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The Battle Beneath (Tiffanian)


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Ilona: HP = 87/87, PP = 42/42, EP = 24/49, Status = Fine, Telepathy to Galo

Galo: HP = 32/32, PP = 23, EP = 25, Status = getting better

Aereia: Sage
Taron: Head Sentinel of Clyons
Aegea: Healer from Clyons

The tendril that she stroked wrapped slightly around her fingers, pressing into her touch as his main body could not, though Ilona knew from the psychic connection and that he enjoyed her caresses. The octopus' mind was fairly complex, far more than that of any simple creature that one might call a pet. Some of her people kept certain types of fish or shellfish as domesticated creatures, but they were far too dim witted to compare to the cephalopod coiled up on top of her.

It wasn't entirely uncommon for Galo's cuddling to approach or even target Ilona's erogenous zones, and her affection for and familiarity with him left her apparently perfectly comfortable even with the notion of mating with him despite the difference in their species. There was never any real certainty as to whether or not he would take advantage of her arousal; sometimes he did and sometimes he didn't, and there seemed to be little reason as to why in any given case. While he might be intelligent, he was still an animal to some extent and behaved in ways that defied the logic of a creature like Ilona. For some species like Galo's, the males ended up dismembered or even killed after they mated, but luckily he was not from such a variety.

This time, it seemed, that Ilona's arousal from the light fondling of her breast was enough to get him interested, and over the course of a minute or so his attention to her fleshy peak changed. The tentacle wrapped around it shifted, suckers gently drawing and releasing across every portion of her sensitive flesh, but nowhere was this more dramatically effective than where the thinnest portion at the end wrapped around the mermaid's nipple. Dozens of tiny suckers attached and released against its surface while the muscular appendage itself gave gentle little tugs on the sensitive nub, producing an intense rise in her level of excitement, and a few moments later her other breast was receiving similar treatment. Another tendril curled around Ilona's body, and a moment later the clasps holding her sparse top were undone and the metallic bra as whisked away to join the rest of her clothing.

For a few minutes Ilona was left to endure Galo's by that point fairly experienced stimulation of her breasts, but after not too long her bra wasn't the only piece of her clothing added to her pile of clothing. The clip of her lower garments were undone as well, and as they were tossed aside as well her slit was left exposed. The entrance to her sex, normally only exposed from between her scales when she was primed for mating, was already on full display by that point, and a trio of Galo's tentacles slid across it and began to tease her entrance with light, quick flicks. That bout of teasing was far more brief, however, as all too quickly the octopus' three appendages slid past her outer lips and into her depths, the thin limbs easily accommodated by her inner walls... For now, at least. The real stimulation came from the gentle actions of the suckers on the underside of each of his tentacles, gently attaching to her incredibly sensitive flesh and then releasing to do it again as they slipped steadily deeper...
 
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Ilona stroked the tentacle Galo wrapped around her hand with her thumb, sharing her affection for him through their mental link. She could tell that he was enjoying the way she stroked his body, that he liked being touched in such a way, though she hardly needed the mental cues she got from him to know that. The two of them knew each other fairly well by now, what they liked and didn't like. Even so there was an extent to which the octopus remained inscrutable to his friend, his mental processes simply too different and beyond her understanding. There was no predicting when he might choose to take these cuddle sessions into lewd territory, when he might choose to take her up on her building arousal, and when he would simply let it slide as it was. The mermaid had given up on trying to understand, on trying to push him in one direction or the other. In truth it had taught her some valuable lessons over time; How to enjoy a moment for what it was, to avoid feeling frustrated in her arousal despite knowing that it wouldn't lead to any sort of conclusion for her.

Today, however, would not be one of the days Ilona had to take those lessons into account. Before long the tentacle that had latched onto her breast began to tease it in earnest, wrapping around the base of the soft orb and then winding around its whole surface, suckers pressing into her sensitive flesh and then pulling off it slowly... though all that wasn't nearly so effective as the way the very tip of Galo's tentacle wrapped around her nipple, covering it in suckers as it slowly coiled and uncoiled around the stiff little nub. She arched her back, puffing her chest out as if to press it into the tendril, her arousal building quickly and pouring through into her psychic link with Galo. "Feeling frisky tonight?" she asked playfully, soon getting her answer in the form of another tentacle slipping under her other bra cup, wrapping around her other breast and kneading it with his suckers. Yet another tentacle wrapped around her slender torso, fiddling with the clasps of her bra for only a moment before getting them undone and casting her top aside.

The mermaid continued to stroke Galo's body, slowly writhing beneath him. Her tail undulated up and down slowly, causing her to slide lazily along the kelp bed. "You've become quite skilled at this, Galo" she told him, finally opening her eyes again and looking at him lustfully. Indeed, despite having no natural understanding of her body and her erogenous zones he had picked up the knowledge quickly without her even really having to coach him; simply reading her reactions through the psychic link they shared had been enough to guide him. For several minutes this continued, the octopus's tentacles coiling around Ilona's breasts firmly and then pulling back just enough for his suckers to pop off her in such a stimulating manner... She was soon squirming softly beneath him, her chest heaving as she started to breathe heavily. Even if it didn't bring her orgasm she wouldn't have minded if it went on for hours it felt so good.

Finally, though, she felt the tentacle that had removed her top slipping across her lower back, finding the clip of the small jeweled belt she wore to protect her modesty and unbinding it, pushing it aside to slip down the side of the bed. Under normal circumstances her slit was covered by the pale blue scales that covered her lower half, but now she was quite excited, and her pink sex stood out between two scales, exposed and ready for Galo. He didn't pause before taking advantage of Ilona's newfound nudity, three of his tentacles moving in to give her some attention. He ran them over her lower lips gently, their tips flicking her pussy one after the other as if to test how receptive she was. It quickly became apparent that he didn't need to worry, though, and all three of the slender tendrils slipped into her.

Ilona shuddered, her tail giving a little kick and nearly floating the two of them off the bed as her whole body arched. Galo's tentacles were small enough, and she aroused enough, that they pushed past her entrance easily... but the octopus didn't exactly rely on girth. Each of the tentacles moved independently, his suckers latching onto her sensitive inner walls and then pulling off them, just as he was doing to her breasts. It wasn't a new sensation for her, but it was always an intense one. Her mouth hung open and she clung to his tentacle more tightly, her whole body shuddering again as those tendrils started to work their way in deeper, almost as if they were walking along her inner walls. Galo would be able to feel a surge of lust and desire through their mental link, the mixture of sensations coming from her chest and sex overwhelming her for a moment.
 
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Ilona: HP = 87/87, PP = 42/42, EP = 24/49, Status = Fine, Telepathy to Galo

Galo: HP = 32/32, PP = 23, EP = 25, Status = getting better

Aereia: Sage
Taron: Head Sentinel of Clyons
Aegea: Healer from Clyons

"I aim to please~"

The octopus' tendrils slipped deeper into Ilona by the moment, claiming her one portion at a time. He had slipped multiple appendages into her at once before, and while the three worming their way into her and the two working at her chest continued to send pleasure spiraling through her body, the rest curled around various portions of her body; one still clutched in her hand and the others wrapping around her waist and stomach. His tentacles grew thicker the closer they were to his body, but her body was well accustomed it by then and taking them deeper only allowed them to stimulate her effectively.

One of them paused briefly at one point, allowing him to apply his suckers to an extra sensitive region just inside of her, and while the other two squirmed deeper she could feel an orgasm rapidly welling up inside of her from the extra intense stimulation. His body clung to her easily, unperturbed and uninterrupted by the wild undulations caused by her pleasure. The deeper he dove the better it felt, but came to head when he reached her deepest portions. Past a certain point her inner walls gave way to an area of spongy flesh that was incredibly sensitive to touch, where the vents leading to her egg sacks were located. As his tendrils drove deeper into Ilona, their bases stretched her near the center to increase the pressure against her g-spot while the tips - or two of them at least - began to carefully tease the mermaid's deepest depths.

The bursts of sensation were intense enough to leave Ilona growing light-headed, and less than a minute of poking, prodding, and the occasional nip with a sucker would be enough to drive the mermaid fully over the edge. Her orgasm was long and hard, the spiraling waves of pleasure causing the natural relaxation of those microscopic fleshy vents that would permit her spasming inner muscles to draw the sperm rich goo where it counted were there any to be had. Luckily there was none, else she might have ended up carrying a clutch of Galo's spawn, and after her first orgasm Galo's tendrils spread even further into her, pressing into every nook and cranny of her body to stimulate as much of her as possible.

A second orgasm rapidly trailed after the first, but as she came down from the second Ilona felt the base of Galo's tendrils tense and bulge slightly. She could feel heat traveling down each of his tentacles, no doubt his sperm rich goo ready to be poured into and onto her body as it issued from each of his molesting appendages. Those bursts would no doubt coat her nicely - Galo could be very messy at times - but more frighteningly it would undoubtedly fill her womb completely... And quite possibly inseminate her in the process, if she didn't do something to prevent as much.
 
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Ilona squirmed as her friend's tentacles slowly pushed deeper and deeper into her, taking time to let her feel his suckers play against her sensitive inner walls at every step of the way. His tendrils pressed against her insides independently from whatever angle he felt like, able to seek out her more sensitive spots and wind around to tease them all at once. She had never been penetrated by anyone but Galo before, and truth be told she couldn't imagine how anyone could even begin to compare to this. Her pleasure was building rapidly as he assaulted her erogenous zones, his many skilled limbs groping over every inch of her breasts and slowly claiming more and more of her sex...

And then he found her g-spot and latched a fair few suckers to it, and the mermaid simply couldn't control herself. Her tail thrashed and she twisted in the water, slipping off the bed and floating down towards the floor. She was racing towards orgasm now, an almost overwhelming sensation hitting her as the octopus pulled his suckers off her most sensitive flesh, curling and prodding into it. Still two of his tentacles slipped even deeper, until finally they curled against the very entrance to her egg sacks, pushing nice and firmly into her deepest depths. It felt as if her whole body was on fire, tensing up like a wound-up spring... Mentally she cried out Galo's name, clutching at the tentacle in her hand tightly as she bucked and thrashed on the floor, all that tension releasing. The feeling of bliss seemed to go on and on, her face twisting in pleasure as she let out a garbled cry into the ocean, her sex clamping down on the octopus' tendrils and squeezing as if to milk them, her body practically begging to be bred!

Ilona didn't really even get to come down from her peak before being pushed towards another, Galo's tentacles getting in even deeper, curling inside of her to fill practically all available space. Her chest heaved against his groping tendrils, her body arching up off the floor. The octopus would be able to sense through their mental link that she could barely think, couldn't form coherent thoughts in any case. Only the pervasive sense that she was enjoying these moments to their fullest came through, her sheer bliss at how he was treating her. It wasn't even a full minute after her first that her second orgasm hit her, her mind going blank for a brief moment before she regained her senses. All she could do was writhe there on the floor, wrapped in his firm embrace as he played her like a fiddle.

The mermaid came down only slowly, panting to catch her breath. She could feel now that Galo was getting close himself, could feel the way his tentacles bulged out and filled with heat. "Gods you make me feel so good... Your turn now" she told him, looking down her cleavage at him. She did so love his orgasms, how messy they got... but all the same she used her mental energies again, this time blocking off her egg sacks with her psychic shield; she didn't want to bear his young for a number of different reasons, not least because people would ask too many troublesome questions... He was still making her feel so good she could hardly stand it! She took the tendril that she had been stroking in her hand and brought it up to her lips, kissing the tip of it affectionately and then wrapping her lips around the tip nice and tight. "Go on Galo... cut loose."
 
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Ilona: HP = 87/87, PP = 42/42, EP = 21/49, Status = Fine, Telepathy to Galo

Galo: HP = 32/32, PP = 23, EP = 25, Status = getting better

Aereia: Sage
Taron: Head Sentinel of Clyons
Aegea: Healer from Clyons

The octopus tendrils continued to rub steadily against her most sensitive regions even as Ilona came down from her second peak, the constant rubbing against both her g-spot and the interior of her womb making it difficult to offer even a few moments of coherent thought between the constant waves of pleasure. Galo's attentions became more fervent with every passing moment as Ilona settled again, and once she looked down and gave him permission to go wild the octopus' tendrils began to squirm around and inside of her. Even teasing against her deepest depths could cause her egg sacks to ripen and the vents that would permit any given mate's sperm to seek the ripe ovums waiting on their stalks to relax.

They had been going bare flesh on bare flesh up until that point, but with an effort of will Ilona created a barrier between herself and Galo that would keep the oncoming rush of semen from impregnating her. The octopus' myriad of limbs began to squirm wildly to replace the loss of sensation, however, all three now pressing in deep and writhing in all directions. She could feel the heated bulges traveling up each of them, getting closer and closer to the tips from which the jets of cum would soon erupt, one now in her mouth and no less than three writhing about in her moist channel.

Galo's other four limbs tightened around her, pointing their tips against her stomach, backside and breasts as he prepared to cum. Ilona could feel the surge of ecstasy that accompanied his release rising in her companion, and a few moments later she was left joining him in mutual release as he started cumming both in and on her. Jets of hot, white, sticky gunk sprayed across her body and into both of her holes. The familiar flavor of Galo's sperm-rich goo as it flooded her mouth greeted Ilona, but more urgently she felt all three tentacles burst inside of her, spraying cum in every direction such that some of it was sure to end up in her egg sacks... And it very nearly did. Ilona's concentration faltered as the bursts of liquid heat left the sea creature's seed attempted to flood every nook and cranny of her depths, pressing against the barrier she had created even as it grew thinner by the second. The more it weakened, the more she could physically appreciate the liquid heat and how satisfying it would feel against her flesh.

It was by the barest of margins - and the fact that Galo wasn't actively attempting to seed her and began to contain the rapid squirming of his tentacles - that Ilona averted receiving a massive filling of potent octopus sperm. As it was, she ended up taking a massive quantity of cum inside of her and over twenty jets of it across various portions of her body. Much of it simply floated away, but quite a bit also clung to her flesh, especially on her chest, and none could escape her depths or her mouth unless she forced it to. Galo's orgasms were almost always so messy, however, and after each tendril had ejaculated about four to six bursts of semen he stopped and began to relax.

The octopus didn't need to recover as more normal men did, and simply slid his tendrils out of Ilona after a moment. He didn't pull away entirely, of course, leaving Ilona to decide how - or if - she wished to clean herself off before taking her rest.
 
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Almost as soon as Ilona finished speaking to her friend his tentacles began to squirm and writhe inside of her, quickly making thought nearly impossible. She had already cum twice, and already she was being pushed towards a third... She could feel Galo's tendrils repeatedly prod against the deepest part of her, rubbing and teasing her, and she could tell that the very action was stimulating her fertility, preparing her body to bear young. It gave her an even more pleasant feeling, albeit one with a hint of danger... and a part of her wished that her body weren't so receptive. It would have made the mental barrier she put up between the two of them unnecessary, would have made the finish to their sessions much more pleasurable, or so she thought.

A little tinge of regret would slip through the mental link as the physical sensations dulled for the both of them, though they both knew the reasons for what she did, at least as well as she could explain. Galo's tendrils squirmed wildly inside of the mermaid, pounding against the psychic shield inside of her to try and squeeze every ounce of stimulation he could out of it, her own pleasure quickly building... He squeezed her tight with all of the tendrils wrapped around her body, suckers pressed into her breasts hard enough to deform the soft flesh. It was hard for her to not really have any way to reciprocate, cradling his small body with one hand.

If Ilona felt as if she wasn't making the octopus feel good the worry was quickly dispelled by the sheer ecstasy that burst across their mental link, and then those bulges of warmth finally reached the tips of his tentacles. His hot, sticky seed shot against her belly, her breasts and her back, and though quite a lot of it simply floated off in the water a fair bit clung to her pleasantly. More spurted into her mouth, against her tongue, his flavor quite familiar and pleasant to her... But of course, quite a lot blasted the walls of her inner barrier, filling her with a warmth that she could only sort of feel. The mermaid's body reacted to the flood of seed and feeling, writhing on the floor as a third orgasm washed over her, her tail flicking up and down rapidly. Her climax dimmed her focus, the shield inside of her thinning and wavering... of course, there was a part of her that wanted it that way. Why couldn't she just let it fade and feel those hot jets of cum splattered against her flesh? It would feel so much better... She would get pregnant, but was that such a bad thing? Surely it wouldn't be so bad to bear a clutch of Galo's spawn.

If he had pressed the issue the octopus could easily have overcome her willpower and broken through her barrier by sheer persistence, but he pulled back a little, allowing her that measure of protection. Probably a good thing, all things considered. Their mutual bliss went on for some time, Ilona sucking greedily on the tentacle in her mouth while the others painted her with cum, her inner walls convulsing against those squirming in her pussy through her psychic shield. Slowly the two of them came down together, Galo relaxing his grip on the mermaid as the last dribbles of his seed ran against her and into her. She sucked the last few drops out of him, gently stroking that tendril as she pet him, recovering her senses as he slowly slipped out of her. The psychic shield closed up behind his tentacles, encasing his potent seed in a small ball of energy that she slowly extracted from herself.

Ilona took a few moments to relax and bask in her afterglow, petting her friend's body tenderly. She always found herself feeling at her most affectionate in moments like this, held in his many arms after a wonderful fuck. She drew the bubble of cum up to her belly, resting it against herself and then allowing it to simply pop, the warmth spreading across her toned stomach pleasantly. "You were fantastic as always" she told Galo as she wiped her chest clean of his seed with her free hand, brushing it off into the ocean and then coaxing him up to sit atop her breasts so that she could lean forward and give him a little kiss on the top of his body. Even though they were on the floor it felt nice to lay there, and she didn't want to spoil the mood by moving around too much... though eventually she would tease "we probably shouldn't sleep on the floor like this. I'll wake up feeling stiff as a coral!" Gently she would coax him to unwind from her and then take some time to wipe the cum off her body before swimming over to join him on the bed, curling up on the soft seaweed. Her eyelids felt so heavy, her body so tired as she snuggled up to her friend. "Goodnight... See you in the morning" she said as she drifted off to sleep, the mental link finally breaking as her consciousness faded.
 
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Ilona: HP = 87/87, PP = 42/42, EP = 21/49, Status = Fine, Telepathy to Galo

Galo: HP = 32/32, PP = 23, EP = 25, Status = getting better

Aereia: Sage
Taron: Head Sentinel of Clyons
Aegea: Healer from Clyons

Galo's tendrils continued to wrap tightly around Ilona, and even though he had vacated the mermaid's depths the tentacles molesting her chest continued to tug idly at the peaks of her soft orbs and squeeze the orbs themselves. Even covered in his sperm, the mermaid wouldn't be fully free of her companion's molestations, though when she mentioned not wanting to sleep on the floor he did release a pair of tendrils and begin dragging them both bodily back towards the bed. Once they were there, however, the octopus simply coiled fully around her and settled, leaving Ilona free to let her body's demand for rest after their trying day.

She would awake some hours later, refreshed and in the embrace of Galo's numerous limbs, still naked and somewhat dirty from the events of the previous night.
 
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Ilona laid on the bed of kelp peacefully, Galo's tendrils wrapping firmly around her body. She could have been provided with no bed at all and it hardly would have mattered; falling asleep in the octopus' warm many-limbed embrace was simply the best, and she did so pretty quickly. She woke up slowly, her eyes flitting open and then closing again, one of her hands moving to give Galo's soft body a gentle pat. She had slept like a rock and felt just about as rested and refreshed as she ever had, though it was always nice to be a little bit lazy when the rare opportunity arose. Her parents were too strict to allow her to sleep in, and when traveling it was always very tense to sleep.

The mermaid would lay there for a bit with her eyes closed, idly stroking Galo until either he woke up or about ten minutes had passed. She stretched herself out and yawned, trying to disentangle herself from her friend's tentacles so that she could swim off a bit and look towards cleaning herself a little more thoroughly than she had managed to the previous night; she couldn't exactly swim around with cum plastered to her, after all. Once that was done she would start to clothe herself, although she wouldn't buckle the straps on her armor; it just wasn't all that comfortable to wear around without purpose, though she wanted to have it handy in any case. Whenever Galo woke up she would open up a mental link with him and say "good morning. Did you sleep well? I know I slept like a baby!" Now, though, she had decisions to make that she would rather have put off. First perhaps a trip to the market, to see if there was anything that could be of use to her before she met with Taron again.

See character sheet changelog for all the glorious exp spend. The gist is that Ilona spent 6 exp for 6 Spirit and then spent 10 exp along with Galo's 6 exp to give him 16 Body.
 
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Ilona: HP = 90/90, PP = 45/45, EP = 53/55, Status = Fine, Telepathy to Galo

Galo: HP = 48/48, PP = 31, EP = 33, Status = Fine

Aereia: Sage
Taron: Head Sentinel of Clyons
Aegea: Healer from Clyons

Galo proved, as usual, fairly difficult to dislodge once Ilona was awoke and set about trying to move. The octopus generally just dozed when he slept, leaving him fairly easy to awaken fully, but he generally shared her sentiment that it was best to awaken slowly given his cold blood. He squirmed a little and tightened his grip as she stretched, but when she made to remove herself from the bed he would relent, releasing her and settling back down onto the mattress while she went to clean herself off. She was able to wipe away the remaining semen without much trouble, though Galo's sperm-rich globs maintained their virility for some time and tended to remain where they were left, awaiting exposure to the proper variety of eggs, be they from a female of his species... Or Ilona's, should he ever release himself inside of her. Her sparse underthings were applied shortly after, followed quickly by her armor, though the mermaid wouldn't fully tighten the straps that held it to her frame for the sake of comfort.

"I slept good.... And I'd like to sleep more," the octopus mentally replied, leaving Ilona to choose whether or not she'd like to let him rest in their borrowed domicile or force him to come with her as she went out to begin her day.

She had passed a market when being led through the town, but when she eventually returned to it Ilona would find it largely closed. It seemed that the few vendors here now tended to open late, given how small the population of Clyons was by that point. Only one of the small huts seemed to be open for business, a dark and somewhat ill-kept looking one with a roof made up of black-stained seaweed strands with no apparent sign. The water around it was warm and felt odd as Ilona drew nearer, possessing an unusual flavor and scent to it that was sweet but... Almost like it possessed a bit of decay mixed with the more pleasant smells. There was a merkin drifting about in the entrance, a woman with a veil and a number of trailing strands of cloth that wrapped around her body and seemed to wave in the currents, but whether or not Ilona would actually opt to approach the odd, unnamed shop or simply go about her business was up to her.
 
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Ilona let out the mental equivalent of a chuckle when Galo asked to be left to sleep, and she swam back over to the bed and gave his body a gentle rubbing. "Sure thing. Come find me when you're ready or stay here and wait, whichever you'd rather" she replied, adjusting the way her armor laid on her shoulders a bit, shifting around to try and get comfortable before she headed out. It was always difficult to get it just so initially.

The marketplace, unfortunately, was almost completely closed. There was only one shop that looked like it was open, and that one, well... It didn't seem like it should have been open. It was poorly kept and had no sign to indicate what it was or what it might have sold, and the closer Ilona got to it the more a strange feeling washed over her... The water was warmer, sweeter, but with a strange flavor and smell to it that she couldn't quite place. There was a woman floating in the doorway of it, wearing a veil and an odd sort of dress that fluttered behind her with the current. Ilona didn't really think she was going to find anything she wanted in such a shop, but it was the only one open, and you can't always tell just by looking at a place, so she reached out. "Hello. I was just looking to do some shopping this morning, and you seem to be the only one here. Do you mind if I have a look at what you've got?"
 
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Ilona: HP = 90/90, PP = 45/45, EP = 51/55, Status = Fine, Telepathy to Strange Woman

Galo: HP = 48/48, PP = 31, EP = 33, Status = Fine

Aereia: Sage
Taron: Head Sentinel of Clyons
Aegea: Healer from Clyons
Treyzine: Seer from Clyons

Galo's tendrils lazily reached up to curl around her hands as she gave him one last bout of stroking before taking her leave, his suckers clutching and releasing comfortingly before he settled back down.

The strange, veiled shopkeeper would pause in her goings-about as Ilona descended towards her, waiting in a seemingly expectant manner, and when she descended to address her the strange mer barely allowed the mental connection to form and the initial message to pass before she answered; "Greetings! Yes yes.... I forsaw your coming, hence... The early rising. Come, come warrior... Come into my parlor!"

Connecting to the other mer's mind was odd, her telepathic "flavor" unlike any that Ilona had ever encountered, and as she drifted back into her shoppe the oddities about her only mounted. The walls were closed in, with few windows to permit light into the small chamber. Instead, it was illuminated primarily by dimly glowing stones that were scattered about in some sort of pattern on both the floor and the shelves lining the walls, each a different shade of blue, green, pink, or orange. There was a cauldron under which glowing embers sizzled near the center of the room, and something was wafting - likely the source of the odd flavor to the water - from it. Finally, beside the cauldron was a raised dais on which sat a strange crystal in a shape that defied immediate explanation and seemed to change in proportions and color depending on the angle from which she viewed it.

"You seek goods with which to travel, yes? Have you decided upon going to the surface, or straight to the kelp beds to seek the lone hunter?"
 
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Almost before Ilona had managed to express her thoughts this strange shopkeeper replied to her enthusiastically, replying that her coming had been foreseen... A somewhat strange claim, and one that she harbored a healthy skepticism towards. Seeing the future was, of course, possible, that much she was aware of. But it wasn't exactly the most common thing below the waves either, and more claimed to be able to do it than were actually gifted with foresight. This particular woman, though... Her mind felt strange, connecting with it giving her a feeling unlike any other she run into thus far. Perhaps she was telling the truth?

Ilona followed her into her shop in any case, looking around once inside. Much like its owner it was a strange little building, devoid of windows and lit mostly with stones arranged in a pattern she didn't understand on the floor and on the shelves, all of them a different color. It gave the place quite the atmosphere to be sure, especially when combined with the cauldron that wafted its strange-smelling flavor into the room. She was taken aback when the other woman spoke again, asking if she had decided on heading to the surface or to try and find the lone formori, expressing a bit of that surprise through their link... Either Taron was in on it, or this woman was a seer indeed. Probably the latter. "Ah, I... Yes, I'm looking for travel supplies. I hadn't made a decision yet, though. I wanted to discuss it with my companion first. I'm leaning towards the surface, though" she replied after a few moments to gather her thoughts, her eyes coming to rest on a strange crystal kept on a dais beside the cauldron. Was that...? What the fuck kind of shape was that? She was distracted by it until broken from her reverie, squinting at the thing that seemed to change its very shape depending on which direction she drifted.
 
Re: The Battle Beneath (Tiffanian)

Ilona: HP = 90/90, PP = 45/45, EP = 51/55, Status = Fine, Telepathy to Strange Woman

Galo: HP = 48/48, PP = 31, EP = 33, Status = Fine

Aereia: Sage
Taron: Head Sentinel of Clyons
Aegea: Healer from Clyons
Treyzine: Seer from Clyons

"Your.... Ah, you mean your, ahhhh.... Partner," the strange woman replied, and though much of her face was veiled Ilona caught sight of color appearing on her cheeks, and an awkward discomfort was transmitted over their mental link... Followed shortly by a third person view of the "relaxation" that she and Galo had participated in last night. The seer floated awkwardly before Ilona for a few moments, ringing her hands before her and fidgeting in embarrassment, but after a time seemed intent upon changing the subject as quickly as possible.

"My name is Treyzine, by the way... You will be able to trade for supplies in the stalls that will open up shortly, though you will not require much," she continued as smoothly as was possible under the circumstances. "The surface is... No, I should not tell you that. Affecting your decisions too much might alter them, and reweave the strands of fate in turn..." She paused, following Ilona's gaze to the strange stone that had so fixated her, "that is merely a curiosity... But it is a precious thing, one that should not be allowed to fall into formori hands."

Turning back to Ilona, Treyzine floated closer and then off to the side of her odd chamber, retrieving a crystal vial containing an inky dark liquid. This she thrust into Ilona's hand, "here... This is a vial of darkness. It will pollute the water around you, allow you to escape as an octopus would. Crack the seal upon it and the effect will spread quickly, but beware... It will not last long." She went to another shelf and retrieved a glowing white stone, "This will allow you to see... When all light has faded." When the stone dropped into her hand, Ilona felt naturally the simple magic of its construction come under her control, allowing her to will it into a steady glow, to darken completely, or create a more direct beam of light.

With her gifts given, Treyzine backed away, hands once more fidgeting in front of her. She seemed to want to say something, but was holding it back, though for what purpose she did not reveal.
 
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The reason behind the other woman's odd reaction to Ilona's mention of her companion wasn't immediately evident, though the embarrassment and discomfort at the subject was clear. Almost immediately the seer shared a vision over their mental link, and all was revealed. It was like a playback in her head of what she had done with Galo last night from a detached point of view, which meant that... Her cheeks lit up in perhaps the brightest blush of her life, hot with embarrassment. If she had been in the arms of another mer she would have felt some amount of shame at having her most intimate of moments pried at... given the taboo of what she had done she was utterly mortified and a little bit afraid. While she wasn't ashamed that she slept with Galo she also didn't want to be known as "that animal-fucker" and looked down on by others. This was the first time (to her knowledge) that anyone had discovered her secret, and how it would play out she wasn't quite sure...

Thankfully the seer didn't really give off the air of being judgmental, though one could never truly be sure... The strange woman introduced herself as Treyzine, speaking for a little bit while Ilona floated about in a bit of shock, her cheeks still heated, a bit of a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach as she gazed blankly at the wall, not replying at all until the other woman turned her back. "This... can't leave this room, please" she communicated nervously, taking in a deep breath to gather her thoughts. This woman knew a lot of things... more than she was letting on, even. Which was a bit of a worry. She came back with a gift for the blue-haired warrior, a vial of some sort of liquid that would serve her exactly as Galo's ink served him, and then briefly flitted away to fetch a magical stone that could be controlled to give light in various configurations. Useful gifts to be sure.

Treyzine floated backwards then, nervously fidgeting as if she wanted to talk about something. Ilona beat her to it, though. "Thank you for your gifts, but I must say that I don't believe in fate" she said, trying to shake off the awkward and embarrassed feeling that continued to assault her. "If you have information that might help me I would ask you to give it to me. For reasons that should be obvious. I want to help you and everyone else here, and being killed or worse while trying is... not how I want things to play out."
 
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Ilona: HP = 90/90, PP = 45/45, EP = 51/55, Status = Fine, Telepathy to Strange Woman

Galo: HP = 48/48, PP = 31, EP = 33, Status = Fine

Aereia: Sage
Taron: Head Sentinel of Clyons
Aegea: Healer from Clyons
Treyzine: Seer from Clyons

To her demand that the scene she had apparently been privy to not be spoken of to anyone else, Treyzine simply nodded. If she were to be judged solely by her feelings as they were transferred over the mental link, the seer apparently wished that she had never seen it in the first place and now merely wished to forget it.

Ilona's response to the woman following the giving of her gifts, however, caused her to frown visibly even through the veil concealing the lower portion of her face. "Whether you believe or not... The fabric of reality works as it does, and I may only see small pieces of it at a time. Even as limited as my sight is though, I know what can happen when I try to tell someone something... And it often isn't good. What I keep to myself would only hurt you if you knew it. You already know that you are going into grave peril, to tell you more would be unnecessary anyway."
 
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At the very least it felt as if Ilona's secret was safe, the seer seemingly bothered by the fact that she had seen the warrior's tryst with Galo and not wanting to think about it at all, much less speak of it with others. Of course, that had its own set of annoyances, primarily that it made her feel like she was some sort of a freak for the things she did. It shouldn't have been that way... though she didn't see any path to her changing peoples' minds on the matter. Rarely did a person think beyond their gut reaction when exposed to sexual things, and she knew enough to know that she wasn't the most persuasive of people.

Treyzine's response made Ilona frown in turn, taking a deep breath to calm herself. She considered a reply for a moment and then thought better of it... Fate was something those who failed clung to, a comfort that promised that they could have done nothing to change events, this she knew to be the truth. Saying so, however... not the best of ideas she was sure. "Very well... I suppose I'll leave it at that, then" she replied after a period of awkward silence between them. She wondered just how long it would be before anyone else opened a shop, and what she should do and say in the meantime... This sort of thing always seemed to happen to her. "So besides these that you've given me, is there anything else you sell?" she asked finally, "you seem like the type who might have some potions or some such on hand..."
 
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Ilona: HP = 90/90, PP = 45/45, EP = 51/55, Status = Fine, Telepathy to Strange Woman

Galo: HP = 48/48, PP = 31, EP = 33, Status = Fine

Aereia: Sage
Taron: Head Sentinel of Clyons
Aegea: Healer from Clyons
Treyzine: Seer from Clyons

"I normally only sell information, and sometimes those rare valuables I retrieve from deeper in the ocean... Gems and the like. Aegea and Aereia are both more adept poultice makers than I... But yes, I do have some draughts on hand, if you wanted to buy some. Here," she drifted over to the shelf and pulled out a small crate, one filled with clinking bottles of various colors. Working glass underwater without magic was all but impossible, but certain crystals could be carved into potion bottles and sometimes they would scavenge or trade for such containers. While most such things were produced in solid form like a poultice, as she'd seen at Aegea's, the liquid form of such wasn't unheard of even if they required a psychic bubble in which to mix them, and were actually somewhat quicker to take effect than the more physically substantial variety.
 
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Ilona nodded as Treyzine explained to her, and though she wondered why the seer sold information given her apparent views on giving it out she didn't say anything to that effect. She followed the woman just a bit, floating along towards the shelf and then having a look into the crate that she pulled out and opened. It was full of many-colored bottles, all clinking together softly as they rattled around a bit in their container. Liquid potions... harder to concoct under water than the more solid sorts of medicines that were normally in use, and a bit more effective as well. "They're pretty, these bottles" she replied, "not something you see every day. Do you have any potions that will restore energy? I expect to have to use my mental resources quite a bit whatever I choose, and it would be helpful to have those in a pinch."
 
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Ilona: HP = 90/90, PP = 45/45, EP = 51/55, Status = Fine, Telepathy to Strange Woman

Galo: HP = 48/48, PP = 31, EP = 33, Status = Fine

Aereia: Sage
Taron: Head Sentinel of Clyons
Aegea: Healer from Clyons
Treyzine: Seer from Clyons

"Yes, these." Treyzine pulled up a trio of bottles filled with bright blue liquid, "you flick your thumb across the top like this to open them quickly." She demonstrated, albeit without actually opening the bottle. "It will lose potency quickly when exposed to the ocean waters, so you'd best down it as fast as you can." She hesitated for another moment, and then said; "I... Can only offer you one for free. The other two are ten coins each. I am sorry, but they are difficult to make."
 
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Ilona watched the explanation and nodded quietly, fishing around in her armor for a moment and pulling out a pouch full of coins. "I didn't expect you would give me any for free" she replied as she started to count them out, "you've already given me gifts enough." When she finished counting she had a handful of thirty of the coins, and she swam over and held out her hand. "Here. This should be the right amount, I think."
 
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