<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/GexHruJ.jpg)</div>Perhaps it was a fortunate thing to begin with that Cerys was leading the way. With just how hungrily the priestess was supposedly eyeing her, and how Cerys would be just as eagerly be returning that eyefucking, if Cerys had been clued in onto it, she'd doubtless have pinned down the priestess and seeded her womb a good few times right there on the way to the inn. Sadly, however, that did not come to pass.<br/><br/>"Mhm! Mhm!" were the first of Cerys' response to Tia's spiel. She waved an airy hand, suggesting what Tia spoke of initially was not a problem for her. "Well, what I am has been a question that I am used to answering." She said with a chuckle. "I am what they call a-" She was interrupted as the waitress, Fi, returned, setting down two bowls of stews with hearty chunks of sourdough bread, a frothing mug of ale and a tall-stemmed glass of wine. Cerys tossed her a few gold coins and waited till she'd left before continuing.<br/><br/>"A<em>shemale</em>, dear." She said, leaning back in her seat. "A rare breed, I've been told. The body of a woman with<em>only</em>the genitalia of a man." The look on her face, an arrogant smirk, suggested pride. "It's an old Craitean tradition. We don't favour boys as much in Craite as we do elsewhere. As a result, elder girls inherit their father's titles as well. A ritual is performed when they are born so that this change happens and the future chieftainess can carry on the family line." She leaned in over her mug of ale. "And if you'll permit me to answer your earlier questions..."<br/><br/>"There are no more fearsome bodyguards than the Craiteans. You might find someone who knows the city better than I, but none who can protect you as well as I can." Her lips curve into a lewd smirk now. "And not only am I perfectly comfortable with nudity and sexuality, if you permit,<em>I'll</em>be the one partaking in your sacrament everyday. And, again if you permit,<em>you'll </em>be the<em>other</em>mother if I were to mother a pair of ogre twins as it will be your pussy that my cock thrusts inside of, over and over, harder and harder, until my seed takes hold... If you'd permit." She leans back with a grin, raising the mug of ale to her lips to take a swig.