"He is the greatest and most powerful being on this plane!"
"You're right, I never thought of how an undead body would make it so hard so quickly for me to stay aware of the needs of a living one.
She calmly states, "Come along then, no need for violence. We will do what we can to help you get your memories in order. Kaiedees run ahead and tell the others to prepare for memory magic."
"You can tell us about it later, let's find a place to settle for a while"
Desseer stops for a moment as if he needs to think or listen to something.
"Bad news... magma elementals, lava in several levels... dealing with it. We are not properly equipped and are in trouble. Please send help."
"A surprise nya?!" Myriana was quite pleased with this turn of events and nodded in agreement, "It seems we're agreed nya. Let's," her words trailed off when she realized something was up when she saw Desseer stop and hesitated herself. As she waited, she felt the warmth of Iris's body held in her arms and could practically see the pulse of blood at her throat.
Fortunately, before Myriana could act on the bad idea Desseer seemed to come back to them. She gave him a curious look and asked, "Is something wrong nya?"
Desseer makes an overaccentuated pouty face and then regards Myriana. "Trouble at base. There seems to be magma and respective elementals and they are requesting help." He pauses for a moment in consideration before continuing, "I don't want to completely abandon our progress here. But, our base is of the utmost importance. Thoughts?"
Galahad's eyes widened when he heard Desseer's shocking revelation, if it wasn't for his undead mind he'd likely be fuming at such act.
"An invasion?! Did they mention any other players or just the elementals?" - He asked, cautious about other players having arrived after them.
He nods at his friend's question
"The safety of the guild is paramount, I say we head back right away, we can't let them deal with this alone."
Desseer nods, "Yeah, you're right. I'll get John to look after things here while we go back."
Myriana was a little torn about what to do but ultimately decided the others were right. She retained her hold on Iris and asked, "Do we have a way to teleport back, or will we be flying nya?" She was worried about flying with Iris when the woman was unconscious and might not understand what was happening when she flew, and Myriana did not want to drop her.
Myriana made a decision and began to rub her cheek against Iris's to try and rouse her. "Iris-chan, time to wake up for a bit nya." She continued to rub her cheek her cheek against Iris's cheek until the witch woke up. "We have an emergency at the base nya. Do you want to come with us nya?," Myriana looked a little sad at the thought as she added, "Or you could stay here and wait for me to come back nya."
"No teleportation, sadly," Desseer replies. "Though it is certainly on my wish list."
Desseer looks around an continues, "Get whatever ready you need ready, we leave in 10."
A muse must have drifted by as the very intelligent Desseer comes up with a wonderful idea.
"Unless you have something you need to get I believe I'm already prepared, maybe get some food for the trip? That would't take long."
Galahad says, aware that Desseer and Iris both still need to eat.
With no response from Iris as she listened to the others speak Myriana nuzzled her cheek against Iris once more while she purred. Since they had privacy at the moment, she shifted back to her real form for a moment und, with still no response from Iris, Myriana leaned forward, her tongue out, and licked Iris' cheek with her rough cat tongue and repeated the process with a mischievous grin until Iris woke up.
She slowly wakes up and agitatedly states, "Ahh! That is weird. Oops did I fall asleep?"
Myriana gave one last lick of Iris' face when she finally woke up and grinned, which let her fangs show, "There is an emergency at our base and you need to eat quickly, if you are hungry, before we go." Myriana realized she had been neglectful of Iris' needs as a living creature, and her own need for the blood of the living, while researching. She half hoped that Iris had been eating on her own so she would be able to take what she needed before they left.
"No I am fine, I have some rations and a few apples I can eat when I do get hungry." She smiles happily at Myriana. She is ready to walk and follow as commanded.
"So we are returning to your base... won't that take weeks to travel by flight? What travel arrangements do we have?" She asks interested in what possible answers you will give.
When Iris asked how long it would take to fly to the base Myriana wasn't sure of the answer, nor was she sure she should say anything about that just then. Rather than worry about that for now Myriana responded, "Let's talk about that on the way nya...just in case nya."
Myriana then leaned in close to Iris and said, "Before we leave nya, I need to eat." With no more warning than that Myriana leaned in and sank her fangs into the neck of the woman she held in her arms. Myriana began to drink, the hand under Iri's shoulders sliding under her elbow and snaking up to stroke the side of her breast while the hand under her legs slid around so she could squeeze the witch's butt.
Despite her seeming abandon Myriana was careful not to take much, stopping after about a pint so it wouldn't cause Iris much trouble on their coming travel. When she was done Myriana licked the puncture wounds a few times to help the bleeding to stop and numb the pain. When she finished her head shifted and she kissed Iris firmly on the lips before breaking off.
Myriana's form shifted back to that of a human and set Iris down on her feet carefully. "Are you alright to travel still Iris-chan nya?"
Iris nods in agreement.
She doesn't resist Myriana, letting her take her fill. She rode the fine line of ecstasy as she was being drained.
She looks a bit indisposed but silently nods to being alright to travel.
She looks pale and a bit fragile.
Desseer nods with finality after spending several moments in thought. "We'll head back and leave John here to look after our interests. Hopefully by the time we return he'll have gathered more information."
"Agreed, the guild takes priority, whatever happens here we can take care of it later. Let's trust Morgrave and Lady Tearsu to watch over here."
60 foot flight for Galah'ad and Desseer, as Myriana has a flight of 45 feet. So heading straight towards the HQ you can be there in about 18 days.
Key points
Day 1 - Our forces have come together, limited casualties, most defenses are useless against the lava.
Day 2 - The top floors are safe, all have been double checked, triage is on sub basement 3.
Day 3 - triage is moved up to sub basement 2. We have new allies that seem equipped to deal with the heat. The lava has been stopped.
Day 4 - Another player: Arthur Stonefire is the new ally and he has water spirits. The elder lava elementals have been slain by Arthur.
She gladly takes any orders given.
Desseer relays the updates when he receives them.
It is a sending so you may reply with a message with a 25 word limit each day.
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You make it back to HQ!
When Desseer relays the updates to Myriana and Galahad, he's visibly surprised
"Another player?! That is huge news. Though I am relieved that the guild is safe and this player seems amicable, I wouldn't feel entirely comfortable leaving a stranger in our HQ, not without knowing him better at least."
When they reach the HQ, Galahad first looks around the entrance to see if there was much damage.
"Well, it certainly doesn't look as bad as I feared. I assume our new buddy Arthur did a quick job before damage spread."
There is very little damage to the building's exterior. The creature which was the drawbridge is on the ground some 200 feet from the moat. It lies on its side, looking sick or maybe worse.
A makeshift rope bridge with wood panels has been constructed.
Reaching the courtyard you are greeted by Innerra and many of your minions.
"Welcome back my lords. What would you like to address first?" She says pleasantly knowing there is much work to do.
Besides her you see a halfling with an aura of light and thunder. Barely controlled power.
Another figure unknown to you sits on a swinging bench.
He lounges in a golden robe. An item showing the importance of his position with its opulence. Precious shining gems were embedded in the lining with no obvious threading. There were magical silver runes that ran the length of the robe as well.
His formal noble outfit included his signet ring of his very house he had created, the Smiths of Stonefire. Also his jewelry of golden bracelets, gold rings with precious gems, and a golden necklace with a blue sapphire as its center point. These were all worn to accentuate his natural, or more known unnatural, appearance.
His hair shines like gold, jewel-toned eyes of sapphire blue, lustrous golden colored skin, and the glowing golden halo.
Desseer's response to the messages are just estimates on how long until they return.
Upon their return and Inennarra's greeting, Desseer nods gratefully.
"I heard mention of another...guild leader? Are they still here?" he says boisterously. Desseer turns to the figure and gesticulates largely, but he still takes mental note of the unidentified halfling. "You must be Arthur Stonefire!"
"How did you manage to find us all the way out here?" Desseer adds warmly.
"Indeed I am and you must be Desseer the guild leader of the Seeds of Slaughter! I am Arthur of Dragon's Glory! I am sure you have heard of that guild at least. It looks like you had many more players come with you at the server reset."
He thinks to himself, 'Will the tables now turn? Can they be trusted...'
He then continues warmly, "Well truth be told I have probably been here longer than you. Technically you found me, a vampire who found a monolith of water, if he had touched the water I would have become aware of you much sooner."
If he thinks there are several players that are on our side...
"Yes, I had invited the crew to help me celebrate the end. Several showed up," Desseer says with mixed expressed feelings. A hint of regret and a hint of pride."But," he exclaims and then quiets a little, "here we are. We've begun exploring both our situation and the surrounding area. What have you found out?"
"I have traveled far with my dragon and realize that most of the city states have little resistance to high level players. I don't think there are many over the 8th level. Though this is Yggrasil, likely the world the game was based upon. How about you what have you found out?" He states calmly but eager to learn more.
He thinks to himself, "How much do I tell them? Should I tell them about my failings?"
Seeing how weak Iris was after Myriana had her drink the vampiric catgirl knew she would need to get more people to feed on if she didn't want to lose them. She kept a hand on Iris, helping to steady her, as Deseer received a message but gave him very little attention otherwise.
Myriana's attention was torn from Iris and her eyes widened as Deseer old them a new player had been found. She was utterly shocked as she hadn't expected such a thing, though looking back she should have. "I guess it was always possible that others were pulled through nya," she glanced at Iris to try and see her reaction, "I agree, going back is the best thing for now nya.."
Myriana carried Iris as they flew, it didn't slow them down any, not really, and she wanted to make sure the woman didn't fall to her death. When they arrived back at their base after a fair bit of travel Myriana saw the damage and how the drawbridge creature was not able to do it's job due to injury and had been replaced she was surprised. Seeing that things there were well in hand she landed with the others and set Iris down gently beside her.
Myriana followed the others to the courtyard where Inennarra awaited them with a couple of others. The one who stood out the most to Myriana was Arthur, he was bright, he was gaudy, and he was...an angel?! He made the crackling halfling look downright normal! For once, Myriana was stunned into silence, though the fur on her tail and ears was standing straight up.
"We haven't interacted all that much with the people of this world. Though, that little that you have gathered, I have as well." He decides he will press, "So, how did you find out about the magma?"
He casually replies being specific on the situation, "Your magma elemental infestation and lava problems. Yes I have made a few new friends here, water spirits. They are rolling around... Olo say hello." He looks around and sees a orb of liquid roll up.
The water spirit grows in size quickly and asks, "Hey boss is this the other boss?" Looking on it seems more like a slime than anything else beyond a water elemental.
Desseer's eyes narrow with a fake smirk, "Maybe I should ask more specifically. Did you have anything to do with the magma elementals?"
He laughs before relaying with mirth on his words, "I didn't even know you were here until after the call of aid. I had nothing to do with magma elementals besides putting them down. My first main goal was to help. Then broker some kind of alligence or at least an accord for the betterment of both of our guilds."
He thinks to himself, 'Why would I want to piss off another guild? They obviously have more players. If I was going to attack it would be with overwhelming power, I can't leave the factor of luck to such an outcome. I wonder what will be served for lunch? I hope those meatballs will be served again! Maybe I should ask.' His thoughts continue to drift off as he seems to talk to himself mentally.
She cautiously states, having standing there the whole time, "Lord Desseer if you would allow me to speak."
He ambles over to Myriana and asks her, "So what role do undead play among this 'guild'? Sure I have seen some vampires and skeletons but they seemed more like mini9ns or servants."
Galahad looked at Arthur and Zanthias, he was glad that they had helped with the situation, but still did not believe they were entirely pure. He looked at Arthur's halo and wondered if that had come from the same angelic ancestry that he possessed, but before he could find a breach to interrupt Desseer's and Arthur's conversation, the question that the halfling posed immediately made him mentally raise his guard.
Heteromorphs were considered monsters in YGGDRASIL, and as far as he could tell those two were playing humanoids, perhaps the duo was also wary of them for that reason, if they had even noticed, that is.
"Greetings, well, mister Zanthias, undead play a rather big role in our Guild. I can at least say that I do belong to the undead group and have many abilities that allow me to raise and aid the undead. I hope that is not an issue."
Galahad does not mention the fact that Myriana is undead or a vampire, out of caution that she may try and disguise that fact. After all she might be as suspicious of them as he is.
He states casually, "Not an issue." More curiosity enters his voice as he states, "Just trying to understand. This is my most recent form and have not regained all memories yet. Tell me more!"
Desseer takes a deep breath. "I see. Go ahead Inennarra." A hint of frustration can be sensed.
Myriana was a bit surprised when the halfling approached her and asked what the role of undead in the guild was. "Aren't all here a servant of the guild nya?" She grinned impishly, her fangs peaking from behind her lips as she snapped out her butterfly wings and added, "Some of us are just more valuable than others nya."
Myriana gave a graceful curtsy and said, "I'm Myriana nya, and this," she pulled Iris gently closer to her and put and arm around her waist possessively, "and this is my lover Iris-chan nya."
She quickly relays the general notes on the occurance, "My Lord, The magma elementals had gone berserk. We still don't know why. They have destroyed over a quarter of the base. The magma elementals seemed to multiply. We were approached by Olo, this water spirit. It offered to help for a nominal fee though its master would likely want to come and converse terms. It said it would not agree to anything without seeing those who are in charge. It spoke to Soren as acting leader in your absence."