Lydia extends a hand to formalize the alliance before making the exchange. She takes a long pull from the canteen before capping it and slinging it over her shoulder.<br/><br/>"The Iron Golem is a solid choice." Lydia laughs at the unintentional joke. "No pun intended."<br/><br/>Brushing the humor aside, she continues. "His domain is near the center of the first level. We should reach it shortly. I won't reach Malefactus's lair before nightfall, so I'll leave you at the Iron Golem's lair. Maybe we can meet up on the second level...there's no reason for both of us to brave the night if we don't have to."<br/><br/><em><strong>"Going back to my reactions to you - have you noticed that you affect others as you affect me?  If not, has something about you changed recently?  Just being in your presence makes my mind wander."</strong></em><br/><br/>Lydia peers over the railing of the footbridge and into the stream's mirror surface. Her hair is a deeper red than it ought to be, her bosom more full, her hips more voluptuous. She traces full, red lips with a gloved finger. "I...I had an encounter with a spiderling not long ago. She trapped me with her webbing and...I didn't know she'd changed me. I'm sorry if my form is a distraction. I didn't know the Corruption would do this."<br/><br/>Lydia turns and gives Hilga a hard look. Before the girl can react, Lydia pulls her close. Her right hand shoots between Hilga's legs, underneath the chainmail skirt, in between the wet folds of her labia. She is careful to avoid her maidenhead. Lydia's lips lock on her erect nipples. Hilga tries to pull away, but the lust has made her weak. In seconds she orgasms, convulsing helplessly in Lydia's arms.<br/><br/>No sooner has she climaxed than Lydia releases her, wipes her fingers on her thigh, and pushes past her. "Now, concentrate. I want the fruit of that tree, and danger could be anywhere."