The wolflike creature began to growl as soon as it noticed the hostile situation on deck. It’s eyes were fixed on both the warriors as it could see the swords being slid from their scabbards. The long tail swayed dangerously from side to side, only adding more to the already existing tension of his dark and brooding appearance.<br/><br/>That was until the lightning from W’inetons hands began to light up the sky and raise every hair upon his body. His teeth bared dangerously at the Aviari woman and his muscles tensed in a position to attack. But Esserae’s calming hand brushed over his fur and soothed his nerves enough to settle him back down upon deck and merely growl unfriendly at the suddenly smiling bird-woman who was running towards his friend.<br/><br/>Esserae had just finished lowering her hood and introducing herself to her friends again, when the unbelieving words of Winnie echoed through the air. She could not help but muster up a faint smile as she watched the magical defences of the woman evaporate into the air, when the elf was taken by surprise by the over-enthusiasm of her long-forgotten friend. She had forgotten how it felt like to be hugged in the warm embrace of another woman’s body for too long. Even though the sheer force and speed with which her friend had came upon her made her stumble back over the deck a little.<br/><span style="color: Purple"><br/>
‘’Seems you still like to be spectacular upon meeting strangers in your nearest vicinity, Winwin…’’</span><br/><br/>Winnie gazed up upon Esserae’s face and looked visibly shocked at the difference of age since the last time she had seen the elf before her disappearance.<br/><b><br/>
‘’Like you can say anything about that, flying in all badass on a dankish fly-bitten oversized harpy-wolf!’’</b><br/><br/>The insult Winnie just gave the more-than sentient winged-wold creature only added more to the hostility the hellhound was giving anyone on the ship. Particularly Winnie, as he gritted his teeth at her back.<br/>Esserae grinned at the response and looked over Winnie’s shoulder, gazing at the both still uneasy looking warriors upon deck, and any, if not all, aviary that were flying around the blimps balloon.<br/><span style="color: Purple"><br/>
‘’Who are you new friends in these times of need?’’</span><br/><br/>Winnie looked into Esserea’s eyes questionably, wondering how much she knew about everything that went on in her life before she turned around and dragged the elf by the arm towards Darion and Eira who were, if not still with their hands upon the hilt of their swords, waiting to be introduced properly.<br/><br/><b>‘’Darion, Eira, I’m happy to introduce you my former lover and partner in crime in many if not all adventures, Esserae Shrinshee. Whom I thought to be dead until moments ago, really. I’m very curious about what has happened to you these last three months!’’</b><br/><br/><span style="color: Purple">‘’I’ve already had the pleasure of meeting Darion in the woods near Vale and Aberion in A’enath, just before I disappeared. Three months ago, as you just said, although it seems like over a century to me. I hope the girl you had with you, is still around Darion. She is more important than we all feared she was…’’</span><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>********<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>In the meantime below deck…<br/><br/>Her eyes went wide of fear when she saw the Dvergar pull and aim his weapons into her direction. Her lithe frame breathed heavily, her chest heaving up and down as her firm round breasts only covered in feathers  were making the silver beads around her neck clatter melodiously onto the beat of her heart. Fear was written all over her face, her white feathers smeared and dusted of the filth on the ground. She skittered quickly backwards, only to find herself trapped between a pole and the angered man.<br/><br/>Luckily he soon realized she was no harm to him, and had put his weapons away as quickly as he had grabbed them. But within the hand of the frail young woman was a small vial, glowering fiercely red, that hung from the beads around her neck. Upon hearing the dvergar ask what she wanted, she knew that she could never answer it truthfully.<br/><br/>Her people were a complete different species, with a culture unknown to most other races. One where it was considered normal to use sex and lovemaking as a way of thanking, and asking for favours of others. If one was of an appropriate age to do such a thing. It so happened that Lilly was old enough to participate in such cultural exchanges, but still fresh enough to not understand that a Dvergar like Hogar would not know what to do if a young woman like her would give herself to him. Especially not able, to realise the Aviarigirl would do such a thing to ask him to teach her how to do his ‘magic’.<br/><br/>At least the little Fairy was kind enough to explain to her that races other than Aviari needed a little ‘help’ to get into the ‘mood’. Thus giving Lilly some of her dust, and the instructions of blowing it into Hogars face before immediately lowering his pants and licking on his hardening fleshy part. Yes, the fairy was very insistent on explaining how and what way was the best manner to do such a thing, and especially the speed was of a grave importance. Something the young Aviari eagerly listened to before putting herself into the predicament she was in now.<br/><br/><i>Well, it was now or never, wasn’t it?</i>She thought to herself, as she quietly opened up the vial and muttered softly before blowing the red dust into Hogar’s face.<br/><span style="color: SandyBrown"><br/>
‘’There is something I want, mr Dvergar. And I’ll make sure to get it from you in the right way!’’</span><br/><br/>The Dvergar’s eye would be stuck together, stinging painfully as the lust-inducing magic quickly found its way into the creatures bloodsupply, quickly changing its system for at least a good hour.<br/>It was enough time for Lily to get up and on her knees before the man, shoving his enormous toolbel out of the way, and prying her way through the many buttons of the Dvergars pants to take out the fleshy, half-hard member in her hands.<br/><br/>Lily hesitated for a moment, looking up at the painfully red looking eye of the man, staring directly into his mechanic eye as she opened her mouth wide and started to lick gently at the bulbous head of his slowly hardening cock.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>