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The woman knelt down as she slid her hand across the wall. Her nails caked off some of the debris as she noticed something on the ground. She shifted her weight and brought her hand closer to whatever it was. Of course, a skeleton of all things. Looked human enough, its bones were dry and brittle as if it had been here for many years. However the clothes looked like they were still intact.

She got down on both knees now and sank her head lower into the cadaver, flipping over the shambles as the vest it wore was marked by the same crest as the one explained from the old lady. "Hey check it out, looks like we found our rogue friend. He seems to have had better days though." The woman chuckled at her own joke, as lame as it was.

Her hand was excited to pull out anything of interest from the pockets. Grave robbing wasn't exactly a social thing to do with a stranger, but she dug her hands deep into each pocket looking for that ring. She grunted when something sticky collected over her digits, she only gave a half disgusted look only to be more inclined to be looking for that ring.

However, there was an extremely cold draft coming from somewhere. Then as if fortune would have it. The light, whatever light could be seen, even Jomei's Observation Mode where he could see in the dark more clearly...it all had been snuffed out.

"Jomei...I can't see a goddamn thing, are you still there?" Then there was coldness on her throat, a blade. The woman lifted her hands up and the room was illuminated once more. When she stood up and looked, they were surrounded by several rogues with blades and arrows aimed at them.

"A trap..." she snarled lowly and bitterly.

"Yes. A trap." said the voice with the blade to her throat, "No sudden movements. We all have Mastered Masteries here and we can take you out quickly. However, our Queen would like to speak with you. You will come with us now. Bind their arms, and bind this one's mouth. I've been sick of listening to her as I shadowed her." The man gave a glare at her as she smiled only to be gagged and her hands bound.

She looked to Jomei, only giving him a wink in return since she could not speak. So, they had been stalked the entire time. The woman had wondered when they had been suspected of things, she had her own ideas of what was coming up. She looked to the Hunter and shrugged her shoulders. Things could get a lot worse. They were still alive after all.

 

Jomei looked over to Vivian as she continued to examine the scratches on the wall. He closed a bit of distance between the two, pulling the sting of his bow back towards his chest and then raising it upwards to aim forward. The archer did not want to travel too far forward into the darkness without her, with a fear of possibly being separated from her in the Old Pool. With the little bit of extra vision his Investigation Mode provided, he scanned the room for any signs of life that would mean to harm them.

Vivian eventually spoke out, stating that she had found some sort of a trace of the man man they were looking for. Jomei lowered his bow and knelt down beside Vivian to get his own look at the man. All that remained was the bony skeleton of the rogue, with only the vest with the insignia the old woman mentioned remaining. For a body that must have been decomposing for a bit.. the clothing seemed pretty well taken care of.

The crimson haired elf rose to his feet again and took a couple of steps forward, turning off his Investigation Mode to conserve some of his energy. He listened to Vivian rummage through the pockets of the vest, looking for the ring, or at least something of value. Suddenly, Jomei's tall, pointed ears picked up a small sound, almost like a single footstep, which caused his ears to perk. He quickly span around to look behind him, but the already dark room was now pitch black.

"Yeah Viv, I'm here." Jomei said back to her, quickly picking his bow back up and holding it at the ready. His hazel eyes closed, as he tried to let his other senses check the room around them. Silent, everything was silent except for the beating of his own heart. Until the unsheathing of a blade in front of him could barely be heard. Reacting quickly, Jomei turned towards the sound and immediately released his arrow, yet felt a resistance, as something seemed to stop the arrow in its place. As light was brought to the room once again, the two were now surrounded by hooded rogue's with blades and arrows, all pointed in their direction. One of the men right in front of him, had grabbed hold of the arrow before Jomei could even release it, shaking his head at the foolish archer.

A chivalrous, heroic part of Jomei nearly took over, nearly. He considered dropping the bow and attacking the man with his bare hands, trying to set Vivian free so she could escape. However, he wasn't stupid, and from the calm shrug and wink from Vivian as she was being gagged against her will, he gave in. Letting go of his bow, the rogues bound Jomei behind his back, and pushed him in the same direction they took Vivian.

 

Cult of Personality​

Despite their situation, Vivian continued to move with a sultry step. Her hips would sway to a melancholy beat as her seemed to smile with her movements. Those who surrounded the Witch could not help but look at her with disgruntled glares. They were smart however. Binding her hands from stopping her from doing any hand signals for her magic, as well as gagging her for any spell incantations. Yep, they did their homework well enough. But she smiled as well as she could with the gag in her mouth. She knew what was going to happen.

They were lead down different paths. Each one was different than the map she had remembered from so they were traversing over new territory. Not the brightest woman on earth, but she kept detail on how many times they had turned since they were in that Warning Room. She kept the paces even with herself and looked over her shoulder only to roll it while looking at Jomei. She wanted to make sure he didn't feel like he was in any kind of trouble with this group.

As they continued, they were stopped at a door. More men with the same kind of clothing guarded the door and this picked her interest quite well. She mumbled through the gag in her mouth which gave her a warning glare. She sighed as the door opened, and they were lead inside or more like forced with the blunt end of their weapons. With a small skip in her step from not crashing down towards the floor, Vivian's eyes widended at the sight she beheld.

A massive spell circle was on the floor, in the middle was an elderly woman, hunched back with her arms lifted into the sky. She was mumbling some kind of incantation while several other robed figures stood their sending pure energy into her body, or what appeared like lightning. Vivian tilted her head, and so she thought that this had gone from interesting to kind of weird. The old woman shifted her pose and examined the two new guests. She cackled from the shadows before revealing herself.

The malefimancer squinted her eyes to see a look at the face and then she knew she had seen it before, it was the old lady from before. Well, wasn't that just a turn of events for them? The old ragged female moved towards them, removing the gags from their mouths and laughing. Her eyes were flowing with red energy, eldritch marks upon her face and a thick red robe, white hair flowing endlessly down her body to the middle of her back, but she was the same old lady from before. That innocence thrown away to the wind in place by this old crone.

"You two took the bait. Remember how I mentioned the others never coming back? They were sacrificed, and the map? It lead you to the specific rooms we wanted you to go to. Of course I expected you two to copulate in the resting room. That would have fed the energy in here and sucked you both dry. A miscalculation on my part, you two are not even married. You would have worn rings." The old woman spat in the direction of the female malefimancer.

"Ahh, so it was all set up. You are going to sacrifice us to some monster or something?" Vivian asked trying to attempt to learn what was going to go, but at the same time try to get her hands unbound.

"Not exactly. You see? I am a old, fragile woman. I eat the young flesh of my captors and it makes me young and strong again. It is so easy to lure adventurers in with the promise of reward and treasure. You are so easily manipulated into things. Not a smart woman after all."

Vivian snarled a bit from the told truth, she knew she was out witted but it was not her fault. To have such a quest line in the game that would lead players to their doom. She had begun to wonder if that merchant was in on this too? She hummed a bit and shrugged her shoulders.

The old woman cackled and had her guards lead them into the spell circle. As soon Vivian felt the controlling force of the spell circle, it was different than her own. It was fatiguing and draining. She felt like all the will in her body would simply vanish had she not been so angry with herself. The old lady cackled again and her red glowing eyes looked on with a malevolent look.

"First you will be drained of your will, then you will be ready for feasting. It is not possible to escape here. I have made it so. Now for the both of you will be my next meal and I feel as though I will get a wonderful dinner out of the girl. Her skin looks so soft and everlasting. So youthful..."

"Well, I might be young, but I won't be caught dead being feasted on by some old hag. Sorry, Jomei. I didn't think we would get trapped like this. We need to start thinking of a way to escape... before we are eaten as she says we will be."

 

Jomei would be lying if he said he was not worried. However, it was not the mere fact that they were captured and being lead to possible demise. It was that he had thought out traps that he thought were perfect for their situation, traps that would keep them safe as they traversed through the Old Pool. Yet here they were, surrounded by a group that had apparently been following them since almost the beginning.. meaning his traps had failed them. The man's eyes fell towards the floor, a small sigh struggling to pass the cloth that served as a gag in his mouth. Looking back up to Vivian, he could see her walk was still the same Was that just her default walk no matter what the situation? However, when she looked over her shoulder, she did not look worried.. almost as if she expected this to happen. A curious crimson brow raised above his eye, before following suit and giving in, letting himself be led to whatever was waiting.

Arriving at a guarded door, the two were forcefully pushed inside, both of the players nearly falling to their knees as they struggled to regain their composure. As the man's hazel eyes trailed up from his feet, he saw a large spell circle emanating from the ground, oozing with a power that made his chest feel tight and heavy. What the hell were they planning on doing with them? Then he spotted the woman creating the circle, an elderly woman. Immediately, Jomei recognized the face of the 'kind old woman' who had helped them earlier. His brows furrowed in an anger, feeling foolish that he had trusted her, and betrayed. The man mumbled some not-so-kind words through the gag.

The old hag walked up to the two, revealing her plan to bait the two into the trap, and all of the little details that led her to this point. But what was the point of all of this, just to trap players? Were they a cult looking to sacrifice them for some greater power? No, they were to be feasted on for their youthful flesh. Jomei felt a chill down his spine, imagining the old woman eating the two alive. "That's just..." he scowled, and then looked to Vivian. A moment later, the guards pushed the two into the center of the circle, the tight feeling Jomei felt before becoming stronger, draining all of his life and will from his body. Vivian apologized for getting the two trapped like this. "It's not your fault..I'm just to blame. I'm not the great hunter and rogue that you thought I was.. We could have avoided most of this mess.." He placed a hand on her shoulder to let her know that he was in this with her, and to reassure that she was not to blame.

It was then he had somewhat of a plan.. at least, he hoped it would work. Would it actually, he didn't know..but it was worth trying. "Hey.. old hag.." he said, a struggle in his voice. "Forget her... She has the normal life of a human..." Jomei stretched out his arms, a smirk on his face. "I have twice that. Yladians live... 200 years.." he chuckled, "45 years... and still look young.. So... if you're gonna feast on anyone.. Take me. Might as well... save her.. for another time.." At this point, he was rambling.. possibly securing his own death.. possibly both of theirs, he could not be sure. At this point, he was merely trying to stall the woman as they came up with a plan of escape.

 

Vivian smiled to accept his apology but it was unnecessary. They both could have done something to prevent this mess they were in. Neither was to blame, but if he was putting the blame more on himself, Vivian wouldn't mind it. Less guilt on her on conscious. She gave the man a gentle squeeze on his shoulder to acknowledge his words. The woman felt sluggish as the circle below their feet was slowly sapping their strength away. She would grow hot and encumbered as she stood there looking around for an escape point until the Hunter had spoke up.

"No...don't you-" but she was too late, his aggressive words had already caught the attention of the old woman as she moved towards the empowered circle and laughed at him. "Boy, I believe you are right. Take the girl out, I shall feast on her directly. Let the little man watch as her flesh rots away before his eyes!" Guards moved to hook Vivian's arms and drag her from the magical cage. She yelped as she was swung back and forth until her throat was grabbed by the veiny, fleshy arms of the old woman. Her arms shifted as they were both brought up to her neck, her body raising off the ground as she was choked of life, "Thanks, Jomei! BIG HELP!" she managed to choke out her words, her hands falling onto the flesh and bone of the old woman as a sort of magical smoke started to come off her body.

"I shall breathe in your essence woman, steal your youth and reap your virility. I shall be young again!" Chanting was heard all around as the smoke poured off Vivian's body, it was her life essence as the woman breathed in heavily and drew it through her nose and mouth as if sucking the life into her dry and brittle body.

Vivian gasped for air as she continued to choke from the hold, she snarled at the old woman as sudden changes began to occur. The warts and boils faded, leaving fresh and taught beautiful skin. White ragged hair shifting into a golden blonde, silky and revitalized once more and the grip around her neck grew stronger.

The malefimancer choked and sputtered, she leaned forward making one attempt to break free. Her hand moving swifting toward her eyes as she gouged and buried her hand into the eye socket. The woman yelled and shrieked throwing Vivian towards the floor holding her right eye.

She cursed Vivian with antagonistic words, while she gasped for air and held the old woman's eyeball in her hand. Laughing and getting up on her feet, she drew upon her maleficent power and shot a wave of power towards the spell circle and dispersing it around Jomei, "Kill the guards!" she roared at him, she would fight this Bitch alone.

Vivian lifted both hands up into the air, calling upon her own spell circle as the power bathed her in a violet light. Her hair lifted from her shoulders as the powerful gust encircled her body giving her rise off the ground. Blue eyes gave way to purple as her fingertips stormed with energy, her voice was low as she chanted an offensive spell.

The old lady who was somewhat young again, started to laugh. She fell on hands and knees as her back seemed to pop out of shape. Her fingers began to shrink and her body began to expand. She grew larger and larger as Vivian's eyes grew wide with wonderment. In place of the old Hag was a massive Spider Queen. Her limbs grew and the hairs were thick and black. Vivian backed away but continued to chant her spell, the long spider limbs came crashing down around her causing the floor to cave in around them.

"I shall devour you all!!"

 

"N-No! That's not what I said!" Jomei shouted out, as the guards brought Vivian's already weak body to stand in front of the elderly woman. Jomei shifted his body forward, trying to step out of the circle. Yet it felt as though he stood in the center of a pool of quicksand, the gravity on his shoulders trying to push him deeper and deeper in. "Leave her the hell alone you bitch!" he cried out once more, watching as the life began to seep from Vivian's body. There was nothing he could do but watch at this point.. until Vivian gave him something to watch indeed. With one last attempt, her clawed hand drove forward into the old woman's face, digging into the socket where one of her red eyes rested. Shrieks of pain could be heard, before Vivian's body fell to the floor, free of the old witch's grasp.

Casting up a ball of energy, the violet haired woman cast a spell at the circle Jomei stood in, freeing the man of the life draining energy. She then barked out for Jomei to kill the guards. With a quick nod, the man spun around to see four guards standing behind him, the two that had led Jomei and Vivian in, and two that guarded the door. Jomei knew there must have been more somewhere, yet these four were his focus for now.

The first rushed at him with a dagger, held high above his head to try and stab Jomei in the head. The archer quickly rolled out of the way of the attack, in the direction where the guards had thrown his weapons to the ground. Quickly grabbing his bow, and a single arrow from the quiver, the man spun on his knee to see a second had a second was advancing at him with a short sword, a stabbing thrust forward. Jomei quickly used his bow to deflect the blade downwards into the stone ground, immediately launching the arrow into the chest of the man, the tip piercing through his heart, knocking him to the ground.

Jomei looked to his side to see that the old woman had sprouted extra limbs, and had turned into a large spider hybrid. His blood ran cold for a moment, "Vivian you were right. Fuck old people." he said with a chuckle, trying to keep a positive attitude as he threw his quiver on his back. One of the archers in the corner of the room shot one of his own arrows, piercing Jomei in the shoulder. The player flinched, grimacing at the pain and blood that soaked his green tunic. By now, the dagger wielder had recovered and was rushing at Jomei for a second attack. The rouge hunter quickly used his bow again to bash the dagger wielder in the face, before pulling an arrow from his quiver and holding it in his hand like a knife, jamming the pointed tip into the thigh of his attacker. As the guard grabbed onto his leg in pain, Jomei raised up one of his legs and dug the bottom of his boot into the chest of the same man, knocking him back with a quick kick. The man's balance was then lost as the spider woman's long limbs came crashing down into the ground, causing the ground below them to cave in. "This is not how I expected this day to go." Jomei said, mumbling under his breath.

 

Energy flickered in her open palm as her eyes gave way to a stony violet gaze. Vivian may have been a seductress, a tramp, a whore, or any number of other names, but she was still a Malefimancer and a damn good one at that. The pillars on the wall cracked as her violent energy seeped around the broken earth around her. Her eyes flaring with animosity as she continued to draw upon power of those who were now dying at the hands of the ginger hunter.

Yes, that was most exquisite. She would turn those bodies that were on the cusp of giving their last breath as she would turn their living energy into a weapon. Sharpened like steel, and pointed like an arrow, that collection of human energy roared into a mystical form. Vivian's hand moved much more oddly than her last intended spells. This was laid in with wide sweeping motions, her feet standing in place as she rolled her hips as if she were dancing or swaying to some baleful art of music.

Her voice, once a sweetness like cinnamon almost became that of a darkened and sickening serpent from Eden, her tongue forked like that of a vile snake as her incantation traveled through the air and drawing upon the scattered bodies of the nearly vanquished. Jomei perhaps could even feel the desolate darkness from her spell as it drew upon every life energy within the radius. She would not stop though, too enthralled with her own spell, Vivian continued to draw in that energy into a fine point. The bodies that were now barely stained with life seemed to vanquish leaving a residue of dust. The collected energy formed in the ball of her hand as her glare intensified.

The Spider Queen laughed, her long limbs moving towards Vivian as webs shot from her mouth attempting to stiffen her limbs. The webs sprung, but bounced and disintegrated in her small circle of protection. Vivian's hand lashed backwards like a whip rolling into the air. She chucked the energy forward as it formed into a malevolent spear and came crashing down through the thorax of the Queen. It sliced through her, ripping asunder her entrails.

Small pools of blood swathed the cement of the ground around her. Vivian laughed, a manacle, saucy laugh. Her hands weaved once more as the life draining spear once more vanished but reformed in the open air. Her hands had called for the collected life energy as it broke apart into tiny and millions of formulated energy piercing petals. "Don't you just love life?" She chuckled, with a sweep of her hand, millions of those tiny energy particles rushed in towards the Spider Queen eviscerating parts of her body. Through the legs, thorax, head. Each part was thrashed and torn by those beautiful destructive petals as it rushed around like a swarm of violet reflected leaves.

Blood spewed from the collected wounds of the Spider Queen as she shrieked with a dissonant voice. Vivian was near to collapsing from the amount of energy she had used to call for such a devious spell, on one knee she stood within her spell circle until the Spider Queen could no longer stand. Yet it slid towards Vivian, crawling with broken legs as blood pooled in her mouth.

She breathed heavily, drawing breath as much as she could within her lungs. Her violet eyes showing azure glints knowing full well that most of her power had come and gone like the passing of a wind. She struggled to get to her feet, her vision blurry. The remaining petals dispersed around her like ash falling towards the floor in powerless soot.

 

A sense of exhaustion seemed to suddenly sneak up on Jomei as he was fighting off the multiple guards. Had his attacks taken away that much of his energy from him? No, it was more than that. Across from him, he could see the other three living guards had the same looks on their faces, drained of all energy. They also seemed frightened by their fallen comrade, who's body decayed at a faster rate, leaving only dust. Jomei took this distraction to drop to one knee and pull an arrow from his quiver, immediately launching it into the chest of the guard he had stabbed an arrow in the moment before.

It was then that Jomei felt another surge of his energy escape him, and he could hear chanting from directly behind him. With a quick look over his shoulder, he could see that Vivian was manifesting a different sort of spell, one that required much more life energy, and not just her own. The violet haired woman had been feeding off of every thing in the room, both the living and the dead. Was the spider queen that powerful that she needed to steal all of this life? Or did she truly not care if Jomei died in her attempt to stay alive. With a quick grit of his teeth, the man spun back around and launched another arrow, this one landing true in the forehead of an exhausted guard.

One left, which decided to charge at Jomei in a desperate attempt to finish off the man. His downward slash with his scimitar was sluggish, and easily read. Using his bow, Jomei deflected the blade into the ground, raising a leg as his body turned and kicking the guard in the back. As the guard's body crashed into the floor, Jomei took another arrow from his quiver, nocked it, and ended the rogue with an arrow through the back.

With the last guard defeated, Jomei quickly ripped one last arrow his his quiver and aimed it towards the spider queen, who he now saw was on the ground, blood pouring from its mouth and various wounds left by Vivian. Vivian, on the other hand, had fallen to the ground, her breathing heavy from all of the energy she had used. Despite feeding off of Jomei's, and everyone else's lives, she had exhausted herself. The man lowered his bow and looked from the violet haired woman to the once-old woman, as she dragged her body along the floor, somehow the will to fight still remaining in her.

With a heavy sigh, the crimson haired elf lifted his bow yet again, pointing the arrow directly at the head of the spider woman. After a moment, the man released his grip on the arrow, the pointed projectile piercing the skull of the woman, her body falling to the ground lifeless. Jomei then placed his bow along his back yet again and took Vivian's arm, placing it around his shoulder, and his own around her waist, to help the exhausted woman stand. "You alright? You look like you really tired yourself out."

 

"Egh, when I enjoy something, I usually go all out." The woman smiled softly at the ginger Hunter who had helped her to her feet. She could feel his hold on her waist, one hand wrapped around his neck to help steady her body from falling once again. The violet haired Malefimancer stood on both legs now, recovering from the lapse of spiritual energy. It had been exhausting to say in the least and she had not felt this way since the time she helped defend Southwatch.

Giving her partner a fresh and simple look. She removed her arm from his neck and was able to stand tall and fine once more. Her feet clicked against the broken ground as she made her way towards the deceased Spider Queen. The woman removed the exotic curved blade from her sheath. Yes, Vivian Cruz was a spell caster, but even when times when magic was not enough a sword was necessary to carve through flesh and bone for what she needed. Lifting the blade, the woman began to hack away at the remains till the insides began to spew and roll around onto the floor.

Crimson splashed into her face without much care or worry for whatever was shooting out of the defeated and dead queen's body. Then with her hand, she sank it deep into the belly of the carcass and ripped a golden ring from the bowels of its displayed intestines.

"That old Bitch thought she would leave us with nothing! But I got her ring!" Rubbing off the blood and chunks of matter from the object, Vivian could see that it was just an ordinary ring. Nothing much to look at first glance, but she knew it might be worth something to someone in the future. She would for the moment clean what she could, before placing it around one of her ring fingers.

She examined it in the light, or lack there of in this musty place and returned her eyes to the crimson hunter. Her face bloodied from her little hack and slash experience and her hypnotic hip sway returned as she moved back to the side of her partner.

"What's wrong? Got something on my face?" She laughed smearing blood from her cheek with her hand as she placed both hands on her hips and looked around.

"I don't think we'll find much more down here. It wasn't all wasted though, I would do it all over again for this." She said showing off the old ring. The woman flicked her long hair off her shoulder as it rolled off her back once more and smiled those lavish, thick lips.

"Ready to GTFO? I know I am."

 

Jomei chuckled, "I noticed" he said, looking down at the still bleeding corpse of the spider queen, her eyes still open, yet her pupils as lifeless as her limbs. Jomei was not entirely sure how to feel about Vivian saying she 'enjoyed' ripping apart this enemy as she had, despite it being a game, everything was still so realistic. Even ending the lives of these programmed NPC enemies.

Apparently, her enjoyment of the situation had not yet ceased, as Vivian drew her curved sword from its place on her waist, stepping up to the deceased monster. Jomei watched the woman curiously, before she began to hack away at the remains of the queen. Jomei's eyes went wide, taking a step back, feeling a cold sweat run down the back of his neck. Its entrails would pour out of its body, blood pouring out and filling the space around them. Jomei raised a hand to his mouth and turned away for a moment, he was not squeamish, but would prefer not to watch blood and guts spew out in every direction.

Finally, the woman had finished her assault on the already dead body, holding a small golden ring above her. "Really? That's what you just did all of that for?" Jomei questioned Vivian. Though the closer he looked, the more value it seemed to hold. "How did you even know that was in there?" His gaze shifted from the ring to Vivian, who had the queen's blood splattered across her face. Jomei smirked and shook his head, before pointing out the red marks all over her cheek.

"Yeah, lets get the hell out of here. I've had enough of this Old Pool." inhaling through his nostrils, Jomei's nose scrunched for a moment, the stench from their trip through the murky water still remained, added with the iron and metallic smell from the blood that soaked their boots, and most of Vivian's clothes. "I need to get this smell off of me." he said to himself, shaking his head.

As the two began to make their way out of the Queen's lair, he turned to look at Vivian, a smirk on his lips. "You know.. I gotta admit. That was a pretty exciting trip. Thank's for inviting me along."

 

The woman happily nodded to Jomie the small smile curved upon her lips as she tilted to her head giving a playful wink. "It's not quite over now is it? We still gotta make it out of here alive. I'm sure we'll be ok. Since we killed off the Queen, I doubt her subjects would want to risk their lives in an attempt to hunt us down. But there is so much more down here we have yet to discover. Perhaps a proper party next time. I'll be sure to give you a ring if you are interested again."

Blood Splattered Vivian used the back of her hand to once more dictate the way her hair moved off her shoulder. A simple flick caused the shorter hairs to move briefly while the long tresses fell down her back. She looked to the door and walked with her sauntering steps. She could feel the caked on blood over her cheek and lips, the smell was so close to her nose she could smell the vile essence.

Moving her hand for the door, it opened without question allowing the two to depart and follow back to the surface. A long walk in mostly silence as Vivian seemed to keep to herself about their previous ordeal. She was thinking upon something as she walked though, but her thoughts were mostly scattered into different parts of her mind. She dragged her bloody fingers through her hair, moving the mess from her eyesight as they continued down the dark corridors. She used the map to back trace their steps, eventually once again leading to the surface of the Old Pool, those familiar winding steps were so close.

As they followed upwards, midnight seemed to have just struck. It had been awhile since they had taken their adventure into the depths, much of the Old Pool was still unknown and she wanted to go back in for another dive another day. As they broke to the surface, the cool night hair swept across her face and hair. The breeze pulled the rotting scent off her body as she stood waiting for her hunter partner. Moving with a small step away towards the opening, she folded her arms and waited for Jomei to come up.

"Looks like this is the end of the road for the two of us." she said with a small shrug of her shoulders, "But it doesn't have to be...There is a river close by if you are interested in getting that scent off. It's pretty late I don't think anyone would disturb us while we bathe. And if you are perhaps interested, if I have not scared you out of body and mind, perhaps...we could lay together tonight under the stars?" The woman asked, making emphasis on her words so he could catch her meaning. She would leave it up to him though, she had done some questionable things this night so perhaps he was not interested in such brutality from a woman.

 

"Riiight.." Jomei said, realizing that the two actually had to go back through everything they had seen on the way over here to get back out. Lucky for them, they still had the map to lead them back to the entrance, even allowing them to take the paths already traveled if they so pleased. Reaching behind his back, Jomei drew his bow yet again, loosely placing an arrow along the tight string, readying himself in case anything else decided to get in their way.

The trip back was uneventful, and unusually quiet. Vivian, who's skin and clothes were still splattered with the now drying blood of the Spider Queen, seemed to keep any farther comments to herself, and by the look on her face, she seemed very deep in thought. The two had gone through a bit within the past couple of hours to get to where they were now.. trudging through literal shit, betrayed by an old woman and captured, fought a giant spider-woman hybrid.. All for almost nothing if Vivian had not found that golden ring inside of the spider's entrails.

Eventually, they found themselves at the long spiraling staircase that would lead to the surface yet again. The light of the moon high above them bathed the two in its light, and Jomei closed his eyes and smiled at the crisp night breeze that gently caressed his skin. It felt good to get out of the dark, damp tunnels deep below the surface.

The green-clad archer turned to face Vivian when she stated that it was time for the two of them to part ways. Before Jomei could state his input, the malefimancer spoke up again, suggesting the two wash the caked on gunk and blood from their bodies and clothes in a nearby river. Rather than finding out the hard way if the game had any sort of showers or not, which he soon assumed they did not, given the setting, Jomei nodded in agreement. However, she had not finished. She suggested, if it peaked his interest, the two spend some more time together afterwards, under the stars, together.

Hazel eyes widened as he looked at the woman standing there, smiling at him with those seductive lips. He looked past the blood splattered all over her face as he thought about her offer. The two had formed some sort of.. strange connection.. despite this being their first meeting, and a hell of a meeting at that. Jomei could not shake that familiar feeling, and that immediate attraction he felt towards her. His mind did not linger on it long, before a small smirk pulled at the corner of his own lips, a nod accompanying it. "Lead the way then."

 

Bark at the Moon​

"Fantastic." She said with an even tone, she did not sound overly excited by his response. Besides it was difficult to turn down Vivian. That supple body just drove men wild with hunger and thirst. With relaxed eyes the woman slowly gestured with her head to follow him. She would not speak to him, but instead she would periodically walk backwards with her hands behind her back only to smile up at him with faint giggles leaving her as she spun back around. Only to keep the thrill of the play going. He was lead so easily into her eyes, she wondered why it was so?

Without much word besides her absent minded giggling, the Dark Temptress had found the small river bed she had seen before around this area. It shimmered under the moonlight, rapid stars above twinkled adding atmosphere to the already laid out scene. The woman did not waste much time with herself. A small light flashed from her body revealing her clothes and armor had dematerialized from her body, leaving the curvy ass as the last thing Jomei would see before she dove head first into the river's waters.

A cold splash erupted as she jumped up, feeling the cool liquid over her body forming around her. She floated there for a moment while her feet kicked. She held one arm over her bare chest as she splashed water with the other towards the ginger hunter, "It's nice and cool~ Hopefully your balls don't shrivel up too bad." She laughed as she turned her body around and began to apply the water to her face.

Blood, dirt and gross matter shifted out of her hair and face as she bathed in the cold water. Her eyes closed as she rubbed her face clean of any left over blood matter from the Spider Queen as she turned back around to face Jomei. With her long purple hair acting as a veil over her flesh, she sat up in the shallow part of the water and allowed her body to bathe in the moonlight. Her long slender legs curved as she sat on the edge, her bare body giving off a soft white glow from the rays of the moon while the rolling beads of water ran slick down her curvy body.

She let a finger sink into her mouth as she then watched the young man undress and bathe, only giggling when she would sweep the cold water over her pointed feet to clean them off as well. Her skin was once more radiant and pure, now purged of any disgusting odor and blood from the previous trek into the Old Pool. With one hand once more covering her bosom, the woman shifted her weight and moved back into the water to allow it to form around her body once more. Goosebumps riddled her figure as she moved slowly towards Jomei, her body briefly bumping into him as her hands settled over his neck and holding him close.

"Quite the night, isn't it? That moon looks so full and beautiful." The woman leaned into him, her bare chest against his. The water had hidden most of her cleavage to his eyes up to this point, her long purple hair matted down behind her ears as she drew closer to his face. It looked like she was about to kiss him when she just giggled and laughed and turned away, "Mmm, not quite yet." She said with an amused and teasing tone.

Her tongue flicked the air at him and she rolled her hand over his shaggy hair before swimming back off towards the land. As she was stepping out, once more all the Hunter could see was her bare ass before her body once more shimmered into a black, linen robe that stretched down just beyond the thickness of her thighs. The woman turned around briefly for a moment only to give him a wild wink, the robe was open but covered her chest still while leaving her trimmed bikini area exposed to his eyes. She was a mature woman after all, there was no little girl here.

With another quick turn, Vivian had laid down a small cotton blanket enough to cover a small portion of the prickly grass. She fell upon it and turned her body around towards her toy and gave him that hooded, bedroom eye gaze. Her hair had dried, soft tendrils running down her back, she slowly opened her robe to show the curves of her figure before spreading her legs gently aside. With a slender hand, her finger curved and beckoned for him all the while, the sweet devious smile played gently upon her red lips.

 

With a smirk, the crimson haired Yladian followed after Vivian. The walk was not long through the crisp, midnight air before they arrived at a secluded river, the water very slowly flowing past the reeds and rocks that lined the shore. Exhaling a small puff of air from his nostrils and a smile on his face, the man stepped to the shore and dropped to a knee. Pulling at the fingers of his gloved hand, the man removed the brown leather and ran his bare hand through the water. The temperature matched the air; cool, yet relaxing and bearable. Raising to his feet and stepping from the water, he turned to look at Vivian, who's body was shortly encased in a white light. His pale cheeks flushed a rosy red, when the clothes that once covered Vivian's body had disappeared, leaving her bare back facing towards Jomei. Imagination was no longer something that was needed to imagine what was under all of those clothes.

Jomei watched as she dove head first into the water. As she returned to the surface, her violet hair like a waterfall, pouring off of her head and down her back, with an arm covering the center of her breasts. With an inviting voice, she teased the man, before turning to wipe some of the blood and dirt off of her face. With a small chuckle, Jomei opened his palm menu and removed his own green tunic and leather armor, his own body igniting in a white light before his own bare body stood there, the breeze reaching all of his body now.

The man stepped into the water, a short distance away from Vivian, sinking down into the water up to his shoulders, enjoying the relaxing spring water as the current pushed past his body. After a moment, the man soon rose, the rolling beads of water fell from his arms and chest, his slightly toned muscles glistening from the moisture in the moonlight. The beads of water fell at his waist, where the water cast a veil on everything that laid below his hips. Soaking his hands in the cool water, he would scrub his arms clean, running his hands on his face and through his crimson hair, pushing the bangs out of his face for a moment, letting the now damp locks to fall back into place.

Jomei turned to look at Vivian, who had approached Jomei, and gently wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers interlocking just behind his head. His attention now on the bare woman, as her chest pressed into his. "Yeah.. its nice." Jomei said, his voice slightly shaky. Was this all truly happening? And why was he so open to it.. had it been that long since he had done this? The doubts in his mind froze as Vivian's hooded gaze and puckered lips slowly moved towards the elf's face. He returned the gesture with his own quivering lips, only for the woman to pull away, that same damn seductive smile on her lips.

The woman retreated back to the shore, her bare body only exposed for a minute, before a sultry black rope appeared over Vivian's figure. The elf waded his way to the shore himself, merely equipping a simple pair of brown pants over his lower half. By the time he had situated himself, and his gaze returned to the woman, she had placed a large blanket upon the grass, her shoulders propping her up, and her robe now opened up for Jomei to see what she was working with.

It was then that he froze in place, her hazel eyes first looking upon Vivian's bikini region, before slowly trailing up her curvy body and at her red lips as they beckoned Jomei to come closer. Should he do this? The doubts returned for a moment. Him and Vivian had only just met.. yet.. He found himself slowly moving closer to the woman, her legs spread aside, as if opening a door for Jomei to step through. While still moving forward, he lowered himself to his knees. His thighs pressed into Vivian's as he leaned over her, causing her legs to separate a bit more. One of his hands pressed into the cloth of the blanket they rested on The other placed itself just beside Vivian's head.

His hazel eyes looked from her eyes to her lips and back again, his breaths heavy as his heart beat faster and faster. As if not able to hold himself back any more, he lowered his head to hers, his lips finally pressing into the full red lips of hers. Kissing the woman passionately for a moment, he pulled his lips an inch away, "Why are we doing this?" he said with a chuckle before kissing her again, "We only.. just met.."

 

Her lure had worked, the beckoning finger and the come-hither eyes were drenched in lust and seduction. Her body softly glowed and glimmered from remnants of beaded water mixed with the heavenly aura of the moonrays casting down over her intoxicating body. The closer the male came towards her, the more her smile perked. On her elbows she waited for his tongue to play against her skin, what she did not expect were freshly pressed lips to her own.

Off guard from the intimacy, she ran with his idea attempting not to be too irked by his sudden and rash romanticism. When her hands pressed against his chest, she could feel the beat of his heart drum against her palm. He felt nervous or at least from the drumming of the heavy heart beats. The woman let a finger slide over his lips. There was a sweetness there as she shushed him. "Shh, shh. You talk too much for something so simple as this. Perhaps I should have made a few ground rules before we started. I am not one you simply kiss, this is not romance, Jomei. I don't want you for a lover, I just want you for the thing between your legs tonight. If it were not you, it would have been someone else." When she had said those words, her hand was clearly on the core of his package as her nails dug deep into the woven material of his brown pants.

She could feel the curve of his cock through the materials as her fingers pushed and prodded over the fabric of his pants. Vivian leaned forward, her bare chest pressing against his weighted body as her hand slipped from his mouth and over his shoulder. Nails tugged on his flesh before slowly turning him over onto his back. With the woman on top, her hair sank over her body and the frailness of her black linen robe. Long tresses tickled the side of his rib cage as she narrowed her eyes into a seductive glare at him. Supple red lips pressed into a small pout but she would make her desires vocalized.

"The only time I want you to speak is whether you need to have a moan or a grunt escape your lips. You telling me to choke on your cock, or if you want me in a different position. No other words, nothing else but simplicity." Her bare chest hung in front of his face as she smiled at him. The Temptress started to crawl away from him as her hands began to claw away at his pants until the force caused the spring of his phallus to wobble. Her azure eyes lit up with a fiery desire. She licked her moist lips as her fingers coiled around it, "Oh my. I might have to use both hands..." she said with a small giggle, her voice a little deeper into the sultry tone of the mature woman.

The woman started to stroke him, and from the looks of his package, he certainly was a true ginger. She continued to roll her hand up and down the length of his organ, slowly milking the tip with her thumb as she looked down at it. With her moist mouth, she accumulated saliva which hung from her lips like a glistening string of polished silver. It pooled over her palm as she applied it to the organ, wetting it with lubrication from her spit. "Enjoying yourself?" she said with a teasing smile before her head dipped down.

The heat from her gaze was fixed on his hazel orbs. She brought her long, wicked tongue out of her mouth before the tip circled around the meaty portion of his veiny tool. She smiled at his reaction and the minute changes of his expressions as she applied her lips to the head. Her tongue was the first to curve around the pole, her fingers still coiled around as she shifted her weight and pumped him lightly. Then her lips curved and she began to suckle over it. The warmth pushed into her mouth as she moaned lightly taking him deeper and deeper into her throat. She would not gag, despite his length, she was somewhat of a pro when it came to pleasing men. She had been doing it for a good portion of her life, if that had any meaning in a fictional playing game such as this. At the very least her skills had not waned.

Rising up from her bobbing, the woman slurped loudly into the night. Her eyes still on his, the flat of her tongue rolling upwards as she would feel the bumps of his veins against the soft wetness of her tongue. She got up once more on her knees, the robe being discarded away not shying away from her figure as she hugged one arm to show off the ampleness and tone of her breasts in the moonlight.

"See? Isn't this so much more fun when you discard the illusion that we need reasons why we do things? Now, you will eat my pussy." She said as she crawled over on top of him. First she had sat on his chest, her creamy ass over his ribcage before she pinned one of his arms down. A small giggle erupted before she inched closer, the heat of her pussy bared down on his lips as she rubbed the trimmed, purple hairs of her crotch as she padded her clit with a finger until it was pushed against his nose. The woman would then grind her hips against his face as she tugged on one of her pink nipples. Her long hair flowing off her shoulder as she rocked against his lips, small murmurs of pleasure escaping her lips as she tangled her other arm up in the length of her hair and exhaled in sweet, delicate moans.