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>>42025884
>>Go see what Isea's up to
Sup War

>>42025884

>Go see what Isea is up to

Time to restore mana!

>>42025884
Yay, finally more DoE.

>Go see what Isea's up to

>>42025884
>>Go see what Isea's up to
Need mana, can help heal up afterwards.

>>42025884
>Go see what Isea's up to
We need some mana

>>42025884
Would resting now use the little bit of mana we have to speed up our recovery?

>>42026018
You don't have enough mana left in your system to fix up your wounds any further, it's either natural healing or getting some more mana back. Resting is just that, resting.

Going to see Isea wins.

Writing.

>>42025898
Sup anon.

Swinging your legs over the side of the bed, you slide off the mattress and to your feet. It doesn't make you feel any better, that's for sure, but at least you can now stand unaided. You glance at the neatly folded pile of bloody, ragged clothing on a chair in the corner, but decide against it, it's nothing Isea hasn't seen before, and dressing yourself right this second does not sound like a fun time. Instead, you make your way over to the door, wincing as your leg wound makes its presence felt with every step.

Isea glances over as you push through the door, the blonde barmaid giving you a worried smile as you step out into the front room.

“You sure you should be up and about?” she asks, busying herself making breakfast for the two of you, by the looks of it.

“As much fun as letting you nurse me back to health sounds, I can't let a little thing like this keep me bedridden,” you shrug, resting your weight against the back of a cracked old chest of drawers with your palm.

Isea gives you a doubtful look, but shrugs, going back to busying herself at the counter.

“Looks like you didn't lose too much blood, anyway, judging by that,” she giggles, pointing a wooden spoon down at your morning wood, which is showing the resilience that you've come to expect from it.

“I figured I'd send what I had left to the important places,” you smile, walking across the room to stand next to Isea, leaning against the counter as you peer down at the stew she's making. Smells good.

“It'll be ready in a minute, you can go sit down if you want, or go back to bed, I'll bring it in,” she explains, eyes fixed on the pot.

>Go sit down, await delicious stew
>It isn't food you want...

>>42026220
>It isn't food you want...

>>42026220
Are we in a condition to eat her out while she stands and makes the stew right now?
Because I imagine Jareth would very much appreciate a new stew right now to go with the mana.

>>42026220
>>It isn't food you want...

>>42026240
It would hurt, but Jareth is a resilient individual.

>>42026250
It would hurt, but cause no actual physical injuries or problems beyond that?
Because if so, then that's what I'm voting for, to express our gratitude to her.

>>42026261
It's not going to open a wound or anything, no.

>>42026220
>Go sit down, await delicious stew
Bone her as thanks in the end

>>42026220
>>Go sit down, await delicious stew

>>42026220
I vote for >>42026240 >>42026261 because that's cute as fuck.

Writing.

>>42026220
>Go sit down
We're going to need to fuel up before boning her.

>>42026396
see >>42026250
>>42026267

I wonder how old our mom is.
And what Valia's parent(s?) are like.

>>42026714
Only one way to find out. Well there's a few, but the more direct way would be the funniest way for obvious reasons.

>>42026757
I really am just wondering what her parents' personalities and attitudes are like, to know how they'd react to Valia wanting to play with Jareth in more ways than one.

>>42026771
I feel like they'd be distant and not around a lot or just don't care for Valia much. Like she was raised by servants doing their jobs and not out of any real concern.

I don't know how I came to this idea, and am probably totally wrong but I just got that vibe I suppose.

>>42026391
I realize this is off topic, but I gotta ask, what STR would Bud Spencer have if he was an orc?

You slip around behind Isea, wrapping your arms around her middle, the blonde woman glancing back over her shoulder with a smile as she feels you press up against her.

“I still owe you some thanks for looking after me.”

“Two problems, one, you do not look up to anything energetic right now, two, the stew will burn,” Isea giggles, trying to nudge you away with a light bump of her ass.

“Not a problem, I wouldn't want to get in the way of you making breakfast,” you reply, letting your hands slip away from her middle.

“Once you're all better, then you can make it up to me.”

Isea turns her attention back to the stew, while you glance down at the counter. It's little more than a wooden shelf propped up by some solid legs, the space underneath is more than large enough for you, and pretty clean too. Isea turns away to grab something from further down the counter, and you slip under the counter, wincing at the sudden movement.

It's all worth it though, as Isea turns back to her stew none the wiser to your stealthy actions as you sneak along under the counter, hearing her humming to herself overhead. She's wearing nothing but a light robe, tied at the waist, enjoying the summer heat in her apartment. All the better for you. You shuffle into position in front of her, letting your hands rest against her bare calves.

Isea gives a start as she feels you hands, her hand resting against the counter edge as she peers down under it.

“Jareth?”

“You carry on, pretend I'm not here,” you grin, letting your hands slide up her legs, along the soft thighs, coming to rest on the curve of her hips.

“Something tells me that will be easier said than done.”

“Don't let your stew burn,” you smile, one hand slipping from her hip to tug at the loose knot of her robe, the fabric slipping away as it comes loose, exposing her bare slit, crowned with a small patch of neatly trimmed blonde hair.

(cont)

>>42026938
“This is really sweet of you, but there's really no need to,” Isea starts, as you lean forward, her voice giving way to a happy sigh as you plant a kiss against the inside of her thigh, just above the knee, nipping gently at the pale flesh.

“No need, but I like to show my appreciation,” you reply, breaking off for a moment, before leaning in again, drawing a line of kisses up her thigh, your hands sliding round under the open robe to caress her plush cheeks.

Isea giggles, one hand gripping the edge of the counter as she continues her work, her breath starting to quicken as you work your way up towards your prize. Your lips trail along her thigh, circling her slit, her lips growing wet as you tease her, drawing close only to pull back again.

Her hand slips from the edge of the counter, reaching down to your head, none too subtly trying to push you towards her pussy, seems your partner is a bit on the impatient side, well, that's fine with you. Smirking, you bring your mouth over her lips, feeling a shudder run through her as your hot breath tickles the sensitive folds. Leaning forward, you drag your tongue up the length of it, Isea giving a little gasp as you flick against her swollen button.

You hear Isea's attempts to keep stirring the stew become more and more erratic as you push your tongue deeper, tasting her sweetness and feeling the burning heat of her crotch as you explore her folds, stopping only to suck and lick at her clit, Isea's voice growing huskies and her moans more pronounced with every moment.

Soon the pretense of stirring the stew collapses entirely, Isea's other hand joining her first as she grips the back of your head tight, fingers running through your hair as her hips buck against your face. You don't let up the assault, your hands squeezing her buttocks tight, your face buried in her groin as you lick, suck and kiss relentlessly, her juices wet on your chin.

(cont)

>>42026947
With a hoarse cry, Isea's fingers tense against your scalp, her crotch grinding against you as you bring her to an explosive orgasm. You relax a little, giving your shuddering partner some light laps as she comes down off of her high, the taste of her juices heady and overpowering on your tongue.

Her hands slip from your head, Isea leaning against the counter as she catches her breath, while you slip out from under the counter, wiping your mouth.

“F-fuck, that was...” she gasps, trying to catch her breath.

Glancing past her, you take hold of the wooden spoon, stirring the stew and smirking as she tries to catch her breath. Looks like you managed it in time, and you take the stew off the fire, pouring it out into a pair of bowls as Isea shuffles over to the chair, robe still open, flopping down in it to catch her breath.

“Is that something they teach you at the temple?” she smiles, chest still heaving as you take a taste of the stew from the spoon, not bad, though it's a bit of a shame you have to overpower the other pleasant taste in your mouth.

“Elshhu approves greatly of her priests having good oral technique... can't imagine why,” you grin, sitting down next to her, passing her the bowl.

You're feeling better already, you're still far from filled up on mana, but the weariness fades as the drifting currents of arousal and emotion swirling around the room soak into your body.

[Mana: 24/52]
[Condition: Minor Wounds]

>Heal Wounds (-5 Mana)
>Nah, that can wait.

>>42026959
>Heal Wounds (-5 Mana)

>>42026959
>Heal Wounds (-5 Mana

>>42026959
>>Heal Wounds (-5 Mana)
after this we need to spend some time sexing up Vallia

>>42026959
>>Heal Wounds (-5 Mana)
We can get away with 19 mana if anything does end up coming up.
As much as I'd like to continue thanking Isea, I think it's time we get out of here and look up our party.

>>42026997
>As much as I'd like to continue thanking Isea, I think it's time we get out of here and look up our party.
we've not finished thanking her yet anon, we're a man of our word

>>42026959
>Heal Wounds

>>42026997
We can hopefully get some mana from out party once we find them, too.

>>42026959
>>Heal Wounds (-5 Mana)

>>42026982
>sexing up Vallia
Ts-ts, anon, you have to be more patient, hype it up more, lead her up with some softer sexual activities first, like giving a handjob while we finger here, kissing while we handle her body and taste her everything, titjob, licking Jareth(not a full blown blowjob at first), and so on.
If I could have my way I'd spend a whole day playing with her without coming once, to prepare for a sensual creampie marathon.

>>42027038
thats what I meant by sexing her up anon

Writing.

Was kinda hoping we'd leave it for now simply because I wanted to see our companions reactions to our wounded state. Could've maybe given us opportunity to move along our relationship with our sister and others. Ah well

You let the newly absorbed mana flow through your body, pooling at your injuries, healing the damaged flesh, stitching up the skin, leaving nothing but a slight ache in its place, which should fade within an hour or two.

Smiling, you lean back in your chair, you and Isea enjoying your stew in silence.

“You're already looking better,” Isea smiles, setting down the bowl and glancing over at you as you start to unwind the bandages.

“...completely better, in fact,” she continues, raising her eyebrows as you reveal the undamaged skin.

“Magic,” you nod sagely, Isea giving a slow nod in response, you suppose with all the adventurers and strange types she deals with on Glimmer Street, she's seen odder uses of magic than that.

“So what're you going to do now?”

“Well, I should go check up on my friends before too long, did Elsie come back yet?”

Isea shakes her head, rising from her seat and gathering up the bowls, taking them back over to the counter.

“No, she's usually back sometime around this time,” she replies, and on cue, you hear the front door opening, Elsie stepping inside and shutting it behind her, her bag still slung over her shoulder. She looks the same as always, some darker circles under her eyes the only sign of her tiredness.

Elsie wanders into the front room, glancing around. Isea gives an awkward smile, doing up her robe, her darker skinned housemate eyeing the two of you impassively, her eyes straying down to your groin, where you suppose you are still naked. After a few moments, her eyes rise back up to your face, Elsie putting her bag down on the table.

“You're better,” she comments, more a statement than a question.

“Much better, thanks to Isea,” you smile, as Elsie nods, eyes drifting to the stew pot on the counter.

(cont)

>>42027457
“I saved enough for you, don't worry,” Isea smiles, pouring out another bowl for her housemate as Elsie takes a seat across from you, evidently unconcerned by your nudity.

“I went to see your friend and sister, they were both fine when I saw them, so I gave them the message,” Elsie explains, nodding her thanks as Isea deposits a bowl of stew in front of her.

“That's good, no trouble I hope?”

“Your sister was very pleasant, a little disappointed that I couldn't stay longer, and worried about you, but I told her you were fine. You should go see her soon though, she seemed upset when I described the full extent of your injuries.”

“You could've softened the description a little,” Isea sighs, frowning at Elsie as she takes a mouthful of her stew, chewing it ponderously.

“Why? I didn't know Jareth could heal, so I expected her to find out for herself soon enough,” Elsie replies, after a long pause to swallow the stew.

“See this sort of thing is why you don't date,” Isea groans, Elsie turning her attention back to her stew for another long pause.

“...and Valia?” you ask at last, when it becomes obvious that the pause won't be ending any time soon.

“Her family was not eager to let me in, and she was busy when I reached her, but I delivered your message regardless,” Elsie shrugs, gulping down the last of the stew.

(cont)

>>42027467
“I owe you one for that, Elsie, both of you. If you ever need to make use of my incredible talents, you just have to ask,” you smile, it's a weight off your mind to know that they were safe then at least, and got your warning.

“Incredible talents?” Elsie asks, setting the bowl aside, staring at you.

“...is that a sex thing?”

“It could very well be a sex thing,” you nod, a look of mock seriousness on your face.

“I'd rather save the favor for a non-sex thing, after all, you do the sex thing for free,” Isea giggles.

“I will remember your offer, but now I need to rest,” Elsie nods, picking herself up, grabbing her bag and heading for her room.

“Later Elsie,” Isea smiles, Elsie giving a vague wave as she steps into her room and shuts the door.

“So what now? I got someone to cover the morning for me if you want to stay here for a while, but I've got to go in a couple of hours,” Isea asks, turning her attention back to you.

[Mana: 19/52]

>I can stick around for a while longer
>I need to go check up on my Rihara and Valia

>>42027476
>my Rihara and Valia
Oops, that's what I get for changing "my sister" to Rihara without doublechecking my post.

>>42027476
>I can stick around for a while longer

>>42027476
>I can stick around for a while longer
we can stay for a fun half an hour

>>42027486
no Lordy, she is Our Rhiara

>>42027476
>I need to go check up on my Rihara and Valia

>>42027476
>I need to go check up on my Rihara and Valia
the only real question here is in what order we check up on them

>>42027476
>>I need to go check up on my Rihara and Valia
>>42027526
Valie first since we'll just drop in and she's likely the most worried, then Rihara.

>>42027476
Torn between wanting to chill out with her (feels kinda rude to just leave) and wanting to be dolted on by our concerned sis and Valia

>>42027476
>>I need to go check up on my Rihara and Valia
But of course thank her and kiss her, she and her friend saved our ass for sure.

Need to get a message to Dwarfu pet though

>>42027476
>Opting to leave with only 19 Mana
DOES NOT COMPUTE

>I can stick around for a while longer

>>42027569
We aren't planning on getting in trouble.
Plus, no offense, but I think she's a bit too jaded to get us a huge amount of mana efficiently.

Writing.

>>42027585
We picked up 20 eating her out.

>>42027670
Which was quite strange yes, but maybe she has just never been eaten out before? I wouldn't know.

>>42027685
She's less jaded the the hos and probably is emotionally attached to us enough where mana gain is actually a legit option.

“Sorry Isea, but I should really go check on Rihara and Valia,” you give an apologetic smile, heading back to her room and gathering up your clothes, which are still ragged and bloodstained, but you don't have much of an alternative right now.

Isea follows you in, leaning against the doorframe and watching as you dress.

“I understand, but don't be a stranger, next time you come visiting I might just pay you back for earlier,” Isea smiles, touching a finger to your chest, sliding down to brush past your cock.

“Lucky me,” you smile, wrapping your hands around Isea's waist, pulling her into a kiss, her lips parting at your tongue meets hers, her hand sliding around the back of your neck as your tongues entwine.

You draw back a few moments later, letting your hands slip from her waist.

“Until next time, Isea,” you grin, Isea giving a blush as you step past her out into the main room, heading for the door.

The question now is, who do you go see first? Valia is closer, but it's a nice neighbourhood, and your current state of dress is sure to attrack some concerns with the guild guards, nevermind Valia's family. Rihara is further away, but you could pick up a change of clothes from there, it would be quite a walk going all the way there and back to Valia's though.

>Rihara first
>Valia first

>>42027950
>Valia first

>>42027950
>>Valia first
Can't we buy a robe or cloak or something to cover our clothes with?

>>42027950
>>Rihara first

>>42027950
>Valia first
but get something to cover up our blood-stained and ragged clothes first

>>42027950
>>42028018
this, wear a poncho or something

At most we could rough up some thugs and take their cloak if they have one or something.

>>42027950
>Rihara first

>>42027950
>Rihara first

>>42027950
>>Rihara first

>>42027950
>Valia first

>>42027950
>>Valia first

Valia wins.

Writing.

>>42028216
will we be doing >>42027987 >>42028018 >>42028034 ?

>>42028242
You will, a slight detour will take you through a street market where you can pick something up.

You're worried about both of them, but Valia is closer, so going to her first makes the most sense, scooping up the lizard-priest's staff from where it rests against the wall, you step outside, shutting the door behind you. It's a warm, clear day, and if not for the smell of smoke and metal seeping in from the foundry district it would be a perfect morning. Of course that also means that there's a lot of people out on the streets, and you give the shocked passersby a friendly nod as you start off down the road, your clothes shredded and bloody, a giant staff slung over your shoulders.

Knowing what you do about the Spark District, you know that it's the sort of place that the guild guards actually give a damn, so walking through dressed like this might be an issue, no matter how damned good you make it look. Fortunately, you know a street market that should be in full swing by this time just a few streets over, shouldn't cost you much to pick up something to at least cover the rags you're wearing.

The street market on St. Pocler's Street is as chaotic as ever. It's mostly clothes, tacky jewelry and food stalls, and after a bit of walking you find a balding hobbit man sat on a high stool behind his stall, a wide array of cloaks, ponchos and hats laid out before him.

“Hello there friend, looks like you're in need of what I'm offering, unless this is some new undertow fashion I've missed out on,” he chuckles, gesturing to his stock.

“Rough night partying, you know how it is,” you grin, looking over the items.

“Bah, I haven't know how that is in twenty years with the short leash my wife has me on, something tells me your parties would've been a bit to rough for me even in my younger days anyway,” the hobbit snorts, as you pick up one of the ponchos, light and airy, which is good, it's a little too warm for one of the thicker cloaks.

(cont)

>>42028637
“Alright, how much for this,” you nod.

“Two gold.”

You glance down at the poncho in your hand, frowning.

“I had no idea there were diamonds sewn into the hem...”

“Fine, fine, one gold, but only because I feel sorry for you,” the hobbit grumbles, as you pass him a gold piece with a grin.

“Appreciate it, good luck with the wife,” you smirk, donning the poncho as you walk away.

From there, it isn't a long walk back to the fancier spark district, the tightly packed apartments and storefronts giving way to proper houses, you remember the way to Valia's well enough, and while the staff across your shoulders still attracts a few curious stares, you don't get stopped by the guild guards.

Valia's house is quite an impressive affair compared to the sorts of places you're used to, three storeys tall and, you'd guess, even coming with its own garden. It doesn't look like there's been any sort of disturbance here, which is a good sign, so you step up to the door, knocking on it. A few moments later, a tall, stick thin man answers, his carefully trimmed moustache twisting into an expression of disapproval as he takes you in. Or jealousy... probably jealousy.

“Can I help you?”

“Good morning, I'm a friend of Valia's came to check up on her,” you smile, as the man's eyes narrow.

“Unfortunately the young miss is not available for visitors today, she is currently studying, as per her mother's instructions,” he frowns.

>“Well then, can I speak to her mother about making an exception”
>Say you'll come back another day, then sneak round the back and look for Valia's room

>>42028648
>“Well then, can I speak to her mother about making an exception”

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>>42028648
>“Well then, can I speak to her mother about making an exception”
Use our charm then give her the D

>>42028648
>“Well then, can I speak to her mother about making an exception”
Is it just me, or does this choice have a subtle "seduce the mom" vibe to it?

>>42028648
>It would only take a minute, I swear, come on, everyone needs a little break from studying every once in a while.

>>42028648
>“Well then, can I speak to her mother about making an exception”

>>42028699
I don't want to seduce the mom before we do the romantic deed with the daughter.

>>42028648
>>Say you'll come back another day, then sneak round the back and look for Valia's room

Writing.

“Well then, can I speak to her mother about making an exception?”

The man's frown deepens, his moustache eclipsing his thin lips as he glowers.

“I am afraid that lady Einrich is not available to see you at present, perhaps if you make an appointment she can see you another time,” he explains, his eyes drifting past you to the guild guard on the corner.

Tapping the staff against your shoulder, you contemplate whether yanking off his moustache would expedite the situation, however before such thoughts can be put into deeply satisfying action, you head another voice from behind the man.

“Formes, is there a visitor for me?” the man turns to a figure out of view.

“Lady Einrich, it is no-one of importance, a... gentleman... claiming to be a friend of the young miss,” he explains.

“Well let me see this visitor then,” the imperious voice replies, as the door is swung open fully.

Well now, if Valia's going to still be looking this good in twenty years, she's definitely a keeper. You can see the family resemblance, the button nose and heart-shaped face, the light brown hair, hers done up in some expensive style, and the magnificent curves, which the lady of the house has seen fit to squeeze into an expensive, puffy yet still pleasantly figure hugging dress.

“You must be... Iden?” she asks, peering at you.

“Jareth, a pleasure to meet you, Lady Einrich,” you smile.

“Jareth? Hmm, you don't look at all how Talis described you. Well, no matter, you are here for some reason relating to my daughter no doubt?” Lady Einrich asks, while the man you are assuming is the butler, Formes, loiters awkwardly by her side.

(cont)

>>42029222
“Just coming by for a visit,” you reply with a shrug.

“Ah, I'm afraid my daughter is busy with her studies at present, as you may know, we are hoping she can finish her education with the bolter guild, and with her wasting so much time tramping around in tombs and whatnot, it's only fair that she sets her nose to the grindstone the rest of the time.”

You nod slowly, while Valia's mother is being polite enough, at least compared to her butler, you can't help but sense the undertone of disapproval at Valia's new interest in adventuring, and of you as a part of it.

“I take it she goes get breaks, I can wait a while if it's a problem,” you smile.

Lady Einrich looks you up and down, a thin and emotionless smile playing across her lips.

“Yes, I suppose that would be polite, please, come in, Formes can fix you some tea if you like,” she nods, the butler giving you a hostile glare as he steps aside to let you into the house.

The front hall is massive, bearing paintings of family members, pre-goblin mainland scenes, and framed plaques of awards. Lady Einrich guides you through the hallway, each step perfectly measured, and her curvy rear giving a pleasing little jiggle with every motion. You'd have thought Formes might react to your eyeing up his employer, but he seems to be even more fixated on the movements than you are, you suppose that explains his defensive attitude.

“You can wait in the drawing room if you wish,” she explains, gesturing to a door to her side, Formes stepping off into another room, presumably to make the promised tea. Lady Einrich looks set to walk away as well, you suppose you're being left alone to wait.

>Step into the drawing room and wait
>Strike up a conversation with Valia's mother (about?)

>>42029245
>>Step into the drawing room and wait

>>42029245
>>>Step into the drawing room and wait
Let's be a polite gentleman and do as told.
gotta make a good impression so we can later slink closer to her, figuratively speaking.

>>42029245
>>Step into the drawing room and wait

>>42029245
>Step into the drawing room and wait

>>42029245
>>Strike up a conversation with Valia's mother (about?)
Her beauty and proper manners

>>42029349
Though I am somewhat interested in their family history and such, seeing as they move in the upper circles of society, I don't think a short visit to see Valia is the best chance to have that conversation.

Right, got to step out for a bit, voting will be closing at 20 minutes from >>42029245 , should be back within an hour or so.

>>42029245
>>Step into the drawing room and wait
Do take care War

>>42029245
>Step into the drawing room and wait

Drawing room won, vote over.

Back and writing.

You suppose you should try to make a good first impression on Valia's mother, so resisting the urge to flirt, you give her a smile, opening the door to the drawing room, taking a moment to admire her figure once more as she walks away. She must have had Valia quite young, you doubt she was any older than Valia is now, probably younger. You suppose magic could be involved in her youthful features, but you don't really get that impression, that sort of thing always leaves some subtle hints.

The drawing room is as fancy as the rest of the house, several plush, embroidered chairs set around a fireplace, the walls bedecked in more paintings and awards. You take a moment to look a little closer, hanging over the fireplace is a painting of what must be Valia's family, her mother looking a little younger but still very much the same, her father a dour and barrel-chested man with a neatly trimmed beard, and an little girl who can only be Valia, looking a little rounder in her childhood due to a combination of her usual chubbiness and puppy fat which has faded over the years, the younger Valia putting on a shy smile.

Turning from that, your attention drifts to the awards, it seems that Valia's family are involved in domestic artifact production with the Arcana Guild. You don't see a great many such things in the poorer districts, but they're still widespread enough that the Arcana Guild is a powerful, influential guild nipping at the heels of the guild council. Evidently Valia's parents are quite highly placed in the guild, not in the highest echelons of power, but there's enough awards for service, achievement and excellence here that you suspect they have a lot of pull.

(cont)

>>42030374
Formes steps into the room, walking stiffly over to a chair-side table and placing a cup of tea neatly on it, before turning and walking out without a word.

“Appreciate it, Formy,” you call, the only sign of the butler's irritation being a slight tensing of his shoulders as the door swings shut.

Chuckling, you take a sip of the tea, it's weak as hell, you suppose that's what counts for a vicious slight to a man like Formes. Slumping down in one of the incredibly comfy chairs, you take another sip of the watery tea before setting it aside. You're still quite tired from healing up your injuries, so you don't mind the chance to relax a bit.

Unfortunately, “a bit” quickly turns into a very long time, you must've been here for over an hour by now, and seem to have been stashed away in here to be forgotten about. There's been no sign of Valia, Lady Einrich, or the butler in all this time, aside from the occasional sound of footsteps from elsewhere in the house.

>Keep waiting
>Bored now, go look around

>>42030393
>>Keep waiting

>>42030393
>Keep waiting

>>42030393
>>Bored now, go look around
We said we can wait "a while", but this is beyond the boundaries of polite waiting, and borders on rudely making us wait.

>>42030393
>Keep waiting

>>42030393
>Keep waiting

>>42030393
>Bored now, go look around
A quick peek shouldn't hurt, right?

>>42030393
>Bored now, go look around.
We just wanted the bathroom, honest.

>>42030393
>Bored now, go look around
This is what happens when you let the person who obviously wants to ignore you walk away without diplomancing them.

>>42030393
>Bored now, go look around

>>42030393
>>Keep waiting

>>42030523
If we tried to diplomance her we'd either get thrown out or be ignored even more.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

Looks like we've got ourselves a tie.

Rolling.

1: wait
2: go look around

Looking around wins.

Writing.

>>42030393
>Bored now, go look around

Yeah, no, you've waited long enough, time to go look around. Leaving the cold cup of tea behind, you open the drawing room door, stepping out into the hall.

There's no sign of Valia's mother, or anyone else for that matter, so you wander off down the hallway,stepping out into a larger open area. Looking around, you can see a large set of stairs on the far side of the hallway, you would suspect that Valia's room would be upstairs, alternatively you could look around down here, maybe you'll run into Valia's mother, or a servant who could give you a tour, they can't all be as bad as Formes, after all.

>Go upstairs
>Look around down here

>>42030691
>Look around down here

>>42030691
>>Look around down here

>>42030691
>Go upstairs
Que walking into mother

>>42030691
>Look around down here.

>>42030691
>Look around down here

>>42030691
>Look around down here

>>42030691
>>Look around down here

>>42030691
>Go upstairs
Lets find the mother blowing the buttler.

>>42030691
>Upstairs

Looking around down here wins.

Writing.

>>42030821
Well that'd give us massive blackmail material I doubt it. Butler was lusting over her too much, and doing that while an Elshuan is in the building is asking to get caught.

Ignoring the stairs for now, you decide to have a look around down here. Despite the size of the house, there seems to be very little activity around the place, and you wander for a while, opening doors and peering into various rooms.

While it's quite an impressive sight, and the pastry you swiped out of the kitchen is quite nice, you can't help but feel like you're wasting time down here. Closing the kitchen door behind you, you wander along to the next one, glancing into a dining room, also empty, a large crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, though given the lack of candles set into it, you suppose it must be magically activated.

Next you open the door to a library, a long, cavernous room filled with rows and rows of shelves. Stepping inside, you wander down the rows, glancing around, if there's one place you can imagine finding Valia, it's a library.

Unfortunately, it isn't Valia that you run into, but a man perhaps a couple of years older than her, shoulder length hair swept back from his face, pouring over some book, his lips pursed in an exaggerated expression of concentration. While his features are a little sharper, you can still see something of a family resemblance to Valia and her mother in the man, though since he wasn't in the family portrait, you're assuming he's not a brother.

Without looking up from the book, he points a finger in your direction, turning a page.

“You... are not someone that I know, you are not a servant, and you do not look like the sort of people that my aunt and uncle usually associate with. Therefore...”

He turns another page, his finger still pointing at you as his other hand traces down the page.

“...you must be a burglar.”

“That's quite a conclusion to reach,” you smirk, taking the seat opposite him, as he lets his pointing finger drop back to the table.

(cont)

>>42030982
>blackmail material
Not really.
We have no proof.
It'd be out word against theirs.
And I think we both know whose word would matter more between an influential, rich family, and some young priest of a fairly disliked religion.

>>42031241
“An accurate one, since you have evidently pilfered that pastry from the kitchen.”

You shrug, glancing down at your half-finished meal. “I'd say it's an unsuccessful burglar who breaks into a house like this and makes off with a single pastry.”

“Be that as it may, that is most assuredly theft, which is an act by which one may identify a burglar.”

Compared to Valia's shyness and her mother's overly proper manner, it seems that your party member's cousin is quite an odd one. You look down from your pastry, to him.

“If I share it with you, is it still theft?”

“Not only theft, but bribery,” he nods, lifting one hand and turning it palm up, taking the pastry as you drop it into his hand, and gulping the remainder down in a single bite.

“So, aside from committing various crimes on the premises, what are you doing here?”

“I came to visit Valia, and to make a good first impression on her family, of course,” you shrug, leaning forward to peer at the book Valia's cousin is reading. It all looks like gibberish to you, advanced magical theory, the kind of thing that you ignore in favor of a more creative approach, but the magical guilds do love to complicate things.

“Hmm, how did that go?”

“Not to well on either count, I'd wager. I'm also fairly certain that the butler wants my head.”

Valia's cousin shrugs, flipping to the next page.

“Formes wants every man's head who comes through this door. Tragic fellow, it's a testament to my aunt's self-absorbed nature that she hasn't noticed the way he pines after her. He even thinks I'm trying to steal her away, imagine that.”

(cont)

>>42031266
“I don't have difficulty imagining that,” you chuckle, as Valia's cousin sets a bookmark in the corner of the page, closing the book and looking up at you for the first time.

“You must be Jareth, you look a lot more like Valia's description of you than Talis', quite an attractive man, no wonder Aunt Lyria disapproves,” he nods, sizing you up, placing his hands to the edge of the table and rising to his feet.

“So, you came here to see Valia, and instead you are wandering the halls making off with baked goods and bribing members of her family. I suppose that, for the safety of the rest of the kitchen stock, I should show you to my dear cousin. Unless you would rather go and explain your absence from whatever dark corner my aunt left you in to gather dust to her first?”

>Go see Valia
>Go see Valia's mother first

>>42031293
>Go see Valia's mother first

>>42031293
>>Go see Valia
We weren't told to wait for Valia's mom, we were just told to wait. We did wait, and then this young man offered to take us to Valia's room, which is why we came here. We're not in the wrong at all.

>>42031293
>>Go see Valia
I got the impression her mother did not like me. Thanks by the way. What's your name?

>>42031293
>>Go see Valia's mother first
im hungry for some milf

>>42031293
>Go see Valia

>>42031357
The reverse is not true, however.

>>42031380
patience anon, it will comein time

>>42031293
>Go see Valia
might as well go see the person we came to see
and we might also want to ask about who this Talis guy is and why/how he could describe us. I don't really remember us meeting any Talis guy

>>42031293
>Go see Valia's mother first

>>42031293
>Go see Valia's mother first
Love me a milf

>>42031380
Jareth is pretty damn good at changing people's minds, especially when doing so is likely to lead to a net incerase of mana.

>>42031402
Talis is Valia's fiancee that you met.

>>42031399
>>42031424
Know your limits, anon, bothering her further right now will not benefit us whatsoever. In fact, it could possibly do the opposite.

>>42031430
Then count me a dumb anon that forgot. Sorry lordy.

>>42031317
>>42031357
>>42031412
>>42031420
This is not going to end well, she already dislikes us. Stop trying to fuck someone you just met anons.

>>42031293
>Go see Valia

>>42031293
>>Go see Valia

>>42031484
You shouldn't do that, anon, Lordy's players don't respond to attempts at persuasion well, and are not prone to change their votes to other smarter/nonretarded options.

>>42031484
Avoiding her won't change her mind about Jareth.

>>42031484
That's why we use our charms so she can dislike us less if it leads to fucking so be it.

Valia wins.

Writing.

>>42031293
>Go see Valia's mother first

>>42031521
Approaching her will not changer her mind about Jareth in the way that you want it.
>>42031526
Won't work, have some basic social skills, anon, this isn't a virgin teen we're dealing with.

>>42031519
Your arrogance and lack of sight is showing.

>>42031521
And? We're still not going to fuck her, and talking to her now will make it worse.

>>42031526
>implying a rich noble in an artifact making family won't have a trinket to detect magical charming.
Hell that elf we sd to could tell without one.

>>42031555
lack of sight?

>>42031554
Approaching her is the only way to change her mind at all.
>>42031570
How is talking to her make it worse, anon?

>>42031579
Does doing things that change our image in her eyes not exist as a concept in your world? Do you think you have to meet everyone personally for them to have an opinion on you?

>>42031579
Because we're everything that threatens her daughter's marriage, we're not nobility, and we're part of a scummy religion in her opinion. We just wandered around her house and are poor. Hitting on her would end badly at best.

>>42031554
>have some basic social skills
Jareth has plenty
>>42031570
Wait what?

>>42031631
You're obviously not Jareth, then

>>42031645
You aren't as well.

>>42031631
People can tell when we use a mans infused charm, which given her immense dislike for us would be the only way to get her to halfway like us.

I'm baffled at the fact that people apparently think blatantly going behind her back is somehow going to leave a better impression than applying Jareth's more than considerable social skills to tide things over with her mother.

Yes, there were a bunch of retarded anons hoping to actually seduce her, but Jareth's social skills do actually have considerably more broad applications than that.

>>42031711
Mana*


>>42031719
She's wanted us to leave anon hence why we were waiting for so long. She dislikes us immensely and short of burning off most of our mana, it'll stay that way.

>>42031711
So why did the people we used our mana couldn't tell unless your implying every noble can detect it.
We can just not use mana?

>>42031719
We're not going behind her back, we're being escorted by a member of her family.
She'll dislike us anyway, and even if we went to her she'd dislike us for leaving the drawing room, at least now we have an excuse and won't directly annoy her by interacting her.
>>42031763
Not every noble, but how about a noble of the family that is influential in a magical guild? I think it's a magical guild, in any case.

>>42031763
The elf we sold shit to could tell remember. Plus this house is an artificer house. It'd be piss easy for her to have a detect magic trinket on her.

>>42031785
Doesn't automatically mean she's magic affiliated, but I get why you would assumed that.
>>42031806
What about everyone else?

>>42031806
Yeah seriously most of the time we can just magically charm and the occasional person who spots it is just the cost of doing business, but if there's any time we should EXPECT someone to spot it its valia's mom.

“Let's just go see Valia, perhaps I'll save talking to your aunt for another time,” you reply, shaking your head.

“Understandable. In her defense, you being left to your own devices for all this time may not entirely be an effort to snub you, she does get rather absorbed in her work,” Valia's cousin explains, striding across the library towards the door in loud, heavy steps.

“Do you spend much time here then?”

“Some, my own parents lack a library of their own, and going all the way to the guild library is an annoyance. I spend my time here, ensuring that the books do not gather too much dust, and that my aunt, uncle and dear cousin are not allowing their various quirks to destabilize the bring about their own dissatisfaction and unhappiness,” he replies, leading you over to the stairs, as you bite your tongue on the matter of Valia's cousin being in a position to comment on other people's quirks.

“Valia seems balanced enough to me, shy maybe, but that's hardly cause for alarm,” you reply, as the two of you head up the stairs.

“She does seem to have perked up considerably since she began this adventuring business with you. It is fortunate for your sake that she did, else I might have reacted to your pastry theft more violently.”

“Looks like I lucked out there, don't think I caught your name though,” you smirk, as you reach the top of the stairs, Valia's cousin turning the corner and mounting another set of stairs up to the top floor.

“Ah, yes, I suppose that rather slipped my mind, I am Remus, I'm sure it's a great pleasure for both of us,” he replies, an offered hand jabbing out from his side as he attempts to continue up the stairs and shake hands with you without turning around.

“Jareth, though you already knew that,” you reply, catching the bobbing hand and shaking it.

“I did, yes, and here we are,” Remus replies, striding down the hallway, pointing to a door at the far end.

(cont)

>>42031925
“Valia, if you are doing anything indecent you have twenty seconds to make yourself decent before I open the door,” Remus calls, hammering on the wood with his knuckles.

“W-what, I'm not doing anything indecent, stop saying that,” Valia's voice squeaks, the sound of toppling books accompanying a hurried rush for the door, a blushing Valia swinging it open.

“There was that one time-” Remus starts, before being cut off by a gasp as Valia spots you.

“J-jareth, you're here, you're alright, I was so worried,” she beams, rushing past Remus to lock you in a tight hug, her soft body squishing against you in a very pleasant way.

“Please, it would take more than that to keep me down for long,” you smile, returning the hug, Remus seeming rather disinterested in the whole thing as he peers into the room behind her, giving a 'hmm', before turning to face the pair of you.

“Well, there you go, I have reunited the two of you, and may I add that it was a very touching reuinion to witness. Do bear in mind however that Aunt Lyria and Formes are in the building today, so it might be wise not to be overly noisy,” he explains.

“Oh, y-you don't have to go straight away if you don't want to, Remus, w-would you like some cake?”

“Well, I would not wish to intrude, and I did already enjoy one half of Jareth's criminal spoils,” he frowns, tapping his foot.

> “I don't mind, stick around a while.”
> “Nice meeting you, Remus.”

>>42031950
> “Nice meeting you, Remus.”

>>42031950
> “Nice meeting you, Remus.”

>>42031950
>> “I don't mind, stick around a while.”

>>42031950
>“I don't mind, stick around a while.”

>>42031950
>“Well, I would not wish to intrude, and I did already enjoy one half of Jareth's criminal spoils,” he frowns, tapping his foot.
Seems like he's not in the mood to stay here.
Thank him for the help and willingness to participate in criminal exploits.
We can't stay here for long though, keep that in mind, anons.

>>42031950
Forgot to mention, >>42032015 is a vote for
>"Nice meeting you, Remus."

>>42031950
>“I don't mind, stick around a while.”
Is like him

>>42031950
>“I don't mind, stick around a while.”

>>42031950
"I don't mind, stick around for a while."

>>42031950
>“Nice meeting you, Remus.”

A touch of this >>42032015 would also be good

>>42031901
High level Mage guild noble would have one, Joe Schmoe likely would not.

>>42031950
>> “I don't mind, stick around a while.”
Hey either if you hear of the scales God?

>>42031985
>>42031992
>>42032058
>>42032063
>>42032071
Just asking, why do you want him to stay? Seems to me like he'd rather leave.

>>42031950
>> “Nice meeting you, Remus.”
Hope to see you around some time, under less constricting circumstances.

>>42032103
Because
>I like him
Don't know where that s came from.

>>42031950
> “Nice meeting you, Remus

>>42031950
> “Nice meeting you, Remus.”

>>42032128
Okay, I like him too, but what do you plan to achieve by having him stay? I thought we were going to talk to Valia, or maybe get romantic. And he doesn't really want to stay, as can be seen in his body language.
Even Valia isn't too fond of having him stay.

>>42031967
Tell him he's a cool guy and hope to see him another day.

>>42032103
Well it would at least demonstrate that we aren't super eager to get alone with valia without supervision

Writing.

>>42031985
> “Nice meeting you, Remus.”
Changing my vote.

>>42032160
He doesn't care, anon. See how casual he was about Valia masturbating and telling us not to get too lewd while getting personal?

I'm not sure which won, but if the second option did, I hope he will refuse if he doesn't want to stay, I wouldn't want to have him stay here for the heck of it if he has other shit he'd rather do.

>>42032149
There is nothing I want to achieve with either option, not even romance; could be too risky with the butler possibly eavesdropping from time to time. I just like a new character and want to explore this new element.

>>42032186
He might not care but the rest of the family will presumably hear about it. From him and "yeah I stuck around while they talked" sounds better for us than "yeah I just left valia with the extremely attractive sex priest"

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I like Remus. He's chill.

So at the very least I think I'm going to discount Mrs valia's mom as a potential snakefucker, if "she gets super into her work" is at all accurate I'm not sure she allows herself the free time to join a secret cult.

“It was good meeting you Remus,” you nod, stepping aside to let him by.

“Likewise, Jareth, now if you will excuse me, I have all the thrill and excitement of two chapters on structural geomancy to work my way through,” Remus replies, giving Valia a light pat on the head, to her obvious embarrassment, before striding off down the hallway once more with his usual heavy footfalls.

“S-so, would you, um, would you like to come in?” Valia asks, nudging her door open.

Smiling, you step inside. Valia's room is quite spacious, and pretty much what you expected, equal parts girly and academic, stacks of heavy leatherbound books stacked on haphazardly across her floor and strewn across the covers of her fluffy, four-poster bed between the various stuffed animals. Her walls are covered in paintings of natural scenes, most likely taken from the less populated surrounding isles.

“Your, um, your friend came to visit last night, and said you were in some trouble, a-and that I might be in some... some trouble, um, she wasn't very clear about the kind of trouble,” Valia asks, giving you a worried look as you glance at the pile of empty confectionery papers and the half-finished cake on her desk, Valia flushing deeply as she sweeps the papers into a bin.

(cont)

>>42032570
“Got jumped by some sort of strange lizard-man, claimed I'd upset his cult somehow, cult of the scaled god or something, I wanted to make sure they weren't going to come after the rest of you,” you reply, taking a seat on the edge of Valia's bed.

“Oh, w-well she certainly made sure your message got through, your friend did, um... I wasn't really expecting someone to, well, to knock on my window in the night... considering...”

Considering it's the third storey. You really should ask Elsie or Isea about exactly what sort of job Elsie does at night, something tells you that she isn't the Grail Street club dancer Isea thinks she is.

“She... um, d-did your friend say anything about... about when she came here?”

“She said she had trouble getting to you, and that you were busy.”

“A-ah, yes, um, I was busy... w-with studying, with studying, late night studying,” Valia squeaks, awkwardly sitting herself down on the bed next to you.

“How dedicated, I'm sorry Elsie distracted you from your... studying,” you smile, wrapping an arm around Valia's shoulder, the mage giving a shy smile as she nestles in closer to your side.

>Hang around and chat for a bit, then be on your way (about anything in particular? write-in)
>Perhaps some minor lewdness would be in order

>>42032570
Oh, she's adorable.

>>42032587
>>Perhaps some minor lewdness would be in order

>>42032587
>>Hang around and chat for a bit, then be on your way (about anything in particular? write-in)
Maybe her looking up the scaled god cult? Us using a public library would redflag us hard, but she can get access without people knowing.

>>42032587
>>Hang around and chat for a bit, then be on your way (about anything in particular? write-in)
How her studies go, her family a little bit but not enough to ruin the mood, how adventuring has been treating her.
I know I'll lose anyway but I'll vote just to feel not responsible if we get in trouble because of lewdness

>>42032587
>>42032642
Ill support this

>>42032587
>Hang around and chat for a bit, then be on your way (about anything in particular? write-in)
Maybe about our hunch of the scaled god being connected to the stone-swimmer we re-killed during our last dungeon dive.
at least I seem to recall the stone-swimmer, the scaled god and some third demon being the three false-gods.

>>42032587
>Hang around and chat for a bit, then be on your way (about anything in particular? write-in)
Her studies, her parents, Remus, anything she might know regarding lizard gods and their servants?

>select all the images with waffles
Fuck you captcha I just ate

>>42032617
Probably shouldn't just ask a librarian about scaled gods though.
More like look up old, fringe, occult, unpopular gods.
Also, couldn't what we saw the lizard do give a clue to the god's domain? Seemed very water/blood/life related, and of course being scaled and lizard-like.

>>42032587
>That's enough, go see your sister

>>42032587
This >>42032712

>>42032587
Tell her the details, list some of our theories about what we might have done to piss them off, advise caution but otherwise trust her to use her own judgement. No lewd PROPER but some innuendo is in order.

>>42032587
>>>Perhaps some minor lewdness would be in order

>>42032587
>Hang around and chat for a bit, then be on your way (about anything in particular? write-in)
Check in on sister dearest. Then we do some sleuthing about the scaled god business.

Writing.

So, she was totally masturbating when Elsie interrupted, wasn't she?

>>42033069
_Yes_

>>42033069
no, she was doing a detailed manual study of the female reproductive system.

“So what have they got you locked up here studying today?” you ask, as Valia shuffles into a comfortable position, which seems to involve squashing up as close as possible next to you.

“J-just a bit about the base theory behind mobile portal creation, it's a vital part of higher studies, so, so I don't think I can really convince the guild that... that I'm ready to continue, um, not until I learn how to do that,” she explains, her brow furrowing a little, you suppose she must be pretty concerned about that.

“You'll pick it up, I always found practical experience better than books anyway, a few more adventures and you'll be slinging those mobile portals around all over the place,” you grin, giving her a reassuring squeeze.

“T-thank you Jareth, I- It would be nice if I could, it might, well, it might convince mom... um... mother, that it's a good idea to keep, to keep adventuring.”

“I met your mother, and your butler, before running into Remus.”

“Oh dear, I hope Formes wasn't too rude to you, I- I'm afraid he's rather enamoured of mother, so he tends to react poorly to gentleman callers.”

“You noticed that, did you?”

“W-well yes, I think the only person who hasn't noticed is mo- mother, she, she gets rather wrapped up in her work.”

“So wait, your father knows?”

“I- I don't think he really cares, um, he's not... not around all that often,” Valia frowns.

Oh dear, you can feel the mood slipping, time to change the subject.

“Remus seems nice, anyway, a bit strange, but there's nothing wrong with that,” you smile, Valia giving you a small smile, that seemed to do the trick.

(cont)

>>42033841
“Ah, yes, Remus has always been very kind to me, um, he, he is a little odd though, I'll admit,” she giggles, one hand slipping over nervously to take yours, Valia blushing deeply as you lace your fingers with hers.

“He- he's a very talented mage too, um, he does... he does architectural work for the Builder's guild, as a contractor. Geomancy, magical construction, an-and work with artificial leylines, at least he does when they can force him to. I- I think if he had his way, he'd just play around with his own strange projects, but, well, he needs a lot of gold for those.”

“What sort of projects are those?”

“Um, well, let's see, one time he build a mobile house, it was, it as shaped like a beetle, I- I think it looked nice, but, well, no-one was really interested, so- so I think he still has it. Um, he build an underwater housing district, but- but, well, a kraken took it over a-and no-one's managed to drive it away yet. Um, I think he's working on a flying castle right now, but, well, it's very expensive, as I said.”

She wasn't kidding about him being talented, to pull off things like that, most structural geomancers settle for dull repetitive building work, little more than a glorified bricklayer.

“Um, Jareth, I- I don't want you to think badly of my parents, th-they are good people, they just... well, um, my mother gets far too serious about work, and- and sometimes she gets angry wh-when she thinks I'm making mistakes, an-and my father is, isn't around much, but... but they do both care about me, really, they aren't bad people.”

“Understood, I'm sure your mother will like me once she gets to know me,” you grin, leaning over to plant a kiss on Valia's forehead, turning her a deeper shade of red.

(cont)

>>42033857
“W-well, um, I- I'm sure she'll come around you... to your presence, I'm sure she'll c-come around to your presence, um, yes,” Valia mumbles, looking away.

“No doubt. There was something I wanted to ask you though,” you smile.

“O-oh, yes, of course.”

“The scaled god, do you know much about him? If his cult is angry at me, I'd like to know more, you think it could be about stone-swimmer?”

Valia frowns, forehead furrowed as she sinks into thought.

“W-well, I know a little bit, while Stone-Swimmer was an angry, violent god, one who ruled through fear, natural disasters, violence, the Scaled God was... was more of a corrupting influence. Um, in the old Neburian pantheon the Stone-Swimmer represented death, while the Scaled God was life. H-his water palace was said to be quite a sight, um, before it was blown up of course. He had a whole priesthood of attendants, and a harem of the kingdom's most beautiful slavegirls to bear his blessed children, who were... well, half lizard.”

“Like the thing that attacked me.”

“W-well I suppose so, but, um, the Scaled God is dead, and... and I find it hard to believe that his children could still be breeding true after all these years. P-perhaps it's some sort of magic, mimicking the effect, b-but that's not to say such a cult couldn't exist.”

(cont)

>>42033872
“So do you think they're angry with me about Stone-Swimmer?”

“Um, maybe, I don't know... I- I don't think anyone knows about Stone-Swimmer though, we didn't tell anyone. Let's see... um... the Scaled God's foremost worshippers were mostly wealthy and influential people, they shared in his decadence and were rewarded with gold and black pearls from his vaults. You should be careful, Jareth, this cult, it- it could have a lot of pull in the guilds if it's anything like his old cult.”

You nod, considering Valia's words. “Valia, could you find out more about the scaled god for me?”

“O-of course Jareth, I- I wouldn't want anything to happen to you, s-so, any way I can help,” she nods, her attempts at a serious frown coming across more as cute than anything else, like a scowling puppy.

“Thanks Valia, just keep things subtle, we don't want to tip the cult off that you're looking into them.”

“N-no problem Jareth, I pick up fifty books a week from the library, I'm sure I can slip in one or two about this without anyone noticing,” she beams.

Grinning, slip your hand from hers, reaching over to tip her chin back, leaning forward and pressing your lips to hers, Valia giving a surprised squeak as you enjoy the sensation of her soft lips.

Sitting back, you pick yourself up, Valia still frozen in place, flushing deeply.

“I'll see you soon Valia, you know where I'm staying if you want to tell me anything, right?”

(cont)

>>42033892
“Y-yes, I- I know wh-where you're staying, I- I'll, I'll see you soon, Jareth,” Valia squeaks, hopping to her feet.

Just in time as it turns out, as the door swings open to reveal Valia's mother, whose angry expression quickly fades away as she realizes that you do not in fact have your hands all over her daughter.

“Jareth, I see you found your way to my daughter,” she frowns, cocking an eyebrow.

“Remus showed me the way,” you smile, giving a shrug.

“Of course he did... Well, come along now, I think that's a long enough break for Valia.”

“No problem, I was just leaving anyway,” you reply, nodding to Valia as you step out of the room.

“B-bye Jareth, I'll... I'll let you know if I find anything,” Valia calls, before the door swings shut.

“I suppose I owe you an apology, Jareth. It seems I became rather engrossed in my work. I had asked Formes to inform me when a half hour had passed, but it seems that he was distracted by other duties,” Lyria states, the two of you walking along the corridor side by side, the butler nowhere to be seen for the first time since you met Valia's mother.

“Not a problem, sounds like you're very busy,” you smile, Lyria giving a slight nod as she steps onto the stairs.

>Speak with Lyria on the way down (write-in)
>Keep quiet

>>42033906
>Speak with Lyria on the way down (write-in)
Talk to her about how adventuring is doing her daughter good.

>>42033906
>Speak with Lyria on the way down (write-in)
ask about her work, why it keeps her o busy, and talk about how a little bit of unwinding every now and then might end up increasing her overall productivity. wink wink, nudge nudge.

>>42033906
>Speak with Lyria on the way down (write-in)
Ask about what her work entails.

>>42033906
>Speak with Lyria on the way down (write-in)
How he knows she wants the best for her daughter but adventuring could help her studies. flirt a little something like who Valia gets her looks.

>>42033967
Really?
Really?
Are you being serious, anon?
>>42033906
>Speak
We wonder what her work involves, she seems very dutiful about it, but we admit we aren't too familiar with the [I forgot the name] guild and geomancy and such. Does it involve a lot of politics as well?
>>42033928
Not a bad idea, but I think it'd be better to bring that up once Valia learns moving portals.

>>42034056
>Are you being serious, anon?
completely. the way I've been reading her, it's more likely to happen than her actually conceding that adventuring benefits her studies.

>>42033857
I want this beetle-house for our party base, good god.

>>42034126
I want a flying castle.

>>42033906
>Speak with Lyria on the way down (write-in)
So what is your field, Valia does portals, Remus seems to a geomancer, what's yours?

>>42034104
Once again your dick exceeds your social grasp. She might be business oriented, but she still hates us, not too mention the row it'd cause in the household.

>>42033906
>Speak with Lyria on the way down (write-in)
Talk about her work and how Valia is improving with adventuring and becoming more confident, and Lyria should notice the butler's care for her.

>>42034140
she doesn't hate us, anon. also not sure what you mean by 'once again'.

>>42034126
Are you seriously trying to flirt by telling a workaholic to relax?

>>42034177 was meant for >>42034104

>>42034136
Flying castle sounds good too, but it isn't finished yet and apparently there's trouble getting funding, while the house is done and supposedly not in use.

>>42034166
She does or at least strongly dislikes us, because to her we're low born, low caste adventurer scum. Only reason we got in was hinging on her being polite. The second we do something like hit on her, we're in the shit. Best way to get her to like us is not act like a horny bastard.

>>42034136
When we have the cash, we buy it, and hire a very large maintenance staff. assuming no one important buys it, because a flying castle sounds like a great thing to retake the mainland, on paper at least.

Okay, since there seems to be some dispute.

Talk to Lyria about Valia's adventuring and how it will help with her studies.
>Yes
>No

Ask Lyria about the work she does.
>Yes
>No

Flirt with the milf
>Yes
>No

>>42034332
>Yes
>Yes
>Yes

>>42034332
>>Yes
>Yes
>No

>>42034332
>Yes
>Yes
>Yes

>>42034332
>Yes
>Yes
>No

>>42034332
>No
>Yes
>Yes

>>42034332
>Yes
>Yes
>Yes

>>42034332
>Yes
>Yes
>Yes

Everyone loves flattery!

>>42034332
>Yes
>Yes
>Yes

>>42034332

Talk to Lyria about Valia's adventuring and how it will help with her studies.
>Yes


Ask Lyria about the work she does.
>Yes

Flirt with the milf
>Yes

>>42034332

>Yes
>Yes
>Yes

All of these anons not wanting to flirt with the uptight workaholic milf...you guys disgust me.

>>42034332
can we keep the flirting subtle, at least?

>>42034332
>No
>Yes
>Yes
She disapproves too much of the adventuring.

>>42034399
yeah it's not flattery

>>42034425
She's married isn't exactly fond of us, and hinting at infidelity is likely to end as well as trying to hit on the leader of the sisterhood before she was out for our blood.

>>42034332
>No
>Yes
>Yes

>>42034332
>Yes
>Yes
>No

>>42034332
>No
>Yes
>Yes

>>42034473
I don't know about you but generally flirting of involves a tiny bit of flattery/complimenting. doesn't have to be serious flirting either

>>42034332
>No
>Yes
>No
But I will lose because anons don't know how to rush everything.
She's ibviously not very interested in sexy things and prefers to work.

>>42034332
>Yes
>Yes
>Yes

>>42034516
If it doesn't have to be flirting then why did you vote for flirting?

>>42034332
>Yes
>Yes
>No

Tallying votes now.

>>42034564
I said it doesn't have to be "serious" flirting, no need to try sleeping with her, or "hinting at infidelity" as one anon put it.

>>42034527
nobody ibviously is interested in sex by default. you have to make them interested. that's what flirting is, dumbass.

I hope we get the door slammed in our face and future attempts at visiting Valia made more difficult for being a horndog with no self control to be honest.
I know this may seem like smut, but Ican actually see this being the most sensible outcome and being fitting for the story, Jareth making his own life more difficult purely of his own free will.

>>42034634
Lordie already has said trying to fuck everything will make life a lot harder on us. it would not surprise me.

>>42034627
She hasn't realized that her butler is hopelessly into her for years.
That's not a "doesn't scream that she's a slut" that's a "vagina might as well not exist for all she cares".
We'd need to socialize with her when she's drunk both alone and in company if you want to get through to her.

>>42034657
if that happens, I'm going to sue him for entrapment.

>>42034684
Can I sue you for retardation, then?

Okay, so yes wins for all three things.

Writing.

>>42034705
oh no, woe is me, for I have been bested thoroughly by your immaculate wit and verbal prowess.

>>42034684
It's not entrapment, It's basic human common sense to not think with your dick. Especially when you know the person is Married, dislikes you for what you do, is a work-a-holic, is very strict, and is probably classist.

>>42034740
Playing up your perceived slight won't make the implication in my post any less true.
And no, that's not what wit looks like, I don't even know how that can register as even trying to be witty to you, that's just very basic, normal language skills required for sensible speech.

>get some good points with her for giving her a pleasant surprise in not being all over her daughter's body
>immediately fuck it up by revealing lack of monogamous tendency, being satisfied with physical standards, and ignoring social situations and circumstances

>>42034846
Flirting doesn't mean whipping out your dick and rubbing it on her.

It could simply be complimenting her appearance and for taking care of her body while still working so hard.

>>42034883
>Jareth
>Being subtle
pick one.

>>42034883
No, flirting means flirting, which makes intentions quite clear.

>>42034883
>Flirting doesn't mean whipping out your dick and rubbing it on her.

It doesn't?
...
Oh! That's why I was charged with Sexual Assault! I was wondering why everyone was getting so upset.

>>42034903
Considering he has literally been trained for this, he should know how to seduce someone subtly when it would be the best course of action

>>42034903
He is, you know.

>>42034903
He knows when to be subtle and when to go all out.

So far we have mostly been screwing sluts so the latter approach has been more pronounced.

“So what is it that you do, Mrs Einrich? With Valia's portal magic and Remus' geomancy, I'm guessing you do something magical as well?” you ask, as you start down the stairs.

“I do artificier work with my guild, unfortunately these days it's more paperwork surrounding my field than actually working in it. Still, it is very rewarding to see all of my hard work improving the lives of the city's people.”

You nod, keeping to yourself the fact that most of those inventions do not make it to more than half of the city.

“So when you get to do actual artificier work yourself, what sort of things do you work on?”

“I'm afraid I couldn't reveal any of my latest inventions, the guild would be very upset if information got out about our projects before they were released to the public. In the past I've worked on cooled storage chests, wall-climbing harnesses for those working in construction and rescue, and multipurpose shapeshifting tools,” Lyria explains, counting off her inventions, continuing on to about a dozen more, a few of which you've heard of, and plenty more of which you haven't. Either way, it's obvious that she's very good at what she does, you suppose there must be a lot of pressure on Valia surrounded by the likes of her and Remus.

“Impressive, sounds like your family has quite the array of talents,” you smile.

“We do try, I'm sure that Valia will come into her own soon enough with some more encouragement.”

“I've been very impressed with her so far, she's been a great help to the party,” you nod, noting the slight sour look that has come over Lyria at your change in topics.

“It is hardly the most respectable, or safe, profession, but Valia was unusually insistent about it. I suppose she's just going through a phase of some sort.”

(cont)

>>42035587
“You don't need to worry about her staying safe, I'm doing everything I can to see to that. Besides, I'd say that it's doing her a lot of good, practical experience has its uses as well as books,” you reply, as you turn down the next flight of stairs.

“Perhaps, I can't say I'm comfortable with it though, despite her age, she's still such a child at times, dealing with monsters is best left to those of a more violent and brutish disposition. No insult intended, of course.”

“None taken, though I prefer to think of myself as rugged and roguish, personally.”

“I'm sure, I would prefer that Valia not become violent, brutish, rugged, or roguish however. She's an intelligent, well-mannered and attractive girl, there are many more options available to her,” Lyria sighs.

“She's something alright. She's taken after her mother, I'd wager, intelligent, well-mannered and attractive,” you smile.

“Very kind of you to say, Jareth, though flattering me won't do anything to help your relationship with my daughter, if that is your intention,” Lyria replies with a slight nod, as you reach the base of the stairs, her expression impassive.

(cont)

>>42035607
“No need to worry, if I want to flatter Valia I'll do it to her face, that one was just for you,” you grin, glancing over at her, Lyria meeting your gaze for a split second before her eyes fix back on the path ahead as the two of you step out onto hallway.

“As long as you keep your flattery of my daughter respectable, that's fine, she is engaged after all, and her and Talis are very much in love,” Lyria shakes her head. It makes you wonder how well she knows her daughter these days, because that certainly isn't the impression you got of the engagement from the way Valia tells it.

“Well I wouldn't want to get in the way of love. That is assuming this isn't just a plot to get more flattery sent your way,” you smirk, the two of you reaching the front door.

“Yes, well, it is nice to be told that one is still attractive once in a while, no matter how hollow such praise may be in truth,” Lyria sighs, opening up the front door.

>Off to Rihara
>Push your luck

>>42035627
>Push your luck
I can't not take this bait

>>42035627
>Off to Rihara

>>42035627
>Off to Rihara

Maybe tell her that the praise is not in-fact hollow other than that time to go.

>>42035627
>Push your luck
I can't help myself, justify it's not hollow.

>>42035627
>Push your luck
I don't even want to vote for this, but it has to be done.

>>42035627
>Off to Rihara

>>42035627
>Off to Rihara

>>42035627
>Push your luck
Challenge accepted

>>42035627
>Off to Rihara

>>42035642
>>42035675
>>42035684
We'll get our chance later anons,

>>42035627
>Push your luck

>>42035627
>Off to Rihara

>>42035627
>>Off to Rihara
I don't give hollow praise, never have never will. Later!

>off to rihara

Although it might be worth mentioning our praise is not at all hollow.

>>42035627
>Push your luck
>>42035709
Or not.

>>42035627
>Push your luck

>>42035627
>>Push your luck

>>42035627
>Push your luck

>>42035627
>>Push your luck

But if we push our luck there won't be time for wincest smut this thread.

>>42035607
>Off to Rihara

>>42035627
>>Push your luck

>>42035627
>Off to Rihara

>>42035849
>wanting to fuck a slut over ara ara

Shit taste

>>42035627
>Off to Rihara

Incest is wincest

>>42035627
>Push your luck
I want the milf

>>42035627
>Push your luck

Looks like pushing your luck wins.

Writing.

>>42035627
>>Off to Rihara
No, let's not hit the whammies.

>>42035627
>Off to Rihara
Seems like there's some samefagging going on.

>>42035926
Fd it there's samefaggery going on

>>42035926
Im scared, hold me anons?

>>42035960
>>42035946
>muh samefagging
>54 posters

Jesus fucking Christ, fuck you people.
I hope Warlord punishes us for this, it's obvious that a wake up call is needed.

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>>42035926
HERE WE GO

>>42035946
Sure sounds like you're just justifying your own samefaggotry.

>>42035982
I hope he doesn't so that you will calm down.

>>42035960
twenty something votes from 54 posters. Not everything is samefagging. things can lose properly.

>>42035977
Why do you need an anon to hold you when an ara ara could?

>>42035982
>being this mad
>not realizing that everybody that voted for it knew it wasn't going to end well