Lions and bears, Oh My!
Big Game Hunter I
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Uncommon Quest
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All Big Game Hunter quests have you taking down dangerous beasts.
You may only kill up ten of a certain type of creature before it does not count.
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Possible Rewards: Trophies, titles, all loot boxes
Guaranteed Rewards: Uncommon Trophy: pristine Trophy head, Boost Card +3
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Difficult: E to C
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Status:
12/10 Ankhegs
10/10 Displacer Beasts
0/10 ???
15/10 Wayward Trolls
1/1 and their Beast Boss (Bonus)
10/10 Bloodborn Dire Boars
3/10 Crystaline Fiendish Elks
This is the first time Zaidel came down and actually saw the bar proper. The satyr asks around for the manager.
[dice=Diplomacy (gather information)]1d20 + 44
Not many patrons are in the inn. A few snores coming from the common room indicates there are some in there still. Shartash works on restocking the shelves while the other staff tidy up here and there.
"Good morning, Shartash", the satyr says as he walks up to the half-orc bar owner. "Good news, my patient seems to have made a strong recovery. But I will need the use of the studio for one more day to make sure. How much more do I owe you for the room and board?"
After his conversation with Shatash, Zaidel gets busy with his daily Quest.
30 minutes
Zaidel takes an hour rest.
30 minutes
30 minutes
Zaidel takes an hour rest.
30 minutes
Assuming Shatash doesn't need anything else from Zaidel, the satyr will visit the mayor and discuss any rewards and give her a rundown of what has happened, especially the massive dead hydra beast in the woods.
She sighs and grumbles, "Sure it's morning, not much good about it. Well that depends if I can sleep in my own bed for 8 hours or not."
Zaidel coyly snuck around Shatash and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Aww. Baby. I'm sorry. It was for a very good cause." The satyr nodded up to the ceiling. "That gold half-dragon up there? He fought off a nasty bit of vampirism. Listen, he might be well enough to move him to another room. Thank you again, by the way, for letting us use it to heal the injured." Zaidel's using all his seduction tricks to keep Shatash happy. "Is there another larger room avaiable I can transfer him to?" The satyr playfully nibbled the half-orc's ear.
She melted into his embrace. Goosepimples could clearly be seen on her arms and exposed flesh. As though in defeat she murmurs out, "There is no larger room, alas my fair abode does not meet your needs..." As her nipples grew hard and tented her shirt, she couldn't stand anymore of her own will.
After a few minutes of instruction, both Shatash's arms and legs are chained up, allowing for minimum movement while having access to her entire naked form.
Zaidel leans down and begins to kiss Shatash passionately, while his hands gently caress the half-orc's breasts and hips. After several furious minutes of making out, the caydenite leaves Shatash mid-kiss to get up and use the chain winches to elevate the half-orc's pelvic area, having it raise just above her head. Sitting down near her glistening womanhood, Zaidel cast prestidigiation on Shatash, making her skin clean and wet. The satyr then took his tongue and begins to tongue-fuçk the half-orc's awaiting aδδhole. As he performed his tongue muscle gymnastics, Zaidel spit on his finger and stimulated Shatash's clitoris and vaginal cavity. This lasts for nearly twenty minutes as Shatash moans loudly and thrashes with orgasm after orgasm in her chains.
Zaidel eventually stops and gets up and begins to massage the half-orc's tired muscles. The ones in her legs and thighs her lower back. After that, Zaidel uses the chain wench to bring Shatash's shuttering pelvis back down on the bed. The satyr walks back to the half-orc's face and gently caresses it. Zaidel speaks kind and loving words as he heaps affection onto Shatash, as he slowly strokes his c0ck. Soon, Zaidel angles Shatash's face toward his semi-hard member and feeds his satyr cock to the tied half-orc. Shatash does a good job bobbing her head to the side as she slowly takes Zaidel's complete hard c0ck. Soon, the caydenite began throat fuçking the prone half-orc. Occasionally, Shatash's tusks would drag alone Zaidel's cock, which he found rather exciting.
As much as he wanted to, Zaidel couldn't stay down in Shatash's play room all day, so he left Shatash's wanting mouth and walked back to the half-orcs naked form. Zaidel crouched behind her and slowly entered her puδδy, then quickly shifted and stuck his c0ck deep into her aδδ. She yelled with surprise, discomfort, and pleasure. Zaidel chuckled loudly as the half-orc dominatrix got a taste of her own medicine, but it was not a malicious laugh. Zaidel removed his c0ck, cast prestidigitation on it, then reinserted it in Shatash's awaiting cuñt.
Zaidel knew he was gonna leave the half-orc with a creme pie, and so thrust in and out of her puδδy relentlessly until both half-orc and satyr came hard. Zaidel stayed inside Shatash, just like she did last time they met, until Zaidel's c0ck was completely drained inside the tied up half-orc. Panting and covered with sweat and fluids, Zaidel got off of Shatash and carefully removed the restraints lifting her arms and legs into the air. Once completely free, Zaidel again took his time, using his healing arts to massage and sooth tired and overworked muscles.
Stratton finishes his daily exercises and checks in on Krazok, finding that the main taproom is abandoned. "Feeling better this morning?" he asks warmly.
He grins at Stratton and with ease says, ¨Better... yes. Back to my best no. Apparently we need a restoration or something. At least that is what the scepter says. Zaidel wants me to rest but I am bored, not much to do in this room. Do you want to play a game or get me some parts to make a trap out of?¨
"Sure, we can play a game. I'll see if I can fetch some cards or a chess set or something." Stratton says, smiling.
He pauses at the door, fishes for something in his sack, and walks back over to Krazok. "I don't know how much battery this has left, but this device will play music from my world through these earphones. It's mostly Pink, Queen, Meatloaf, Bowie and Billy Joel, but if you want something milder it also has some Jim Croce, Sawyer Fredericks, Dan Fogelville, and John Denver tracks. You play music by pressing this button and can skip songs by pressing this or go back pressing this. There's a bunch of selections on there, but unless you can read English, it'd probably just be better to skip around a bit." Stratton says, showing the half-dragon how the ipod works. "I'll be back in no time with some games." Stratton promises, heading out to find something he can play with the hero.
"Hey, yeah, that sounds good. What mansion?" Stratton says with a chuckle. "I'm looking for some cards and things to help Krazok stave off boredom. I'm sure Zaidel will check in on him eventually, do you want to hang with us and play some games with us until he returns? It'd use up one of your shapechanges..."
On the stairs leading up from the main floor, a secret door opens to reveal Zaidel and the half-orc from before walking out; the half-orc female lovingly has her arms wrapped around the satyr's.
"Guys!" Zaidel exclaims as both walk down the stairs. The female half-orc immediately goes back to stocking shelves. "Good news! I've been able to acquire another night for Krazok here."
Dusting his hands off, the satyr adds, "Well, I still need to do my Daily Quest, but I can do that, after our visit with the Mayor. I am ready if you are."
"I suppose we could visit the mayor first and then visit with Krazok while you do your dailies." Stratton sniffs the air and chuckles softly. "Although you might want to prestidigibathe before visiting the mayor."
"Oh! Pardon me!" Zaidel snaps his fingers and the smell of hot orc sex is replaced with lilacs and a clean body.
At the mayor's office you find a mousy man in a black suit like a butler. He states in a bored voice, very nasally, "The madame will see you soon. I was hired on for your group explicitly. Come along." He leads you into a familiar parlor. "Is there anything else you require, otherwise I will inform the madame you have arrived?"
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"The mansion is this place you can go in and do different fights and adventures to gain experience and maybe items. We only went in once and then got side tracked a lot. As for the games. Sure, I have not played a lot of card games, but I am in while we wait on Zaidel to finish his daily."
"I would like something with caffeine."
"May I have a tall glass of water?"
Once it arrives, Zaidel enhances it to a bright green color of Surge, then casts prestidigitation to make the carbonated beverage ice cold.
"Ahhh!"
The water is easily poured and delivered, then the Butler left to make Jean his drink.
Zaidel looks to the oni and bronze dragon. "Well, things must be improving in Owl Port, for the Mayor to be able to afford a butler as well as her aides. I hope we had some help in that prosperity", the satyr sips his drink in conversation.
Zaidel looks to his draconic friend with knowing eyes.
He's probably right, the cleric thought.
"Yeah. Yeah." The satyr admitted. "I wonder what we'll get as a reward?"
The butler comes back with a silver tea set. He puts the tray down on a side table and asks as he pours a cup, "Would you like some milk, honey, or sugar in your tea; or should I make it how I like it?"
A few minutes later the mayor sashays into the room with a dark green dress with white lace hem. Several clear gems are embedded in the dress. Though her hands are empty. She takes an open seat and says, "Yes, please pour me a cup too. Now how can I help you gentlemen?"
A few minutes later the mayor sashays into the room with a dark green dress with white lace hem. Several clear gems are embedded in the dress. Though her hands are empty. She takes an open seat and says, "Yes, please pour me a cup too. Now how can I help you gentlemen?"
Like a gentleman, Zaidel stands as Lady Narcise enters, and sits when she does. "Madam Mayor, Aeria Gloris has ended the threats of the ankhegs, displacer beasts, and trolls, as you requested. Sadly, one of our number, Matthew, has been taken by the Olympian Gods to fight in a Challenge. And an ally, a golden half-dragon named Krazok, was attacked by vampires last night and is resting at The Owl Port Tavern and Inn. He is in need of a restoration spell to be fully healed, but sadly, that is beyond my clerical powers as yet."
She frowns at the situation, but as her facial features don't change her words are more assuring, "Zaidel, I am afraid you are stronger than our own priest. I could ask my Sylvan allies how they could help but their price would out weigh the remedy. I fear your best option is in New Faces. Let me give you your rewards, the system has many things for you. Oh wait your quest is incomplete. I could grant you a portion of it for your aid. But our town has little an adventurer like yourself would want. Kenzie and Matt are still my wards but if you wish it they will go with you. I can grant you one of the three abandoned noble's houses, the property and the title to go with it but that is as far as Owl Port can provide."
Zaidel stands in the waiting room speechless. "A-A house? No, a mansion?! Land?! And a title?!!"
She quickly replies, "They are more of a house than a mansion. Also we don't know what has moved into them. Yes, though Sir of Owl Port likely won't get you much prestige. Some of the lands have gone feral or are blighted."
"I imagine Sire Zaidel of Owlport would become very prestigious of his own accord. In fact, had we not a mission to return Krazok to his homelands, I might suggest we make a home here and clear some of these blights straight away. Given what we've seen of the wider world, we might be better off increasing our strength incrementally in a smaller part of the world here before we go flying off to undead-infested cities, godly challenges, and other dangers so far above our level. We are strong, but if Matthew's situation shows us anything, it is that our strength is incomparably outmatched." Stratton says somberly. He shakes his head a bit and puts on a smile "We should insure Krazok's safe return to his people, perform the required rituals, and consider returning here. It would be nice to have a home here, I think."
He leans over to Zaidel, whispering to him
Zaidel looked introspective. "I think I need t discuss this with Cayden when we get back to New Faces. As far as I know, I'm the only caydenite cleric within a thousand miles, maybe more!"
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She offers up, "I have three estates, shall I put each of them under each of your names? I will also get the paperwork done for your return to gain your title. So you will not be taking a partial reward, that is for the best. If there isn't any other matters to be addressed, I now have much work to prepare. Best of wishes for your successful completion of your quests, hopefully we will see you soon." She is not trying to rush you out and hasn't left her seat to emphasize the point. She continues to calmly drink her tea in case you have other matters to address.
"Wait?! We each get a house?! And Title? And Land?! For each of us?!" Zaidel stands amazed, then blinks. "And you get powerful adventurers who are nearby to handle any rampant threats to your community. And the prestige of having a dragon, a renown entertainer, and master swordsman living in your area. Well played, Lady Narcise", the satyr said with a grin. "Well played."
"He's cute, but slow." Stratton says, wicked smile returning to his face as he stands. "I accept this honor, for my part, Lady Narcise, and thank you for your generosity. If nothing else, it gives us some local tasks while Krazok recovers."
"If nothing else, it gives us some local tasks while Krazok recovers."
"Uh, yes. YES! That's right! Daily Quest! I need to do that", Zaidel says as he leaves. "We'll be in touch." The satyr quickly leaves to do his Daily Quest.
Zaidel opens his random loot box and a 1st level scroll of your choice appears. When cast Will DC 15 or bad things.
Stratton got the same thing.
Whereas Jean gets a bag of 500 gp, a 1st level scroll, and a metal button of some sort.
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Zaidel opens his random loot box and a 1st level scroll of your choice appears. When cast Will DC 15 or bad things.
Zaidel got a scroll of charm fey.
Once Zaidel is done with his Daily Quest, he returns to in the in to check in on Krazok's condition.
Krazok is stable, has no wounds, just the level drain remains. Though true to his word he is taking it easy and fast asleep when you enter.
Zaidel quietly lets Krazok rest and backs out of the room.
The cleric head has been swimming since he last met Lady Narcise. The active members of Aeria Gloris are all excited to make a new life here in Owl Port. But Zaidel had his life set up well in New Faces. Yet, at any time, Zaidel can touch his Blue Door Tattoo and be at the door of Old Reunions in a heartbeat. Zaidel is also troubled by the fact that Matthew is beyond there reach and in the jaws of his enemy, The Olympian Gods. The cleric resolves to pray for Matthew, Alia, and all the Locke children.
The satyr also hoped to visit Queen Mia and Angelica in The Spire, but even that seems like a far off event. But Zaidel scolds himself for still thinking like a non-Sublime creature. Zaidel may well live fir hundreds or thousands of years, and so will Mia and Angelica. Sure they will meet again. And maybe then, Mia's heart would have healed enough for true love to take root.
So, if Owl Port is to be his new home Zaidel figures he should go downstairs and meet the community, well, the part of it that gathers in the only tavern in town. Zaidel wonders if Shatash might actually get sick of me being around.
Zaidel walks downstairs and into the bar proper. He waves at Shatash is she's around and orders a drink of house ale. If any people come up, Zaidel acts friendly and cordial.
Stratton gathers some games and cards while Zaidel does his daily exercises and brings them to Krazok. After just a few hands of cards, Krazok's drained vitality gets the better of him and his eyelids start drooping, so Stratton excuses himself so the half-dragon may get some rest.
After this, he begins to wander around the village, introducing himself and getting the lay of the village. By the time he has walked the area and introduced himself to a few of the fine folks in Owl Port, Zaidel has finished his dailies and returned to the tavern, checked on Krazok, and begun chatting up the customers of the Tavern.
Stratton stamps off the road-dust before entering, smiling and nodding to Zaidel in greeting. He looks for an appropriate place to take a seat and join the conversation.
Zaidel notices Stratton dusting himself off as he enters. Once the oni sits down, the satyr says, "Allow me." Then Zaidel cast prestidigitation on Stratton's clothing, making him dust free and smelling good.
"Thanks, bud. How were your dailies?" Stratton say, pausing for a response before continuing on to another topic. "The mayor said the manors might have to be cleared of squatters. Do we want to check in on that while Krazok rests, or would you rather take a break yourself(ves)?"
"No problems", Zaidel comments, as he effortlessly grabs one of the tavern's red headed lady-of-the-evening and put her on his lap. The cleric looks around, and leans in. "Shh. I don't want it to get out until it's official done by Lady Narcise." The satyr leans back up. "I'd like to hang out. This way I'm close to my patient should he need me. Especially if I can be convinced to play some tunes."
Zaidel smirks. "I wouldn't be surprised. I feel like our little group of sublime creatures fight our exact opposites: the undead, for often than not. Perhaps Aeria Gloris is a little microcosm of the Eternal Battle Between Light and Darkness." The satyr shrugged.
Zaidel nods at Jean's words. "I just feel ..torn. I mean, I have not met another cleric of Cayden Cailean since I came to Arcanium. I feel like I'm holding up the faith, literally. Maybe Cayden needs me in New Faces."
The satyr leans forward and whispers to his friends. "If all go well, three very BIG and IMMORTAL fish will be joining this small pond! Our futures may very well be based here. In this small border town."