Fantasy RP The Greatest Relic, and Treasure with the Heart of Darkness ( Knight_Of_None )

As the harpy was fighting to keep from getting smothered by the dwarfs endowments, Silas reaching to wriggle them around a bit . Just enough for the harpy to keep keep her face free of Clara's funbags and that she wasn't struggling. He looked at the rookie team. "So, your leader, you said he's not from around here?" He said looking at the halfling.
 
"yes, he like myself come from the land of the dragon ilk, our home was destroyed by a cult of the mother Bahamut."

as he said this, unaware if this was something known to sila's or not. but the fact would remain. this would explain the nasty temper, and nature the now huffing and silent leader held tours Sila's. even if the reptilian paladin was not part of the group responsible for his past trauma, and pain. yet for now things would make some sense. however this would also reveal to Sila's their would soon be another kind of threat to his new family, even with two capable, and dangerous wives, a cult could truly pose a unique threat, one which he alone might not be enough to properly protect his new kin from when the time came.
 
"I see..I'm sorry that such a tragedy has come to pass." Silas said with a bow of hisxhead in understanding. The idea of such a cult lurking around surely only world speak of node troubles on the horizon l. He would have to prepare...ofcourse such a regiment would distract him from his domestic handling of his wives.
 
"Tch, apologies from a reptilian filth, your no better then those of your foul Ilk. just cause you fooled the other's doesn't mean you can fool me. "

as he spoke up in a foul tone, the leader would go silent again, once his buddy smacked him on the head. before looking back to Silas. as the shield warrior would ask. as the destination began to come into view, the fact remained, now Silas would soon be even busier, but he would have some questions to answer. for now he would be reported as a troublesome hero, due to the way Clara wanted to cook a humanoid monster. even if a joke or not.

yet for now, he had these young ones to speak with, as it would not be long now before finally arriving.
 
hearing this, the adventurer leader huffed, as the carriage seemed to finally stop once more. this would be the check point into the town. however would Sila's have the money to pay for the entrance check with the carriage, or would he have Clara release the lil harpy, and the two of them could enter through the man entrance check which would be free. as the carriage had only paid for it's direct crew, and escort team. however for right now, the leader would spit. as he looked into Sila's eyes.

"I seen your kind before. you Lie, Serpent blood, and draconic blood are one and the same. I know what the people who worship the foul beast were. and you are identical right down to your filthy eyes, and scales. just cause you have a half with lover, does not make us all that stupid. "

as he said this, his venous words were his own, not his teams, despite how he would argue that any one would agree with him, despite how it was far from true about that part.
 
"If serpentbloods were draconic, I would know, but our people are not even close to them." He said simply, not truly interested in fighting further as he passed the gaurd his gold prices to enter...abd pried his love from the harpy. "Or shall i begin saying Halflings and Giants are one in the same?"
 
"Hey, We are the same, just a bit different in how bite size. "
as she said this playfully, rubbing Sila's crotch. as she leaned in to try and kiss him, in a comical attempt, even sitting He was so much taller then his tiny busty lover.

however this was enough to at least make the rest around them all giggle, except for the rude leader. who simply huffed, and went silent after saying something which made Clara slap him, and huff out angry.

"Tch, trying to kiss a monster, a filthy slut of a halfling should know better then to tou. . . ." it would be right their as he began to insult Sila's, that ruined the moment finally. as Clara had enough, her tiny hand hitting him hard enough to make. after leaving the annoying man on the floor, in the carriage. she would look to her lover.

"let's go the rest of the way on foot. I don't care how other's see me, but I won't let them belittle you and our love. "
huffing as she said this, it would be a rare sight, to see this tiny woman so agitate, as she would take her lover's hand, and show off her rare strength, thanks to her countless years of smithing, as she yanked silas with her out of the carriage.
 
As hid Dwarvess pulled him , Solas merely cast the leader a pitied look, but he was not going to fight to stay. "We will meet you all in town, do be careful from now on." He said as he waved, letting the door shut. He leaned down, scooping his pint sized woman into his arms to carry her on his back. "You will step no further, I will do the leg work-"
 
now carrying his tiny spit fire of a lover. Silas would get both amused, and even jealous looks. as well as some whispers of how the scaled man seemed to have a pocket size fuck doll of a helper. making quiet the comical, yet expected reaction from clara who he was now carrying.

yet as they drew closer, their would be an unexpected crowd around the guild office. the location they needed to reach, had something going on inside of the building. as Silas would be unaware that several dwarves were demanding an emergency smithy quest. as their elder needed rescued, and they needed ether a powerful warrior or a smith who could craft strong enough gear so they could rescue their elder. unaware that the best hope for both needs would soon come walking right into their hands.
 
Silas pushed the door open into the guild, finding it lively and loud...more so than usual with the Dwarves in the building. The paladin walked through, the emergency orders taking up most of the clerks, but he atleast needed to complete his first mission. And it needed to be posted officially before he could legally take it up.
 
as things went on, Silas would soon find himself shooed away by the guild clerk, who had her hands full with the upset, and very rude dwarven men., However they were making things very difficult, not following protocols, but causing more issues then needed. as they were making demands for the guild master, who was obviously not available at the moment. However as this was going on, and Silas would be busy now trying to get one of the clerks, or guild employee's attention. Clara would notice something small, and shiny in the distance. something shimmering, as her eyes practically enlarged with entertaining idea's in her mind. much like some child who needed to be watched, she would move once her lover was not watching the dwarven little maiden. Unaware she was about to make things so much worse for them all in this building once she found out what the shinny object really was. for by the time Sila's would notice her missing, the tiny, busty vixen would be missing from sight, or even sound detection.
 
Silas worked at the clerk. Lifting his hands from Clara briefly as he tried to gather the attention of one of clerks from the demanding dwarve. He needed just a moment, but as he gave her the opening, she needed to squirrel away, in those seconds he gave the clerk his information and get the documents ...he turned around to see her missing.
 
Now turning to look around, Sila's would hear faint muffles, and complaints. from another room. Little did he know, that this paladin would soon find something hidden in the depths of this guild. something his little miss had stumbled upon. for the faint sounds would be coming from a strange spot near the back of the wall, with a trap door their.

unaware of it, he would discover his little miss was in this under ground chamber. where Clara had found herself. she would be sticking ass out of a strange toothless mimic. as it would seem she found the monster breeding lab hidden in the guild. it was not illegal, but frowned on. as it was a dangerous practice. However the worse part would be if he found this room quick enough, he would spot many female demi human adventurer's bound to different devices, and heavily pregnant with monster eggs, and seed. Meaning they were using slaves, or making slaves out of individual's who were not humans. showing the darker side of this town. something well hidden, due to how the masses were a mix despite population being dominant humans.
 
Solas blinked ar he noticed Clara gone, looking around, stepping around Dwarven men and adventurers alike as he tried to spot his missing bride to be. "Clara?" He called as he picked up faintly on the different sounds, starting to wander after the noises that caught his focus.
 
Following the sounds, it would not be long before Sila's would find his way t the oddly glowing and slightly barred door into the basement. as it hid several pregnant demi humans of a wide variety of species. more so the all to familiar feet of a dwarven woman sticking out of a mimic chest's maw. as tendrils snaked around the legs, along the feet, and between the twos. as it showed she was struggling to resist, and break free from the inside, while being forcefully mated, and slowly pulled deeper into the creature's unique maw sack. known to most as the Breeding sack where it capture's and store's females until successfully implanted with fertile eggs.

however more then that, the slim covered little harpy woman beside the chest would show how Clara was caught. this was a similar small harpy woman to that of the one they met on the way in. but this one already covered in bruise's, with a choker, and chains on it's wings, and throat. yet covered in slime, and fluids. showed she was pulled from this very mimic which was now struggling with the tiny dwarven maiden's thickness. struggling to pull her in now with all the monster could.
 
Silas threw himself forward in hardly a second when he saw his Clara struggling, the mimic that was trying to fit his curvy brudes wrestling body into its mouth. He drew out Three Fang, letting it instantly change into a great sword as he jamned the sword onti its maw. He started prying up, ripping the mimics tentacles. "Oh no you don't! The only way a mimic breeds my woman is if I'm transformed into one!"
 
With impressive force, Silas would manage to break Clara free, and pull her from the mimic's maw. her body now glistening from the gel, as she spat out the still wiggling tendril from her maw. panting, and wiping the slick, oozing fluid from her face.

"tch, I like being a mess, but not in that kind of way. "

saying this, as it was almost amusing, how she was making light of this, however the fact remained. she had been in the maw deep enough, and long enough, that now Silas had a slime covered, glistening little dwarf who's only clothing had been dissolved from her struggles. however she would look tours her reptilian lover, holding up a thumb. as she made an almost goofy smirk of satisfaction tours him.

"took your time their hun. Did you enjoy the view of my feet that much while your innocent little wife was being abused hmm?"
saying this as she would lift her one foot, wiggling her tours tours Sila's, in a playful gesture which was out of line for this scenario, but in character for such a mischievous headache of a lover.

more then that, now he could see what she had stumbled upon, and the darker however still legal side of the guild's special program for future hero training. in public view it would come off as illegal, however sense only demi humans were used, it fit with in the kingdom's laws, yet it was still very wrong.
 
Silas put his hand on hervhead. "I didn't wait, you snuck off-" he said pausing as he noticed more and more captured women. He pulled his cloak off , dropping it over Clara. "I need to get the rest of then. " he said as he moved away to start slashing the other mimics open and pill out their captives.
 
"Whaat, you expect me to ignore the muffled cries for help? would you have ignored it hmmm?"

asking this with a mischievous tone, knowing well she should have gotten his attention first, but at the same time. her kind albeit petty personality showing itself. where she did what was right, but was making it feel like she did something selfish just to try and find a means to enjoy herself again.

as Sila's was freeing each of these demi humans. most of them had slave marks, showing they were owned legally, but a few were former adventurer's which had the unique brand, meant to prevent them from being seen or abused as slaves. but it was now revealed this so called protective brand, was just an alternative to a slave crest, owned exclusively by the guild.

the sound of steps could soon be heard from another area of the basement chamber. the sound's of steps, and voices speaking of how their product should be close to birthing new specimen's very soon. and thus would finally be prepped for sales.
 
"Ofcourse I wouldn't have, but i would have let you know I heard something!" He said as hecdragged our another marked demiguman, but the sound of footsteps made him look over his shoulder. He turnedbaround, his greatsword reappearing un his hands as he moved to face down this apparent foe head on.
 
As he entered a combat ready stance, with his blade, Silas would soon witness the Guild leader and an odd hooded figure. as the door opened. the massive, scarred man would suddenly whip out several paralytic poison tipped dart at Sila's the instant the door opened enough. showing his experience and instincts were not to be taken lightly. however the figure behind him, which was most likely the customer was the real issue at hand. for the guild master could be dealt with in head on head combat. but if the hooded figure used magic or some kind of poisoning or charming technique, things could become complicated.
 
Silas lifted his sword arm as the dart came at him deflecting it aside narrowly. His armor would have gaurded him, and his serpentblood perhaps would have filtered the poison
...but such things were tricky. His divine constitution on the other hand. Silas started off hard, kicking the door, ripping it clear from the wall to send it towards the hooded man in a whirling heap. "In the name of the Steel Champion, you will yield!" He said
 
As he said this, the hooded figure would move swiftly. slipping past Sila's for a moment. for the instant the serpent paladin would make a move. he would find the guild leader unsheathing his unique edged blade. and pressing the paladin tours the wall. the muscular, and well trained warrior would give the paladin a run for his money in raw power, and skills alone. but each had their own unique traits. however the guild master smirked, as he would speak up.

"your kind holds no authority here snake. Our lord and the royal family rules are the laws we obey you are in the way of the royal business. " as he said this, the hooded figure would find it odd. as he kept trying to use both spells, and movements. yet all his attempts kept failing, as he was having a hard time capturing the small dwarven woman. wanting to try and use her as a hostage. however Sila's knew well that such attempts with out the intent to kill would have no effect on his lover. however the fact remained, the one he was against would be the real issue here, more so if his words were true.
 
"You follow the law of mortals. Let's see who's Oaths are truly more powerful!" Silas said as he shoved forward, the two warriors breaking from the wall. The serpent paladins sword lashing out , as he began to channel his divine gifts , feeling the notes of power of his lord.
 
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