until the trio ran into Maeve at the entrance "I swear those two ear gonna get an earful when Flint finds out..." she was looking at the entrance of the arena as she talked, where, if the Twins were quick enough they could see the backs of Uldar and Dulgar disappear into the crowd "Oh, there you are, great work out there, despite the, unusual level of your opponents so far, having to deal with manic Artificers or INSANE summoners are not what usually happens in this tournament, I promise" Maeve would decidedly look towards the entrance as she said that last part, her thoughts on the actions of the dwarves were pretty obvious "Now why don't we all head back to the Inn and I will whip us up something to eat hmm?" she smiled at the Twins even as she gave the suggestion. Throughout the entire conversation Aila would keep a bit in the background, clearly not certain how to react to the elf she hadn't met before and how familiar she was with the twins.

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Medea decidedly lightened up as Korrie decided to head to the Artifacts section "The Artifacts are quite the interesting place I am certain you will like it, don't touch anything though, the security on the Artifacts are basically 10 times that of anything else to ensure their safety, some of them are so powerful that if they fell into the wrong hands... well let's not dwell on that" Medea flicked a button and Korrie would see a strange purple transparent energy expand beside the controls, touching it didn't give any tangible sensation of touch, tough it would stretch with her hand, "Just continue to walk into it and you will find yourself in the Artifacts section before you know it" Medea gave a smile as she watched calmly from the sidelines. Korrie would find that indeed this was the case, with the thing stretching, stretching and stretching and just as Korrie thought it couldn't possibly stretch anymore and it would rupture there was a sense of, not exactly movement, but still a feeling of having moved, and she would suddenly find herself in a different room all together, Medea would arrive in the room only a second or so later, though it was not per Jumpgate as she just faded in from nowhere "Welcome to the Artifacts section, this holds some of the most ancient and powerful items in our long and varied history, please, follow me and again, do not touch anything"

Medea would lead Korrie over to what was undoubtedly a sword, it was quite a bit like a Katana, with the sole exception that it was double edged rather than single edged, Korrie could also feel energy brimming off of it in buckets "This is the Sword of Aeons, wielded by the father of all dragons a long time ago, using this very blade he carved out a home for dragon-kind across multiple realities and established an empire that still stand to this day, it was donated to the Museum once he withdrew from public life to spend his days with private matters, though if the need should arise he has retained the right to come and get it back, not that we could stop him even if we said no" As Korrie looked at the sword she would suddenly get a vision of the sword being larger, much much larger as it was wielded by a 12 headed dragon in a battle with another strange creature and the battle reverberated through time and space sending ripples everywhere, the vision would disappear as suddenly as it arrived, "The Sword of Aeons are one of the most powerful magical artifacts in this entire museum, though it is also the least likely to be stolen as only those of Tiamas' bloodline can safely touch the sword without the power within tearing them asunder on the spot" Medea would lead Korrie to another item, this one was a a strange cane? it looked like a cane but the material were not anything that Korrie would be able to identify as it seemed to be made of smoke made solid, out of a lack of a better way to describe it, it looked cloudy and gaseous and yet it was undeniably made out of a solid material "The Staff of Treaties, it is one of several items created long ago, thought the exact purpose of this item has eluded us we do know that any promise or oath sworn while touching it becomes binding until death and that it is impossible to break these oaths no matter what they are, if one swore utter loyalty of obedience to a person or cause then they would be unable to disobey any order or deviate from that cause for the rest of their lives, obviously this staff has the potential of misuse and Tiamas, Father of Dragonkind put up the wards on this staff himself to prevent it's theft, you will find it's quite impossible to touch it, as it's slightly out of synch with the space-time the living beings near it is, meaning you would need to be Omni-temporal or Extra-temporal to even touch it and even then there are probably half a dozen other security measures I am not aware of protecting it" Medea paused for a moment "Oh my I kept on going without allowing you the chance to ask questions at all, my apologies, do feel free to ask any now before we continue!" she seemed absolutely mortified that she had gotten ahead of herself, though she was clearly trying to make amends now.
 

"Say Morrag.. what's a modicum? .. also whats you mean returning me in one piece. Hrmph. Everyone's too worried about the awesome-phoenix." She nodded, giggling and mieeping slightly under the belly-button circling, subtly tilting her head. This was propably something about channeling her inner fire, after all. Plus, it felt nice. Fey was happy to chat about random things anyway. She followed along, into Morrags home, just a bit dazzedly, alredy relaxed from expanding her usual fiery spirit with the help of the fire-eating contest.

Fey looked around in the fire-mages place, liking the color-scheme, unsuprisingly and purr-fluffing up her fire-wings ever so softly.
"Uhmn... help learn sounds like a goood idea." Fey nod-enthused under the guiding and caressing, smiling a bit dopely. Fey nodded and imagined a little flame.. imagining fire came, perhaps unsuprisingly, exceptionally easy to her. "Donzo! Can imagine twoo too!" she enthused. She liked the nice flame, and today had overall been nice.. so she just randomly, lazily, nuzzled up to Morrag, making slightly sleepy bird-noises along the way and complying with what she was told and watching the fire-mage curiously.
 
The twins were met with a pleasant surprise when they spotted Aila already waiting for them. "Oh, you're already here. Hey Aila, hope you enjoyed the match. I know a lot of people who're too busy bleeding from the eyes and ears to appreciate it." She greeted with a friendly wave, her sibling a little more reserved with a nod and a smile, as the trio could now head straight for the exit and for the inn. A brief moment of disbelief showed on both siblings' faces as the golem girl commented on the fight before Shiroi shook her head. "There's worse than Crater Hellions? Oh wait, what am I saying, of course there's worse than giant explosive lava worms. I just hope I'll never have to meet any of them." The albino remarked dryly, wondering what other sorts of abominations she and her sister will have to face on their journey. Hopefully by then they'll have grown strong enough to survive, or at least have the necessary help.

Another surprise awaited them at the collisseum's entrance, the twins spotting a familiar elf and headed over, saying their greetings. "So this isn't how it's usually like at amateur tourneys? That's good to know, now I feel a lot less inadequate struggling like that." Shiroi joked, while Kuroi sighed in resignation.

"Somehow I get the feeling this unusual difficulty won't be toning down tomorrow." She remarked, the exhaustion setting in more and more as their bodies left combat mode and the exhilaration of victory wore off. She's proud of herself and her sister for pulling through those two rounds of course, but that didn't change how close they've cut it both times. If she hadn't gotten lucky with Aila, she didn't want to imagine what would've happened to Shiroi, and if the dwarf brothers weren't so nice as to help cover them from the Hellion's explosion, if they couldn't hold out against the searing flames alone and their barrier breached... She really wouldn't mind a few simpler battles, even if she knows her sister relishes the challenge. Ever since her rejuvenation the elder sister has been raring to show off and enjoy some action. As glad as she is that her beloved sibling can make up for lost time after all those years crippled on a hospital bed, she wished her sister would be just a little more careful...

The mention of food snapped both siblings out of their thoughts, as their spent bodies were quickly reminded how hungry they were. "That sounds lovely, thank you." "Concurred, I'm starving!" The twins approved of the suggestion unanimously. It was at that point that Shiroi remembered Aila and noticed her being shy in the back of the group. "Ah, right, you probably know what happened, but Maeve, this is Aila, the girl I rescued off that psychopath in the first round. Aila, this is Maeve, our... extended family, I guess?" She introduced them to each other before turning towards Maeve with a more somber expression, "By the way, I was going to ask Aya, but do you know any way to turn a golem back into a human?"
Fascinated by the purple energy of the warp gate, Korrie stuck her hand into it and watched curiously as the energy stretched like a physical membrane without actually feeling like it's there. The wyvern girl did as instructed, walking through the gate, and just like that found herself in a different part of the museum. That was certainly an interesting experience, is that why it's called the fabric of space-time? Expecting her guide to follow her through the jumpgate, she was surprised again when Medea simply teleported in herself, though by this point she was getting used to the dragons having a few fancy tricks up their sleeves.

Nodding in understanding, Korrie followed her guide as she was led to a few exhibits this time, the first being a legendary blade that radiated with raw power even through all that protection. The blade of the first dragon... She could imagine it, wielded in its true form by a 12-headed hydra against cosmic monstrosities in his quest to make a home for his children and the countless generations that would come afterwards. In fact, was that even her own imagination? It seemed a bit too vivid, and she probably wouldn't have imagined the ancestor having 12 heads on her own. Memories of the blade projected to those who gaze upon it? Through her awe and wonderment at the sight of a truly legendary artifact, a part of her was amused that the dragon ancestor used a katana instead of something more typical like a massive claymore. There's a few jokes to be made there about superior nippon steel and leveling dexterity, but she's keeping those to herself.

Suppressing the urge to giggle at her own internal bad jokes, Korrie followed over to the next artifact, which was more vexing than awe-inspiring. It looked like a cane made out of some incomprehensible material that's solid but also not. So it's a staff that enforces vows... It sounds extremely powerful, but on the other hand... "Hmm? Oh it's alright, Korrie didn't mind at all!" The wyvern girl smiled reassuringly, surprised and humbled that Medea was taking her job so seriously. "Korrie does have a question about the staff... Aren't there already magical covenants that enforce vows on pain of lethal consequences? What's so special about the staff compared to them?" She asked, thinking of the contract runes between her mistress and those two sisters, though she might have misremembered some details about that. In the meantime, her treasure lust urged her to subtly glance around for pretty sparklies. It's the artifact exhibit, there's got to be something shiny and golden and studded with sparkly gems, right?
 
Morrag found herself somewhat amused at how Fey reacted to all of this, but in the end she certainly could work with it "Modicum means a small quantity of something, usually something valuable, be it a physical object like fire or a metaphysical quality like restraint or kindness, in the case of the previous conversation it would be to show that I could restrain myself, though seeing you being so receptive, I don't think I can" Morrag gave Fey a reassuring pat on the head, even as her Phoenix friend flew over to a one of the armrests of one of the other chairs and went to sleep there, which would have probably seemed strange to Fey had she been completely alert at that point.

With the explanation out of the way Morrag pulled her own chair over so that she was sitting right across from Fey "Now enough about that, and focus on that flame dear, it's so small and calm and pretty, you want it to keep burning do you not? unfortunately it is not going to be easy, because this is a special fire that won't just burn on any regular fuel, it will only burn when two criteria are met, first being calm and collected and open minded like this helps keep the flame alive, but it is the bare minimum, to make it bigger than that little candle flame you need to feed it fuel, that fuel are all your worries and all your thoughts, just imagine them being wooden logs that will make the fire bigger when you toss them into the flame, and for each you do toss in you feel even calmer and more relaxed as the fire consumes your consciousness, leaving behind only a really nice sense of warmth and contentment, there is no need to be worried about not being able to think though, your good friend Morrag will be so kind as to do that for you" Morrag was talking slowly and reassuringly that entire time, to help Fey relax even further and sink into her words easier, of course Morrag did plan to teach Fey some Pyromancy... eventually, for now she intended to have her fun.

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Alia seemed somewhat uncomfortable at the mention of her condition to Aila, who in turn looked somewhat shocked, before a soft, if sad, smile crept over her features and she gave Aila a reassuring pat on the head "I see, so that's what happened, well I unfortunately don't know about a way to return you to normal, but I do know some people that can pull some strings for you and ensure that you won't be forced back into mindless servitude, seeing as you are, right now essentially a "berserk" Golem, then again given your circumstance we might be able to change your designation from Golem to Automaton which will afford you full rights anyway" She ruffled Ailas hear somewhat before putting a hand behind her shoulders and gently guiding her along as she led the twins out of the stadium, with Aila looking quite relieved and much more relaxed after Maeve's words "Turning any being, sentient or not into a Golem is obviously illegal, even with their consent, which, given the happenings in the arena I somewhat doubt was the case with you Aila, so rest assured I will do my best to help you, I am no stranger to people in unfortunate situations with the law, ever heard of the story about how a contestant here snapped completely after being mocked and kicked around by her opponent in this tournament, who turned out to be an arch mage in disguise, and wound up inadvertently blasting him with a Dread Curse of Azatoth?" Aila looked somewhat shocked but slowly nodded "Well obviously using the Dread Curse is not exactly... legal as it kills not only the physical body but the soul of the target if it kills the target, and at a terrible prize to the casters own health at that, needless to say there wasn't much left of the Archmage afterwards and the girl were lying oin a pool of her own blood, it took some doing but with security footage, recorded audio from the stadium itself and a lot of favors pulled I managed to convince the local judge that it was a case of emotions and magic going out of control and not a deliberate act of malice, and considering how much he mocked her I am honestly surprised she dind't snap sooner, she did get banned from the arena for life though, as her "punishment" for casting a forbidden spell" Maeve gave a sad chuckle even as Aila looked up at her with a wondering expression "You speak as if you know the one who did it quite well" "Of course I do, it's my niece who did it" as she said so she cast a glance over at the twins, to gauge their reaction to that bit of news though given all the information they had been given earlier Maeve was pretty sure that the twins had already figured that one out.

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Medea gave a few nods at Korrie's question "Indeed, there are covenants and oaths you can make that would kill you if you break them using magic, the difference here is that the wows made on the staff are unbreakable, it is literally impossible to break them, in fact it would be impossible for you to even considering breaking them, the very idea would be impossible to even contemplate to begin with, that is the difference between a regular geas and an oath sworn on this staff, one forces obedience on the pain of death, the other forces obedience, period. Obviously such a powerful artifact would be too dangerous to just leave lying around and so there are spells around that staff that even stretches across space-time to ensure it won't be stolen, though there is one thing the staff is used for, people that get a job here at the museum has to swear never to try and steal or help others steal from the museum itself on it, a bit extreme, sure, but considering what we are displaying here..." she motioned around the room at the different displays in the Artifact hall, each one undoubtedly a priceless artifact of more than just considerable power, just then one of the displays would start glowing, catching the attention of both the attendant and Korrie even as the soft orange glow from it started to pulse slowly "Huh? why is it glowing like tha-" the orb suddenly gave a bright flash and both Medea and Korrie would find themselves somewhere else entirely, an empty void...

((Yes I am cliffhanging Korrie, I figured it would be better if you were allowed to react to the transportation before I continued, also new text color options sucks))
 

Fey's slightly dazed expression gave not away if she had listened to Morrags explanation or not. As was, fey was happy that her phoenix-friend liked it here, that had to be a good sign, she nodded to herself. She did make a certain "Hahumnn.." noise, to at least show effort, though.
The Phoenix-girl lazily, relaxedly leaned back in her chair and peered over to Morrag, lazily.

"Pretty flame.. keep burning." Fey nodded, quite enthusiastically. Clearly, Morrag knew her kind of language. "Not easy? Nuuuh." She shifted, uncertainly, listening on to the pyromancer, trying her best to be calm (Easy) collected (not really easy. She was not much of a collector, after all.. but she'd try.) Open minded was easier again. She was wandering about with a wyvern-dragon girl, monochrome twins, a succubus and an Erfek, sooo..
"Humnn .. feed the fire.." Fey pondered and nodded, murring, relaxing rather quickly with Morrags approach, her eyes taking on a nicely dull and controlled expression under the fire-mages guidance, her mouth growing slack and hanging ever so slightly open with a soft sigh from the mental-guiding influence, her expression moving from her usually jumpy self to a more relaxed, lazing about stance. Fey's usual fiery spirit that made it hard to affect her with controlling aspects like these seemed to quite readily submit itself to a guiding hand like Morrags, with her cooing ever so softly, always enthusiastic about helping out the poor fires, her fiery phoenix-feathers fluffing up, before finally calming down into a rather relaxed
state by her side, with Fey making half dozey motions and purring softly, slightly inhuman and more bird-like, having embraced her phoenix-trained nature to some degree.
 
Both sisters listened attentively while Maeve explained what she can do for the golem girl; while it wasn’t quite reversing what’s been done to Aila, making sure she stays as free-willed as she can be is certainly a start, and they haven’t even asked Aya yet. Though, judging by the laws surrounding the conversion of people into golems in a world that barely seems to blink an eye at enslavement, the odds aren’t looking too good…

“The Dread Curse? I think I remember seeing something about that somewhere.”
“It was mentioned in the rules in our waiting room, yes?”

The twins briefly talked amongst themselves, remembering the incident so deadly it was recorded as reference for all future contestants. So Maeve was involved in that too? The two listened while the elf told them about the grisly details, shivering. While the use of a soul-killing self-destructive curse was probably unwarranted regardless of the amount of shittalking going around, brash actions caused by unbridled emotion were not unfamiliar to the twins, especially Shiroi.
Aila asked the question that was lingering on both of the siblings’ minds. It sounded like Maeve had to go through A LOT in order to save the curse caster from severe repercussions, they must have been very close for the elf to go to such lengths.

When Maeve answered, it took the twins a second to truly understand the meaning.

“…Your niece? But wouldn’t that be…” Kuroi asked incredulously, her eyes widening and sharing a long glance with her sibling. A few details from before may have slipped their minds after the long grueling battles, and they didn’t realize it themselves as the truth was just too out there. Though, if Korrie had been there, having actually seen her handler cast the curse to save her and Fey, she might’ve made the connection sooner.

Shiroi recovered from the shock first, humming thoughtfully. “Didn’t take her for the reckless type. So says the one who bet herself and nearly lost because I wanted to spite some jackass, I’m in no place to judge.” The albino smirked light-heartedly, making light of her true motive when she cockily put herself on the line.

“I won’t hold that incident against your niece neither, Miss Maeve. I know she’s good at heart and I’m sure she’s improved since then.” Kuroi added, smiling reassuringly. Though she made a note to self to never get on the handler’s bad side.

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As Medea explained the true power of the staff, Korrie’s eyes widened from awe and fear in equal measure. To irrevocably change a being’s mind to make even considering disobedience impossible… The fact that such a power exists is unnerving. She glanced back at the cane, feeling a newfound wariness that made her a bit uncomfortable just being near it, though her attention was drawn back to Medea again when she mentioned that staff such as herself actually have to take a vow upon that thing. Considering the kind of things that are being kept here, from Midas’ golden hand to the blade of the first dragon and the Treaty Staff, such measures are understandable, but still surprising. Just what other relics of immeasurable power is she currently surrounded by?

Following her guide’s gesture, Korrie gazed about with heightened respect at the items around her, only to stop when a pulsing light drew her eye. The fear that something even her guide wasn’t expecting was happening didn’t even have time to register before the light took them and seemingly left them adrift in a black void.

As disorientation faded, the wyvern girl’s first thought was whether something just exploded and killed her, though Medea’s presence right beside her pushed that morbid possibility away for now. “M-Miss Medea? What happened? Where are we?” She asked, trying to stay calm, though it was difficult considering the nothingness that surrounded them and the knowledge that one of the relics of immeasurable power just activated on them.
 
Morrag nodded to herself as she saw Fey's reaction, "That is it, you are doing great Fey, the more of your thoughts you feed to the fire the bigger and prettier it gets, and the less thoughts you have, you want to let it burn strong and bright, don't you, so let all of your thoughts get eaten be the flames, until your head is nice and empty, filled only with the flame and my words, that's a good girl" Morrag carefully reached over and started to massage Fey's shoulders, and as she did Fey could feel heat radiate from Morrags hands in such a way that it helped her already slack muscles relax even further, "Now Fey, as you toss in the last of those logs to make the fire burn all over your mind, making it into a singular flame I want you to imagine my words stoking the fires for you, tossing any stray thoughts into the fire in your stead, allowing you to just relax and enjoy yourself, enjoy being without thought but still all warm and safe here with me, just relax even more for me, Fey and let Morrag into the drivers seat of your little head, you can do that, right, of course you can, you are a good girl, after all" Morrag continued to massage Fey's shoulders for a bit, before she started to move down towards Fey's chest area and once she was certain Fey was out of it enough to not mind, she started to carefully grope and massage the entranced woman's chest area, all while praising Fey for being a good girl that kept her mind nice and empty as instructed.

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Maeve led the siblings and Aila back to the in, while keeping up some light small talk to ensure that the golem felt comfortable and at ease, however just as they were about to enter the door they could hear a commotion inside "Amateurs... Gravel lickers! Dammed fools!" Maeve opened the door and flints voice boomed out so loudly that Maeve had to hold her ears "HOW DARE YOU BREAK THAT HAMMER, DO YE HAVE ANY IDEA HOW HARD IT WAS TA MAKE YE BLASTED SAND DIGGERS" Maeve and the girls would be able to see Uldar and Dulgar visibly flinch as Flint called them sand diggers, clearly quite the insult, though not as much as what happened next "WHAT WERE THE TWO OF YE THINKING, SUMMONING A HELLION IN AN AMATEUR TOURNAMENT, OH YER PARENTS MUST BE TURNING IN THE GRAVES HAVING RAISED TWO BRASS HAMMERERS SUCH AS YE!" The two dwarves visibly stiffened and Maeve left Aila behind and marched over to flint "That's enough Flint, they have learned their lesson and you are going too far" "TOO FAR I-" Flint stopped as he looked at Maeve for a moment, then he took a deep breath "Yer right Luv, I did go too far, sorry lads, I know yer parents would be proud of ye if they could see how far you have gotten" he put a hand on the shoulders of each dwarf and led them out into the back room "Let's see about fixin that hammer shall we?" was the last thing they heard before the door slammed shut "Well at least flint still wears his emotions on his sleeves after all these years" Maeve turned back to the group and gave a chuckle "Although that goes for most dwarves, don't worry about those two, they know flint as well as I do and won't take the insults too personally, they did deserve most of them, after all" as Maeve spoke they could hear the sound of hammering in the next room and the voices of the the dwarves singing something in their own language "Well the noise is finally over, heard something about the dwarves causing an early recess in the tournament, did something happen?" Aya poked out from the kitchen, even as a heady and delirious aroma that would make the girls stomachs growl wafted out from behind her.

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As the two drifted a fog materialized in front of them and slowly coagulated into the shape of a woman, though one who was clearly not human, given her third eye, which seemed metallic in nature, as if someone had inserted an orb of platinum in her forehead and made an eye out of it for her, her hear were foggy tendrils of energy that seemed to have distant stars within it, as if looking at her hair was to look at the night sky, only that more of those orbs that Korrie had seen just before were interwoven into the beings hair, like planets inside the strange starry landscape, yet despite the clearly otherworldly appearance of the being in front of her Korrie would not be able to shake a feeling of familiarity, even as the being opened it's two "normal" eyes, revealing a strange multi-pupil eye looking back at her "Forgive my rudeness in just removing you from your current space-time for a moment, I did not expect someone to actually activate my orb and return it to me just by their mere presence, so I wished to see wished to see what manner of being would be capable of such a feat" the being drifted closer to Korrie and Medea, with the latter clearly not only uncomfortable but clearly fighting back a panic attack with all her might "Fear not little Mortal, for I harbor no malice towards the younger races, in fact, if it was not for you small Mortals I would not have existed, so calm yourself, your life are not in any danger" the being turned towards Korrie, then a flicker of recognition seemed to cross it's features "Well, if it isn't the little dragon that my avatar met in the forest, that does explain why my Orb would react the way it did indeed, enjoy the reward for a job well done, Mortal" The being stretched out a hand and touched Korries forhead with a single finger, the moment it made contact Korrie's would would just explode in pure, white-hot pleasure, there was no room in her mind to think or do anything but to buckle her hips, as even just drawing breath was like something ramming her G-spot in just the perfect way, the last thing she would see before the world grew hazy from a pleasure overload would be Medea rushing towards her even as she fell to the floor, when she opened her eyes next she would be back in the Museum, the orb was gone and Medea was sitting over her with a worried expression, while the sense of pleasure remained as an echo from doing anything, it would slowly fade over the course of the evening, leaving Korrie unscathed but wit ha pleasant buzz and keep her perpetually horny for the rest of the night.
 
Glad to relax and move to a lighter subject, the twins took it easy during the trip back to the inn, making small talk with Maeve and perhaps Aila while they looked forward to a nice meal and some well-earned sleep. When they arrived at the doorway though, it became quickly clear that not everyone was having a good time after the tourney.

The twins shared a look. They couldn’t quite hear what the shouting inside was about, but they had a pretty good idea about it, and if they could hear it from all the way outside then it’s not gonna be pretty inside. And it really wasn’t, as both sisters winced and covered up their ears as well, the sheer volume taking them by surprise and probably giving any other passersby a heart attack. It’s a testament to the make of the door and walls that only so little noise came through before that. Even with their ears covered, they could still clearly hear the intense scolding going on, the odd insults that felt cheesy to them but held severe meaning to the dwarves, though that remark about the poor dwarves’ parents made the twins wince themselves.

While Maeve went in to settle things down, the two sisters remained standing awkwardly outside, not daring to interfere. It did make them wonder though. Barely a thought had been cast towards their parents over the years, they were an uncomfortable thought considering they were the ones who gave their children up to the cult, leading to all the suffering afterwards. Doubly so for Shiroi, as it was by her hand that their parents died, and she didn’t even remember killing them, even if she knew she did and it was fully intentional of her own will. What would their parents think, if they could see their daughters now, one a powerful rune mage, the other a successful vessel of the Mist’s power, traveling eldritch lands with eldritch people? Would they be proud?

Kuroi would like to think so. Shiroi decided she didn’t care.

Focusing back on reality once Maeve quickly settled matters inside, the twins finally filed in, making sure that Aila was following. Kuroi’s kitty ears twitched as curiosity drove her to try and listen to whatever’s going on behind the door the dwarves left through, and was happy to hear they seem to have made up already. Then Aya showed up, a welcome sight for both siblings.

“Oh it was nothing, just a crater hellion. Tourney’s continuing tomorrow when the arena’s no longer a hole full of slag. We’re still in by the way, won both rounds. How’ve you been?” Shiroi answered casually with an intentionally smug undertone, until the delicious aroma wafting through the air knocked the pride out of her, the albino salivating with hunger. Her sister sniffed the air and nearly swooned, ears twitching and tail swaying with joy. Aya could put her food in a pet bowl and the hungry kitty would still dig in without hesitation.

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Still confused and scared, Korrie’s eyes darted towards and focused on the first phenomenon that occurred in the void, the fog appearing and gathering together into a humanoid figure. It didn’t take a genius to figure out that the woman forming before her was of cosmic origins, and the fact such a being has summoned them is both intriguing and extremely unnerving. What would an elder god want with her and her guide at a time like this?

…Has she seen this elder god before? A sense of familiarity was nagging at her…

Then the entity spoke of her reasons for this meeting. A relic was randomly activated and returned to her…? Well it couldn’t be Medea, she’s probably passed by that orb for countless times. Then it must be Korrie herself, but that makes no sense. She’s just a regular wyvern girl… Well, maybe not ‘regular’, but still, what could be so special about her?

…Oh. Oh! That’s why the entity felt so familiar, she’s Lady Pale Moon herself! She does share some similarities with that avatar they met in the forest. Merely meeting the avatar must have left some kind of magical signature that let the relic trace it back to its original owner. That’s convenient. Not so much for the museum, since they just lost a relic. …Korrie’s not gonna get in trouble over that, is she? The wyvern girl wondered with a bit of dread.

That dread did not last though. Curiosity and cautious anticipation filled the wyvern girl at the mention of a reward, and when said reward was given to her…

The next thing she knew, she was lying on the floor back at the museum. Korrie blinked. Wha… What happened? She remembered Lady Pale Moon poked her with a finger, and then… An echo of the all-encompassing ecstasy flowed through her, making her shiver with delight just from the memory of it. It was so much that her brain just crashed! She didn’t need to look to know that she made a mess from that too, her juices from multiple simultaneous orgasms soaking her groin and the floor. Even now her pussy still tingled with want, and the heat of lust burned steady within her. Something told her that’s not going away for a while, and she’s not complaining.

Now was not the time to fantasize about her mistress or handler playing with their horny pet though, noticing her guide who’d been watching over her worriedly. “Umm, Korrie’s fine, please don’t worry.” The wyvern girl offered a tired smile, hyperventilating a bit while she tried to sit up. “S-Sorry about the mess… and the missing relic… She really wasn’t expecting that.”
 

Fey yawned lazily and noted, absent-mindedly to Morrags words. "Nice and empty. enthrallleed.. good girll..." She mumbled, nod-nodding along with Morrags words, her eyes turning a relaxed, empty expression and her lips filled with a playful, if empty smile. She murred softly under the relaxing massage, not offering much in the way of resistance as she listened on to the fire-mage. "Hmnn. warm and safe.. niceee.." She enthused, smiling and moaning ever so slightly under Morrags caressing-lewd touch of her breasts, nipples quickly hardening into a pronouncedly aroused state, her playful flames wiggling and tickling up against the fire-mage harmlessly, her skin soft and warm and yielding to the touch.
 
Morrag grinned to herself as she heard Fey's agreement, throwing all caution to the wind she leaned down and gave Fey's cheek a delightful little kiss "That's a good Fey, all obedient and empty headed, now let's see here" She slowly moved around Fey, so that she was in front of her, giving Fey an open and lustful look over her body now that there was no chance that Fey would resist her advances. With a bit of a thoughtful expression she continued to massage Fey' breasts "Hmm, I did plan on jst taking you here, empty your mind and ravish you for a bit, but now that I have you here I just can't make up my mind on how to begin the fun, Fey I want you to get into the position you most prefer to have sex in and once you are in position you will be convinced someone is doing it with you, s o that I can see a perfect emulation on how you prefer it" Morrag leaned back as she gave the order, watching could be fun as well and it would be interesting to see Fey demonstrate her favorite position "Once you have gotten off on this order once I want you to freeze in place and not notice anything at all until I take position as your partner, you will then continue as before as if nothing has happened" Morrag couldn't really help herself from deciding to join in and it would be interesting to see if she could manage to do so, it would depend whatever Fey found the most interesting, even more so in case her favorite was some kind of exotic fuck, though as far as Morrag was concerned it didn't matter if she didn't like Fey's favorite she could change it easily enough given Fey's current condition, that being said she couldn't really play for too long, Fey had unfortunately mentioned the whole thing in front of Aya and while Flint and Maeve might trust her, she knw Aya would never fully trust anyone else with the well being of her charges, given her tendency to be over protective.

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The moment that Shiroi mentioned the Crater Hellion Aya visibly cast a murderous glare towards the workshop and seemed tempted to walk in there and give the dwarves a once over herself, though after looking over the twins and Maeve she gave a sigh instead "If if wasn't for the fact that I had to hear Flint chew the two out for a while now I would be busy pummeling those two into the ground myself, as it is I will let it slide, this once" She disappeared into the Kitchen again, though she popped her head out a moment later,"Girls, help me set the table, dinner are almost done, and bring along your new friend as well" She calmly returned into the kitchen leaving the girls to ask Maeve where the dishes and cutlery might be, which, as it turned out, was inside the kitchen itself. Inside the kitchen the girls would find that Aya had made a solid meal of some strange meats and plants that the twins had never seen before, but whatever it was the scent could almost be described as divine "I hope you are hungry girls, because this is gonna be a solid meal" her tail pointed the girls over to the cupboards and the drawers with the cutlery inside as she spoke. Once the girls had grabbed dishes for everyone, with Aila pointing out that she could use normal food as a fuel source and as such would like to join the meal they were pointed to a small private room where there was a table big enough to house the entire group.

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Medea's worried look melted into one of resignation "Don't worry about it, it's not like you have any idea what would happen, besides it's not like the wards here are constructed to deal with Outer Gods deciding to take what turns out the be rightfully theirs back into their possession, the wards protect against theft, but if the item was that person's to begin with they won't work since its not theft, technically anyway" Medea offered Korrie a hand and pulled her onto her feet "That being said, I am afraid I will have to cut the tour short as I need to report this to my superiors and given the festival there are no other people here to work as a guide, so I am afraid I have to guide you back out and ask you to come back tomorrow if you are interested in continuing the tour" she gave an apologetic smile even as she gently guided Korrie to another portal "Just step through here while thinking about the place inside Ulthar you want to go and you will end up there, this shoudl save ou the trip through town if you have a ways to go, or you can just return to the main hall and leave from there should you so desire, again, my deepest apologies" Medea gave a deep bow and looked at Korrie with a slightly pained expression, clearly not happy to have to end the tour so suddenly.
 
“Please, it’s just a giant explosive lava-spewing sandworm, it wasn’t that bad, cut them some slack.” Shiroi said with a chuckle, proud of her and her sister’s accomplishments but not wanting the dwarf brothers to get in more trouble as it is.

After a quick “Alright”, the ravenette catgirl asked Maeve about the dishes, and the two ended up going into the kitchen anyway, getting a sneak peek at dinner. There were very few of the actual ingredients they could recognize as anything earthly, but whatever those meats and herbs were, their sweet scent was making the two salivate and that’s all they need to know.

“Hungry? I’m starving! Never been so glad to be starving neither, I don’t think I’ll want to leave a scrap of this stuff tonight~” Shiroi complimented Aya’s cooking with a grin and her sister nodded in agreement as well, the two swiftly delivering the utensils to the dining room to set the table. “Hey, is anyone else back yet or is it just us?” She asked as she did so, curious.

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Korrie gingerly accepted Medea’s hand and picked herself up, her footing a little unsteady from the mind-blanking climax she just had. “It’s alright, Korrie understands. We can continue tomorrow!” The wyvern girl said with a reassuring smile, wanting to make sure her guide didn’t think she was upset or anything, before following Medea over to the portal. “No need to be sorry, it’s more Korrie’s fault than yours. See you tomorrow, Miss Medea~” She assured again, waving good bye before stepping through. Deciding it was best to head back as quick as possible given the circumstances, Korrie had the portal drop her off right on the inn’s doorstep, stepping through and looking around to see if the others were back yet. She’ll probably have to explain why she’s in heat, but she wasn’t embarrassed about it at all. In fact, she’s pretty certain Aya will be happy to make good use of this horny little pet wyvern tonight~ Just thinking about it’s sending a pleasant tingle down her spine…
 

Fey pondered at the task and direction.. which wasn't easy, considering she had priorly been told not to think. What -was- her favourite position. She swayed uncertainly for a brief moment, before shifting, reaching out and cuddling up to an imaginary lover, which, considering her recent.. experiences.. turned out to be Christine. Which, in turn, likely made it odd for Morrag to decipher what was going on, as fey imagine, coiled against a multitude of lewd tentacles, while she simply nestled her head against a pair of soft, warm, imaginary breasts, licking and pawing playfully a bit into the empty air.

When Fey began rocking back and forth, despite getting on all fours and very obviously pleasing someone before her, enthralledly, it had become rather clear that she wasn't imagining an entirely human lover, happily mixing lewdness with a petlike cuddling act. Morrag would have to watch that show for a while.. no one had warned her about Fey's aquired sexual endurance after all and she was more dedicated bringing her sexual partner to a climax before having her own, slightly puffing up her feathers when she imagined someone praising her for her skills. .. she would eventually climax indeed, if Morrag could wait and watch the show all the while.
 
Upon seeing the somewhat unusual position that Fey was making, Morrag had no choice but to rethink her plan, this simply would not work like that, at all, but how to take advantage, sure she could just have her way with the entranced girl, but that was too easy and she was determined to get something special out of tonight, no that would not do she had to get creative if she wanted to really enjoy herself, besides it was not every day she had the opportunity to have her way with something as rare as this woman, as she pondered what to do her thoughts were interrupted by Fey cumming as instructed, Morrag had been lost in thought for quite some time "Alright girl a slight change of plans, stand up now, there is a good Fey, stand still now I want to try a little something" Morrag calmly walked over to where Fey were standing and then put her forehead against Fey's, then slowly started to finger the entranced Phoenix-girl, though for Fey the entire sensation would feel off, as if it had a delay though Morrag was clearly getting wet, and fast, as she was interrupting the sensations, sending them into her own mind before feeding them back into Fey, causing a slight delay on the sensation.

Having done this for a bit, and gotten well hot and bothered she pulled her forehead back, a silvery thread still connecting the two, "Now, let's see here" Fey's body would twitch for a bit, as Morrag walked past Fey and laid down on the bed, then, she simply directed a thought to Fey through the silver thread "Time to earn your pleasure, Fey, get licking" Once Fey began a very similar effect from before would occur, where she could "feel" herself getting licked, as Morrag started to feed her own sensations into Fey as well, allowing Fey to simply alter her technique from how good she made them both feel, Morrag was out to have a good time, and even if Fey were not exactly there to enjoy it, at least Morrag was considerate enough to let Fey feel just as good as Fey were making Morrag feel, besides Morrag was quite certain it would make Fey less eager to take revenge later should she ever remember what had transpired, or atleast make her lessl ikely to tell Aya, who probably skin Morrag alive if she knew.

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The twins and Korrie would probably notice one another as the twins were carrying plates and utensils into the private dining room, which turned out to have a pretty nice view out over a small park behind the inn, where numerous cats were busy directing a bunch of dwarves lugging heavy crates marked "Explosive" and "No Fire" in several places, probably one of the fireworks crew in action, Shortly after the twins had passed Korrie Maeve would emerge from the kitchen as well, carrying a bowl full of stew of some kind, though once she noticed Korrie she stopped and gave a curious expression "Something wrong Korrie? I am quite certain that the Museum should still be-" What else she was saying was interrupted by an incredible noise from where the dwarves had been working, it sounded like lots of somethings had hid the floor hard, lots of heavy somethings and if the loud cursing was any indication the Dwarves had not gotten away unscathed, "Korrie dear, be a darling and check whats going on, would you? I would myself but as you can see I have my hand full with helping out getting the dinner on the table" She gave Korrie an apologetic expression as she headed towards the dining room again and narrowly dodged the twins as she passed them in the doorway.

Once Korrie entered the workshop she would find the place in complete disarray with several boxes that at one point had clearly been full of ores of different kind lay strewn all across the room, with Flint busy excavating the top half of another dwarf, if the twins had been there they would have known the unlucky half buried dwarf to be Dulgar, with Uldar busy extracting himself from a pile of coal that had rained down on him from the shelf that had clearly collapsed for whatever reason. "Ah, Korrie, nice timing, think ye can help me dig out Dulgar here, I don't think he can breathe properly right nao and I cant seem to get him loose fast enough on me own" there were some kind of noise from the pile of pebble sized ore that Dulgar were still burrowed in to his waist, head first, sounded somethign along the lines of "fef fe fouth fof feh, fanf fhevh" to which Flint just shook his head. Korrie would have no isses at all getting Dulgar loose, in fact, with her enhanced strength she could jsut grab the dwarf by the legs and pull him out, provided she remembered she was strong enough to do so, if she did grab him out that way she would the first thing Dulgar would comment on was the nice view he was getting on Korrie's body, which would promptly earn him a boot to the face from Flint along with a comment on not checking out extended family, if Korrie just dugh im out, he would ogle Korrie for a second before catching himself and thanking her for her hlp, though he would still earn a slap on the back of the head from Flint once Korrie turned around.

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After Korrie went to help the dwarves Aya would direct the twins to help carry the food out, which turned out to be a literal feast, with several interesitng meats in the form of ham and steak, as well as some sausages and meatball looking foods, which Maeve would later inform them were actually fried vegetables, there were also a vegetable soup which contained strange plants that decidedly did not belong on earth at all, though the smell from it would have the hungry twins fight to hold their drool in check, as the soup was clearly the main source of the smell they had gotten earlier, though with the help of Maeve the job would go relatively quickly, once the last of the plates of food were carried out Aya would wave the twins over and direct them to a door of to the side of the kitchen "Ok you two, all that left is to get the beverages up to the table, mind going into the wine cellar for me, it's not gonna be too hard though it might be a bit cold, not ot mention the stairway might be a bit slippery so be careful when you go down there" The twins would find that Aya was not kidding about the stairway, which was made out of polished oak and due to the chill in the air was somewhat went and slightly slippery as a result. once the twins got down there thwy would immediately remember a little issue though, Aya had not mentioned what to fetch and since none of the wines were any type the two would recognize they would have no choice but to either graba bottle and gamble it was one that would fit the meal, or head back up and ask for better instructions.
 
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Fey dutifully stood up, too entranced to protest much, looking at Morrag with calm, glazed over eyes, only mieeping ever so slightly under the fire-mages touch, blinking slightly, slowly at the delayed feeling first and the silvery thread afterwards, not the best at figuring these things out even without the entrancement. Still, she smiled relaxedly, certainly not minding the pleasure and approaching Morrag as directed, purring ever so slightly, with a subtle flush to her cheeks when invited by Morrag.
The Phoenix girl smiled and began attending Morrag, even adding in a "Yes mistress" under her enthrallment, kneeling before her, albeit blinking when she felt the sensation of licking her fast.. quickly adapting herself to lick and suckle and please Morrags pussy, clearly not being a beginner at this, by now, hot tongue licking around and then diving into Morrags flower, if her peacefully enslaved expression was any indication she didn't seem to mind this all that much.

Her own legs writhed a little in time with her licks, a soft moaning interrupting her tongue-work before trying to dive in all the harder into it, holding onto Morrag's legs to steady herself, lick-suckling on her clit, writhing.. clearly preparing to send an orgasm over to the lewd fire-mage.
 
As the twins started to move the plates out to the dining room, they caught sight of Korrie who was just about to go looking for someone. “Oh, you’re back. Just in time, dinner’s almost ready. How’s your day… been…?” Shiroi greeted, though her eyes squinted as she noticed something a little off about the wyvern girl, looking her up and down to pinpoint it. Kuroi looked over as well with a smile, and both figured out exactly what was different about the pet wyvern at about the same time, the shy kitty blushing as her eyes widened, while Shiroi just looked bemused. “…What the heck were you doing earlier?”

Korrie just chuckled a little, though it was embarrassing that she was so obviously in heat the twins could tell from a glance. “Korrie was just at the dragon museum. Something unexpected happened, it’s hard to explain, Korrie can talk more during dinner. What about you two?”

“Long story, guess we’ll save it for dinner too.” Shiroi shrugged, “Anyway, gotta set the table, Aya’s in the kitchen if you’re looking for her.” She said before moving on with her task, the two siblings hurrying to the dining room to finish setting down the plates. They took a second to admire the nice view and observed the workers outside. “Huh, explosives? That’s some interesting cargo.”
“Ah, there’s supposed to be fireworks tonight, right? Maybe that’s what those are.”
“Oh yeah, almost forgot about that. So much for sleep, I’m not missing a magic fireworks show if I can help it. Speaking of fire, where do you think Fey is?”
“Maybe she’s still at the festival? I’m sure she’ll be back sooner or later, if she isn’t already.”

Meanwhile, just as Korrie was about to head to the kitchen like the twins suggested, Maeve came out and stopped her, and before she could answer the elf, the sudden loud noise made both her and the twins jump in shock, though fortunately no plates had hit the floor. A little shaken and confused seeing as she had no idea the dwarves were there, Korrie nonetheless nodded a quick “Okay!” and went to investigate, the twins hurrying back after setting the table just in time to see the wyvern go deal with the problem, catching a glimpse of the carnage before the door closed. The two shared a look before returning to the kitchen. If something else explodes in there they don’t wanna be anywhere near it.

As Korrie entered the workshop, she can only blink confusedly upon gazing at the mess and wonder what the hell happened. She didn’t know any of the dwarves besides Uncle Flint neither, but she just figured they might be his relatives. Introductions later, help first! With a nod and an affirmative hum, the wyvern set to work helping dig the unlucky dwarf out from the pile. Not nearly used to her newfound strength yet, her first instinct was still to just dig him out the normal way, though she was pleasantly surprised to find that the task was even easier than she imagined. Work was swift, and by the time she’s unearthed the buried dwarf, she hadn’t even broken a sweat! Even if the persistent heat of passion still burned steadily inside, making her feel warmer and her breathing slightly heavier as if the task actually took some stamina. “There we go. Are you okay?” She’d ask good-naturedly once Dulgar was freed, not even noticing she was being ogled. “No problem~ Is there anything else you guys’d need Korrie for? It looks like you might need help cleaning this up… What happened anyway?”

Meanwhile, the twins resumed their work delivering the food to the dinner table, gulping down saliva as they stared at each platter of fascinating food, the delicious aroma wafting directly into their nostrils. Whatever exhaustion they may have felt earlier quickly evaporated, replaced by impatient hunger. They worked quickly, the sooner they get to eat the better, and Maeve’s help was more than appreciated. Soon only beverages remained missing, and the siblings headed down into the cellar as instructed, careful to heed Aya’s advice after Shiroi nearly slipped on the first step. It was only once they were down there that they realized a tiny little problem.

“Uh… Did Aya say what bottle we’re supposed to take?” Shiroi asked, sweeping her eyes slowly across all the available choices, none she’d recognize even if some of them were earthly, she’s no connoisseur of alcohol.
“I don’t think she did… Should we go back and ask?”
“If we’re gonna have to come back down anyway we might as well just grab one now. Who knows, might save us the trip.” The albino shrugged, and carefully took a random bottle, whichever one was most eye-catching, before the two made their way back up to show it to Aya.
 
Morrag pulled Fey in more firmly her flushed expression slightly unhinged as Fey's skillful administrations were starting to have quite the effect on her "This is unusual. Ay- Gaaah... Aya usually does not go for Oral that much, who trained you this well I whooohoonderrr" Her legs clamped in hard on Fey's head as she crashed over the edge, grinding Fey's face with her nether lips and smearing quite a bit of juices all over her as her, simultaneously the same Orgasm would get forced into Fey's entranced mind, likely sending her over the edge as well.

Morrag fell back on the bed spent, and slowly nudged Fey away from her nether lips, she was tempted to just call it a day here and snuggle with Fey until she had to go, but that would not do, she had had her fun and knowing Aya she would undoubtedly make sure that she had done as she had promised, with that in mind she gently nudged Fey onto her feet and into the bathroom and told her to carefully wash her face so that her cum were not visible, meanwhile Morrag calmly cleaned up her and Fey's cum stains, would not do to have evidence like that lying around.

With that taken care of she led Fey back into the room and had her sit down again in the same position as before, now however things would be somewhat easier "Alright little Fey, listen up now, I want you to take the memories of this little playtime and drop them into the fire and then watch as the fire turn them into nothing more then a vague memory of a dream, just a nice pleasant dream a distant dream that you remember vaguely when you are all alone and want to feel good, a fantasy if you will, just take all the memories and drop them into the fire to make it so, then tell me once that has been done, my darling little Fey, next I want you to keep dumping all memories of what goes on while your mind is ablaze like this into that same fire, banishing those memories into distant and pleasant dreams" Once Fey confirmed she had done as instructed Morrag nodded to herself, yes this could decidedly work.

"Alright, with that done I want you to let your own thoughts emerge from the fire again, but keep them on the down-low, you are still entranced by the flame for now, I want you instead to focus on your necklace and it's connection to the realm of fire, the more you focus on it, the more your thoughts surface, the more distant the memories of what just unfolded becomes, however I want you to do more than just focus, on the necklace you can sense it can't you, the connection it has with the Plane of Fire, you can use that connection, focus on it and as you wake up completely I want you to try and coax the energy you sense from this connection into your hands, it's alright if you fail, we will just have to try again, but please give it a go" Once Fey woke up she would probably have more trouble with maintaining control of the energy she was dragging from the necklace, seeing as she would be prone to distractions again and not just single minded obedience, but Morrag HAD promised she would teach Fey and it was a good excuse in case they had spent more time than Morrag had intended.

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Flint looked around the room with a somewhat annoyed expression "Me own fault, were so focused on fixin the busted hammer these two broke in da tourney that I didn't notice the fly headed for me nose, flew in just as I were busy chantin' and the chant was garbled, which when yer busy inscribing enchanted runes are... not very good so to say, ye can see the result of just one small mishap, and that wasn't even that strong a rune that got busted" He shook his head and dragged Dulgar over and helped Uldar extract himself from his pile "Don't ye worry bout the mess we will get this sorted out in short order, thanks for the help digging out Dulgar though, he got that pail o rocks in his head, good thin ye were wearin' yer helmet, eh lad?" Flint gave Dulgar a jovial, if somewhat heavy, pat on the back which had the younger dwarf nearly stumble back to the floor on the treacherous footing currently in the smithy "Say actually, if you wanna help there is one thing ye can do, go make sure that Aya actually get the good stuff ta drink, she might not be able to hold her Liquor, but that does not mean the rest of us have ta suffer for it, so do me a favor and make sure that she actually serves the Itragi Red Wine and some Terau Golden Mead and not some cheap as low alcohol like Rasitiek Brandy" The mention of the latter had the two younger dwarfs shudder in unison, clearly not a choice of drink they would like at all, which probably meant that would be what was drinkable by normal people without getting completely drunk immediately.

The bottle that the twins had grabbed were labeled Gorian's Malt and were actually somewhat dusty, meaning it had been lying there for a while, of course whether that was a good or bad thing were of course impossible to say at the time, though before they could make their way up again they would hear a distant conversation from upstairs, one was so muffle the twins would have a hard time catching it, but the other voice was much closer and they could pick out parts of the words, it sounded like Aya "Oh, Korr--- wha-- is -t? alread- -wins do-n int- t-e ----sement for dr---- s- it'- thei-- choi-- o- --at to b-ing back -p" it sounded almost like Aya was responding to a question from someone, presumably Korrie if what they heard was any indication, about what would be brought up the door at the top of the stairs suddenly opened momentarily "Girls, do me a favor and bring three bottles, we are 10 people so we are going to need quite a bit to drink, might even be 12 if Fey and Morrag gets back before we have all eaten" Aya would close the door and move away before either of the two could respond, and they could hear the noise of pans and pots being moved around and running water, clearly the finishing touches before the feast was under way.

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Korrie explained while Flint explained the situation, having no idea what happened about the hammer or the tourney, but she had to suppress a snicker when she heard the mess was caused by a single fly. Still, it is a reminder that magic is dangerous stuff. She did chuckle good-naturedly though at the dwarves’ rough family camaraderie, and nodded to their request. “Itragi Red Wine or Terau Golden Mead, right? Korrie’ll be sure to ask Aya about it! Korrie’ll be going then, good luck cleaning up!” She agreed and headed back out to relay the request, though come to think of it, aren’t dwarves supposed to have REALLY high alcohol tolerance? Something that could get THEM drunk might be near lethal for a normal person… She might wanna ask for some of that brandy to go with the dwarf drinks… What was that brandy called again? Rasi something…

Entering the kitchen, Korrie quickly located Aya and walked up to her. “Korrie’s back! There was a rune mishap, but Flint and his relatives are cleaning up fine. They also asked for either Itragi Red Wine or Terau Golden Mead for tonight, is that okay?” She’d ask, though it seems the dwarves might be out of luck. Oh well, at least she tried.

Meanwhile down in the basement, Shiroi inspected the bottle she chose, wiping off some of the dust. “Gorian’s Malt? I have no idea what that is, but I guess it doesn’t sound too alien.”
“It looks really old and neglected though… Are you sure this is okay?” Kuroi asked uncertainly, eyeing the dusty bottle. They’re going to be DRINKING that…
The albino just shrugged though. “Age’s supposed to be a good thing for alcohol, right? That means it’s vintage! If it’s actually god awful then Aya will tell us, let’s just- Hmm?”

The two sisters paused as they heard Aya talking to someone upstairs. It was difficult to listen clearly, until the door opened with further instructions, and closed before either of them could ask what they’re supposed to bring.

“Welp. Did you hear what she said earlier? I think it has something to do with the drinks but it was too muffled for me.” The albino asked, not expecting anything, but to her surprise…
“…I think she was talking to Korrie, and she said it's our choice what to bring back up. O-or something along those lines.” The ravenette answered uncertainly, as her sibling’s eyes glanced up at her fluffy twitching ears. Practical AND cute...

“…Huh. Well that’s good to know, nice work sis~” The albino grinned before reaching up to gently scratch behind the catgirl’s ears, making her purr and nuzzle, “So, that means we’ve got free reign then~ We’ll need two more bottles, so how about we each choose one?”
“That sounds good.”
Examining the rest of the selection, the twins each chose one more random bottle, checking the label. Kuroi ended up with a bottle that read Terau Golden Mead, while Shiroi went for the oddest bottle she could find just for giggles, whether it be by color or design. They’re in an eldritch dreamland, might as well be a little more daring!

With their three bottles chosen, the twins finally (and carefully) go back up the stairs to show them to Aya.
 

"Nice owner, of course." Fey enthralledly informed, too out of it to enjoy the pleasuring of another, beyond the physical reciprocation magic.. not that this wasn't enough to arouse the fiery phoenix.
"Hooh.. pleasnt dream..." Fey nod-nodded and did as instructed.

It was pretty easy to draw streams of liquid fire, swirl-swirling from Fey's fire necklace.. though once Fey woke up more properly she yawned a little and the flames faded awayish again. "Fuaaah... Miam miam." She remarked, smacking her lips lazily before looking up at Morrag curiously, her summoned flames collapse-poofing. "What were we on about again? Oh yes, fire. .. listen, sorry, but I'm not sure this is working out.. Perhaps I should just try my own method.. harder?" She shrugged.

(Yeah.. sorry, short response, but there's little I can come up with doing if you turn my character off and let her forget things except me saying yes 'mam, sorry <.<)
 
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Morrag pondered a bit, it was obvious that Fey could have a great talent for pyromancy, problem was she lacked focus, emotion was not a problem with her, but her inability to keep focus meant that the emotions needed were basically wasted "What we need is to find a way for you to focus on producing the flames without getting distracted" She gave Fay an encouraging pet on the head before she continued "That seems to actually be the main hurdle, Magic is not like some supernatural power that you can just use on a whim, you need to focus on it, shape it into what you want it to be, without that focus you won't be able to conjure as much as a spark, no matter how hard you try" Morrag paused and pondered once more, still idly petting Fey as she did, unless Fey tried to move out of her grasp "An obvious way for you to focus would be to enter a trance, but in such a condition your ability to think and act for yourself is borderline 0, which mean your still not gonna be able to use your magic that well" Suddenly she snapped her fingers then stood up "Fey, follow me, I think I got an idea" She rose from the bed and started walking over to a corner where a small carpet were laying, she removed it, revealing a trapdoor that obviously lead to Morrag's basement "I think I have an idea on how to help you focus enough to get your fire magic rolling, without either extreme mental manipulation or altering your very personality" She gave an excited grin as she led the way down.

Just as Fey herself were about to go down a familiar weight would land on her shoulders and snuggle in close, apparently her feathered companion had woken up as well, though fey had no way of knowing that Morrag snapping her fingers earlier had been her dispelling the sleep spell she had put on it, as they entered the first thing Fey would notice was that the steep incline led into a rather dark basement, lit only by a few torches as well as her own and her Phoenix friend's flames. "Alright Fey, here is the thing, you have the potential to become a great fire mage and even more powerful fire elementalist if you could just focus, which unfortunately isn't your forte, a quick and easy fix would be mental manipulation to fix the issue, but Aya would flay me alive i f I tried that, so that's not gonna happen, the obvious solution is simple then, let someone focus for you, and I think I know who could fit that role" Morrag gave the phoenix sitting on Fey's shoulder a rather obvious look, just as the Phoenix itself happily nuzzled into Fey's neck for a bit, before looking back at Morrag, tilting it's head in an inquisitive way, before going back to nuzzling Fey lovingly "What we can do is to create a Familiar bond between you and your phoenix, that way you can get help with the focus part of casting from your feathered friend, although in difference from mundane creatures such a bond cannot be so easily created where a Phoenix, or similar creatures are involved, first it requires an already strong tie between the recipients, that one you two are already passing with flying colors, but both members of the bond need to consent to it, or the Bonding ritual won't work, just keep in mind that such a bond is for life and cannot be broken once established, your souls will essentially be linked, think about it, talk about it with your friend, it can understand you just fine, then give me your answer" Morrag gave Fey an unusually, for her, soft smile as she went over and started looking through several books, apparently making sure she had what she needed if Fey should decide to go through with it.

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Shiroi would have to look around for a bit for her strange bottle as most of them seemed quite normal, until, in the end she would find a small, malformed bottle stowed away in a corner, the bottle had been twisted into a more of a zigzag like pattern with the bottom more rounded like a vial than a real bottle, there was no way the thing would be able to stand on its own, The bottle contained a strange emerald green, yet clearly see through liquid, the bottle were covered in so much dust and spiderweb that she probably would have missed it had it not been for sheer luck on her part,

As Aya closed the door to the basement she turned back to Korrie, "Well Korrie, dear, since you are here thing you could help me do the dishes real quick? Most of it has already been washed so it's not that much work left" As she spoke she dropped some pans and a few dishes into the nearby sink and touched a rune on the wall that made water our down into the obvious sink from nowhere, clearly a magical version of running water, with that done Aya walked over to a stone oven and started to rummage inside it with her bare hands, clearly not minding the heat, before pulling out a roasted ham whose scent would decidedly make the stomach of most people grumble in delight, before she expertly started to cut slices for the feast from it, this would be the sight that would meet the twins as they got back up from the basement after their little picking, session. "Oh, there you are, lets see what you have there..." Aya eyed the bottles that the twins brought "Hmm Gorian's Malt huh, this is vintage, might have to ask Maeve or flint if it's fine cracking this one... Terau Golden, goes well with today's meal, nice pick, although, good thing we are Dreamers or this would have had all of us dead drunk in moments..." as Aya grabbed the last bottle she paused and looked more closely at it "Is this..." she dusted away the label and started reading the strange twisting letters on it, her eyes going wide, before she started walking out of the kitchen in a brisk pace.

Moments later the girls could hear Aya and Maeve discussing something in the other room, with Aya returning shortly after, a satisfied expression on her face "That was a nice find girls, Maeve didn't even remember she had that bottle, to think we had a bottle of emerald Dream still lying about, Flint is gonna throw a fit when he finds out that he will have to share that with the rest of us" Aya gave the Catgirl a good and thorough scratching behind the ears and her sibling a loving rub on her head as well before she went back to cutting the ham, now at a much faster pace than before.
 

"Hah. I never get distracted for long!" Fey suggested and murred under the petting. Of course, when Morrag told her stuff that sounded complicated and boring, she instead looked about. "Hmnn? Silly, I don't want to summon sparks. I want to summon flames." She pondered about it.
"Thinking about it, I summoned lots of fires once, but I was kinda out of it. hrmn... Was when I met nice fire-grandpa!" She cheered and tilted her head, enjoying the petting but following along as required.
"I like my personality as is! It's pleasantly unique!" She nodded at the sales-pitch, peering down the trapdoor curiously. "Is this your secret bondage-dungeon?" She asked, only mildly suspicious.

"Oh hey phoenix!" She cheered to her friend. Fey then followed and looked about. "Yep! Have great potential. But your bondage-dungeon is kinda weird.. Let someone focus for me? Oh, that sounds good. We can get Korrie to do it, she'll focus, I'll do the fire. She likes worrying about stuff anyway." Fey enthused.

"Humnn.. oh you mean the awesome phoenix.. no hurting it though!" She insisted, and nuzzles back up against the nice fire-birds beak. "..consent.. bond for life... family.. wait wait wait, you want me to marry the phoenix? Well this is moving rather quick. I mean, I don't even have rings! What do you think, nice fire-bird?" Fey inquired and seemed thoughtful. "I mean, awesome fire magic is awesome... and I'm a phoenix anyway, so it just fits.., I guess.. but we should at least call my family! Plus, I need to write up vows and stuff! Not sure the phoenix can write.. Oh and I need a white-orange dress!" She pondered on. "But hah, got married before Korrie! I win! Let's do it, what says you, awesome-phoenix?" She enthused, her flames first coloring a shy yellow form emberassment, then rising up, once she had made up her mind.
 
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