<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=205751.msg11662769#msg11662769">Quote from: Chloe Milev on 23-09-2015, 06:19:16</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Day 53</strong></span></div><br/>Looking around, it was early morning, yet Zull still wasn't in bed.  He hadn't seen her for a while, and it was a bit sad to see her missing.  He felt like climbing back into bed with Rensha, but instead let her sleep, and got an early start washing and dressing for the day.  As it turned out, Rensha stayed close to Kleris anyway, either out of a similar absence of their roommate, or just in a protective reaction to the weekend's misadventure.<br/><br/>"I don't mind at all, I feel the same thing, needing to keep someone I care about close and safe.  I hope Zull's finding that wherever she is," as he took Rensha's strong arm in his own.  "Making something sounds good.  I haven't visited the workshop for a while, and this whole experience has me feeling the need to overprepare.  I could use your help in something, using my will to overcome my, well, noodly body," he chuckled.  In the shop, Kleris spread out the collection of materials he'd collected over the semester, some magical, others just valuable or strong.  Fitting a gold ring to himself, he formed a little setting.  With a small cut diamond, he fit it point down, with a large flat facet up, in which he, or anyone else for that matter, could see Keris' face looking back.  "There, in a pinch, this should help be keep my focus, even over something effecting my body!  Would you do the honors?" he smiled at Rensha, offering his left hand for her to slip the ring onto.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Rensha happily slipped it on.  "It looks lovely on you, heehee."<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong><strong>Day 54</strong></strong></span></div><br/>He kissed her more, panting, and eagerly went about making his quick performance up to her.  Stroking and licking, he went down on her and didn't stop until she begged off or he went numb.  Taking a moment to relax and cuddle, Kleris turned to her.  "Thank you for everything.  It means a lot to me that you came with me in Bemmea, and even argued for me.  I was probably wrong doing all of that, but you stood by me and for me even then..."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Lillin let out a gasp as Kleris' tongue slipped against, into her slit and across her clit.<br/><br/>"More, more!" she moaned.  "Don't stop...Aaaaah!"<br/><br/>She squirted on his face, her hands tightly clutching the bedsheets until they hurt.  She threw back her head as she lost herself and went numb from pleasure.<br/><br/>During the post-coital cuddle she ran her fingers through his hair.  "Of course; that's what friends are for," she replied.  "Some day we'll find him.  Someday."<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Day 55</strong></span></div><br/><em>Horishkhad?  Who are you?  And why are you in this ring, and how do you know my father?  Can you just explain all of this to me?</em>  It wasn't interested in explaining history, however, instead guiding him to the workshop to carve a wand and focus the arcane energies of a red-veined crystal inserted into its base.  After attuning it to the wand and focusing the conjuration matricies not unlike summoning a monster, Kleris was able to create a sort of ectoplasmic shell of a multi-eyed, clawed, serpentine monster.  While focusing with the wand, it was able to be filled with a semblance of life, skittering around, up walls, its glowing scythes seeming to drip with acid.  While it didn't solve any immediate problems or questions, forcing himself to focus on creating a body for the creature to inhabit helped him keep his mind on the present, at least.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"I am a quori, an entity from Dal Quor, the Plane of Dreams," Horishkad responded.  "I was put in this ring to act as a guardian over you.  I am not wanted back on my home plane, so being elsewhere was preferable.  Let's leave it at that for now."<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Horishkhad seemed to withdraw after instructing Kleris in creating his wand.  Curious about upgrading his school robes, Kleris goes to ask Utari if she knows anything about the martial practice of the Silver Crane, a martial art he'd read about that focused on protection, perception, and defeating supernatural evil.  Even if she didn't, she might know a magus or other martial-minded student who could give him some insight.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"The Silver Crane is not my specialty, although Andrei should know a thing or two about it.  Trying finding him."<br/><br/>"Wait!" Utari exclaimed before Kleris could leave.  "Ummm, unless it's urgent, I was wondering something.  You and Arturon have been good friends for a while now.  Prefect duties usually keep me busy, but maybe sometime we could...I dunno, hang out?"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">If Kleris accepts</div><div class="spoiler_body">"Awesome!  What day works best for you?  I was thinking of going to the Ram's Head Inn, or touring Sharn once we're officially welcomed and all!  Or whatever ideas you have in mind!"<br/><br/><strong>Gain Relationship Level 1 with Utari!  Gain 100 experience points!</strong></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">If Kleris can't accept</div><div class="spoiler_body">"Oh okay, I understand.  Good luck on your Silver Crane training!"</div></div><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">With the weekend stretching out before him as well, Kleris decided Zull had had enough space for the week, and it was time to at least see her again, if only to offer his apologies and see if she would ever move back to the dorm.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Zull was gazing out at Lake Lethe.  "Hey Kleris," she said.  It was hard to tell how she was feeling in her tone of voice, but she did not protest when he joined her.<br/><br/>"I've been bunking down with Naila for the past few days.  I couldn't really tell her what happened, but she understood and let me have some space."<br/><br/>The drow was silent for a bit, then took up a pebble to fling across the pond.  It skipped three times before sinking.<br/><br/>"Uhhh, day seems quite nice, even if airships blot out the sun from time to time."  She sounded at a loss for words.  "...I broke up with Travis.  I don't think he'll get over it soon, but this was bound to happen sometime.  He did not take it well."<br/><br/>Zull sighed.  "I'm afraid.  Of a lot of things.  The drow of Ysgard survived for so long by cooping up against the outside world.  Want to know how long my enrollment at Redhurst was planned for before it was determined safe to visit?"<br/><br/>"Five years.  Five years of research and divination and all that.  Yet it was not enough to predict last month's happenings.  Were it not for the fact that Redhurst had a drow princess before, Karta Zz'urkm, I'd probably still be in Svatalfheim, having never seen the sun above countless Material Plane worlds nor the feel of grass upon my feet."<br/><br/><div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/Xc47GeM.png?1)</div><br/>"I want to go back to Svartalfheim.  Want to take you and all my friends there with me, ward us away from the rest of the Known Realms.  But that won't happen, and I must weather the storm."<br/><br/>She listened to any apologies Kleris had for her.  "I miss you and Rensha already.  I want to continue living the rest of the school year as normal girls without any dangerous hijinks, but like with that extradimensional mansion party we can't choose when danger will come to us.  I...I want to protect you, Rensha, Arturon, all my friends...if something bad does happen, I must be prepared."<br/><br/>Zull gave a weak laugh.  "That's the Svartalfheim motto, after all."<br/><br/>"Do...do you mind if I come back to live with you and Rensha?"<br/><br/>Zull smiled upon hearing Kleris' acceptance.  "Thank you."<br/><br/>Within the next few days things seemed to return to normal.  Rensha greeted her with a big hug, and every day and night Kleris, Rensha, and Zullinat retired for the night together.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Relationships and Experience</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gained Relationship Level 5 out of 10 with Zullinat!  Gain 200 experience points!  You can now intercept attacks intended for each other!</strong></div></div><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Day 57</strong></span></div><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Library Stakeout</strong></span></div><br/>"I don't know!  I was detecting for anything to pass by, and nothing did!  Can we divine the book itself, track it with <em>locate object</em> or something?  Could you commandeer a scroll?"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Already did," Filomena answered, quickly producing one and went about casting it.  "No good, can't get a bead on it.  Probably using lead to block the spell.  We're most likely dealing with professionals.  Keep your eyes peeled!"<br/><br/>Running down the stairs to the first floor, the pair spotted a very confused-looking Andrei.  "Hey ladies, was that homunculus yours?"<br/><br/>"WHERE DID IT GO?!" the tiefling shrieked.<br/><br/>"Er-east, to the kitchen/laundry hall!" Andrei answered, frightened.<br/><br/>The Library's eastern section had a direct line of access to the school's kitchen and laundry building.  All but the front desk for dropping clothes off were barred from visiting students, but this was clearly a special occasion.<br/><br/>"Official prefect business!" Filomena flashed her badge at the staff workers as she and Kleris entered a very humid chamber.  Large vats full of a strong-smelling substance gave off fumes, and all the workers were aasimar wearing protective cloth wraps around their faces.  The atmosphere brought tears to Kleris' eyes, but it was initially but a slight sting at first.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Knowledge Local DC 14</div><div class="spoiler_body">Aasimar are remarkably resistant to most mundane acids, making them good choices for handling certain kinds of dangerous chemicals.</div></div><br/>The workers continued on with their business of washing clothes, but Filomena stood still.  "See anything?"<br/><br/><em>Roll a DC 13 Knowledge Dungeoneering or Perception check.</em><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Success</div><div class="spoiler_body">Kleris spots one of the windows is slightly ajar.  Apparently a thing hit it in an awkward position, causing it to be at an odd angle.<br/><br/>"Great job Kleris, follow my lead as I climb up there!"<br/><br/>Ascending the ladder to the walkway above, Kleris and Filomena watched out to spot the homonculus fly out to the fields of cropland east of the building complex.  Suddenly five <em>magic missiles</em> shoot through the air and down the construct.  Christopha, Head of Security, walks over to procure the fallen bag.<br/><br/>"Christopha, thank you for downing the thief!" Filomena cheered as they rushed down to greet her.  It was quite a long walk, making Kleris' legs sore in the process  "Did you retrieve the tome?"<br/><br/>Christopha shook her head.  "I'm afraid the bag it had was full of rocks.  Non-polymorphed rocks with a <em>magic aura</em> disguise."<br/><br/>"Shit, we've been played for fools!"<br/><br/>"What's going on?" the magus asked.<br/><br/>Filomena looked towards the ground.  "Err...we caught the homonculus stealing a book from the library.  <em>Grisham's Introduction to Elemental Flux, Part V."</em><br/><br/>"Hmmm, a curious choice of theft.  Don't worry, we'll find the homonculus' owner and punish them accordingly.  But thank you for the help in chasing it."<br/><br/>In spite of this failure, Filomena did not seem as troubled or worried as Kleris thought she'd be.  In fact, her disarming smile as she turned to him once Christopha left took him off guard completely!<br/><br/>"I didn't tell you this, but that book was a dummy copy," she said with a wink.  "I didn't want to tell you ahead of time; figured you'd work better if you though the stakes were higher!  It won't be long before our little saboteur ends up getting a faceful of ink..."</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Failure</div><div class="spoiler_body">Filomena was insistent on looking around, and it took several hours of search the adjacent buildings before she gave up in the Jecture School of Divination.<br/><br/>"Dammit, we lost it."<br/><br/>The tiefling did not seem as concerned once they exited the kitchen.  "I didn't tell you this, but that book was a dummy copy.  I figured you'd be at your best if you thought the stakes were higher, but...well, we've got a lot of work to do.  If it was the real book, then..."<br/><br/>She grew silent, the statement hanging in the air.<br/><br/>Meeting Dean Khûdzak shortly after heading back into the library was not a pleasant experience, but upon hearing the story about the homonculus (and from the aasimar workers to reconfirm) he merely gave Filomena and Kleris a word of advice to avoid heading into such a dangerous area without adequate protection.</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Relationships and Experience</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gain Relationship Level 1 out of 10 with Filomena!  Gain 100 experience points!</strong></div></div><br/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Later That Day</strong></span></div><br/>It was trivial sneaking into the large storage unit after Christopha and Filomena left him.  The physical space for storing magical supplies and necessities for Redhurst contained a wealth of material, more than enough to complete the ritual.  The only place Kleris could find safe away from prying eyes were the catacombs beneath the school.  It felt dark and foreboding, but only because of the atmosphere; when Elgazia came, she'd be happy to see him.<br/><br/>The crystalline mirror reflect a pale red light as a candle burned in front of it.  Briefly Kleris could feel a planar conjunction in this very room as he chanted the words in Abyssal to call forth Elgazia.  The candle's flame suddenly snuffed, and Kleris' ears stung with the sudden sound of loud scraping and tearing as the woman of his obsession was torn through the planes.<br/><br/>And then, she was there, nude and splayed out on her back across the cold stone floor.  She had curving horns, leathery bat wings, and a tail, different than when Kleris last saw her as but a pale redheaded woman.  But all the same it was none other than Elgazia, Kleris could be sure.<br/><br/>Standing up, she only smiled and did not say a word as she advanced towards her savior, her feet softly padding against the ground, breasts bouncing with each step, tail swinging side to side.  She knelt down to kiss him, and the rest was a blur...<br/><br/>They were in a bedroom somewhere, Elgazing riding Kleris like a wild stallion, her pussy clenching his member as he sprayed inside her...<br/><br/>...she brought his cock back to life with but a touch to continue anew, and they made love for hours.  They tried just about every sexual position Kleris could think of and more, and there was no part of her flesh that his hands, his lips, his penis did not touch.  Kleris finally fell unconscious as he dumped his load in her mouth as her powerful tongue milked the last of his seed and her lipstick smudged against his shaft.<br/><br/><em>Do you want my gift?</em>she asked as she linked his mind with hers.<em>If you do so, I can grant you power.  Better strength, quickness, health, a gifted mind... and I can always keep in touch with you across any distance, so we'll never truly be apart again.</em><br/><br/><em>Kleris receives a Prone Gift from Elgazia.  He gains a +2 bonus to an ability score of his choice.</em><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Relationship and Experience</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Gain Rivalry Level 1 out of 10 with Elgazia!  Gain 100 experience!</strong></div></div><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Day 58</strong></span></div><br/>Kleris woke up in a room in the Ram's Head Inn.  Elgazia was not there, but his naked state, scattered clothing about the floor, and bedsheets soaked with sweat and other fluids left no doubt as to yesterday's events.  Attempts to recall the specifics, however, were difficult: it was pleasurable, to be sure, unlike anyone else Kleris has had sex with, but what he did with Elgazia and what she did to him were like grains of sand slipping out of his hand.  However, Kleris couldn't help but feel...invigorated, like he was a new man.<br/><br/>Coming out of the inn, it was clear that the succubus was nowhere in sight, but before he could look for her too much another important thing happened.<br/><br/>"Kleris Merchiot!"<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/ChXrpno.png)</div>Dean Stentelindrabree ran as fast as her gnomish legs could carry her.  "The<em>Saga of Morid</em>will start in three days!  We must use this opportunity to make sure everything is ship-shape before the real thing happens!"<br/><br/>As the leading actress in the play, there was a lot of pressure on Kleris to succeed.<br/><br/>"Don't worry," Evgenia consoled him.  "I've been in a lot of plays before.  This one's nothing."<br/><br/>Kleris had no trouble at all memorizing all of his lines.  Delivering them believably was another matter.<br/><br/><em>Roll a DC 15 Perform check for Kleris.  Failure imposes stress as Stent and the others chastise him to improve tomorrow, imposing a -2 morale penalty on attacks, saving throws, and skill checks for tomorrow.  Success imposes a bonus instead, as Kleris is filled with confidence.</em><br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Day 59</strong></span></div><br/>While heading to their next Enchantment class, Artaxes passed Kleris on his way.<br/><br/>"Oh...oh hey Kleris, what's up?"  he said with a hint of weakness in his voice.<br/><br/>Asma and Elmira were walking in front of them.  A mischievous cantrip from an unseen student caused a gust of wind to blow up their skirts, revealing their panties before the pair forced them down with heavily blushing faces.<br/><br/>Artaxes was visibly panting, and the sheathe between his legs began to grow.  His face was beat red, and he took off galloping in the opposite direction.<br/><br/>Although pursuing him would make Kleris late for class, the centaur sounded...off, even before the incident, and hopefully Dean Hentru would understand a student attending to the well being of a friend.<br/><br/>Artaxes ran all the way to Redhurst's southwest, within the woods he and Kleris once went on a date.  Kleris found him easily enough, but he was in the process of trying (and failing) to manipulate a pair of gloves with a<em>mage hand</em>spell over his now-engorged penis.<br/><br/>"Ah, Kleris!"  His concentration broke, and the gloves fell to the ground.<br/><br/>"I'm...I'm sorry, I should learn to control myself better."<br/><br/>He sighed.  "Well, it's more than that.  Er, centaurs are kind of like horses...we have a mating season.  We can have sex normally, but around this month my race is filled with a powerful sexual drive.  The...stirrings won't go away until I mate with a centaur woman.  The urges do go away in isolation, like when alone or in a male-only environment, but as you can see..."<br/><br/>Artaxes waved his hand around.  "Fortunately they can be quelled if I, uh, cum...but unless I do it sheathed in a centaur lady, this will continue through the month.  Maybe if you don't mind, you can...help with that somehow?"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Kleris offers a handjob/blowjob</div><div class="spoiler_body">It didn't take long for Artaxes to blow his load on the forest floor (or Kleris' face).  He let out a deep sigh of relief.<br/><br/>"Aaaaahhhh...thank you so, so much.  I know it's a lot to ask, but unless I can do it with a centaur girl, can you help me out like this...every day for the next 30 days?  Or until we find another solution?"</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Ask about any centaur women</div><div class="spoiler_body">"Well, there's one other attending the school here, her name's Aikaterine.  I'm sure she's suffering like me, but we live quite aways away, and if we end up meeting in public, er...it's quite likely we'll start rutting in public.  Can you act as a go-between for us?  Don't worry, I know <em>block the seed,</em> so I won't get her pregnant.  Apparently that spell can fool the mating urges."</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Ask about polymorphing into a centaur</div><div class="spoiler_body">"Honestly, I really do not know.  Centaurs aren't exactly brimming with archmages, so I don't know if whatever force drives my race to procreate would be able to discern between a real centaur and a fake one.  And no, horses can't help...not that I've done it, it's just that...some centaurs ended up really, really desperate.  Or really, really lonely, I don't know which."</div></div><br/>Artaxes and Kleris arrived at Nammor late.  A few schoolgirls giggled as he took a seat on the steps.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Sense Motive DC 5</div><div class="spoiler_body">They think that you and Artaxes just had sex.</div></div><br/><hr/><br/>There was no third class today.  Instead after Hentru's lesson ended he directed all the students to the Main Gate.  Apparently each school had the same directions, for the majority of the student body was milling about in the town square.<br/><br/>The front gates opened...revealing a grand view of countless towers, all lit up with everburning torches like some beautiful decoration.  It was impossible to make out the ground, and airships and flying creatures made the skylines look positively filled in spite of occupying only a tiny bit of airspace in the grand scheme of things.<br/><br/>(http://i.imgur.com/DEeJrgj.jpg)<br/><br/>One airship, encircled by an orange-yellow flame with the visage of House Cannith's bull on its prow heading slowly towards Redhurst.  A collective gasp from the students carried across the vicinity as it docked directly above the outside front of the school.  Stairways rolled out down the sides, and the familiar presence of Merrix d'Cannith came down.<br/><br/>"Welcome mages of Redhurst, to Sharn, the City of Towers!" he announced.  "Although many folk say the same about their homelands, I can claim with authority that this city is the grandest of all in the nation of Breland!  I am Merrix of House Cannith, leading supplier of our world's magical arms and equipment.  Follow me onto the<em>Syranian Dagger,</em>and take an aerial tour of the city!"<br/><br/>"Best.  Field Trip.  Ever."  Lillin announced.<br/><br/>The airship itself was huge yet managed to soar through the air like it weighed nothing.  There was ample room onboard.  The staff onboard was composed of the common races as well as the mobile golems Kleris heard were called warforged.<br/><br/>Elmira stood still to gawk at one of the warforged, even as it passed near her with a large crate.<br/><br/>"Excuse me!" it commanded<br/><br/>Elmira quickly hopped aside.  "Asma, that golem talked!  How cool is that?!"<br/><br/>Merrix was nowhere to be found, apparently returned deeper into the ship, leaving a beautiful scene and dizzying view of being several miles aboveground in a fortress-sized flying ship.  It was quite the experience.<br/><br/>"It is truly the best of both worlds, is it not?" Dean Hentru asked Kleris as he joined the view with him.  "To have a home you can return to, but able to travel and see the world all the same."<br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Day 60<br/><br/>Girls' Locker Room</strong></span></div><br/>It was that time again.  After an exhausting excursion in Professor Murrin's obstacle courses, it was time for students to undress and lather off.  By this point there was no more hesitation in the urge to masturbate on the part of Kleris; it had gone for too long and too frequently that it became a force of habit.  There weren't many opportunities to do this in peace and quiet, and the innocent nakedness of pretty girls was too tempting to resist.  Elmira and Asma washed each others' backs as Zull ran shampoo through her hair.<br/><br/>As Kleris reached his climax, the released semen stayed on the shower wall for a bit.  Gradually it slid down, revealing a strip of paper otherwise concealed.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spellcraft DC 17</div><div class="spoiler_body">Kleris recognizes this as a scrying sensor used by certain specialist of diviners. (http://www.d20pfsrd.com/classes/core-classes/wizard/arcane-schools/paizo---arcane-schools/classic-arcane-schools/divination/scryer)</div></div><br/>Then a scream rang out from Asma.<br/><br/>"Peeper!  There's a peeping tom!"<br/><br/>Almost immediately the locker room was in chaos.  Girls rushed for towels to cover themselves, while Rensha and the more militant ones readied spells of harm to punish the voyeur.<br/><br/>"Don't brandish it, idiot!" Elmira responded.  "Cover it up!"<br/><br/>"Are there any others?!" Lillin exclaimed.  "Leave no stone unturned!"