The elf maiden smiled at Faeryma then stared at her curved member, which seemed to rise at the sight of her. She bent over and placed her smooth dark-red lips upon it's head, "Such a beauty", she said with a smile, she had been lightning quick in her motions. Merric looked awkwardly and softly hoped she would not do the same to him, the elf only smiled and stirred her soup. Finally she walked into her tent, retrieving several dishes and poured the soup. Merric tasted it, first gingerly but soon found that the rich taste was much to his liking and ate to his content. The elf supped quietly, having gone to her knees she stared at Faeryma, "Such fair ears", she said softly, reaching out to stroke, from base to tip, "But not elven I think", she murmured, "perhaps.. Goblin?", she asked softly, her eyes blinking as she moved to Merric.<br/><br/>"A knight.. with quite a lance", Merric grinned sheepishly as his curved member bulged his pants out, "to cross my bridge though I wish something from each of you", she said tenderly, supping her soup again, "I have three questions to pose, should you do well and answer them truthfully, which is all I ask you will be allowed to pass", her eyes turned from Merric to Faeryma, "but answer without truth in your words, then I shall know", she stared at the tent and smiled. A young woman walked out, her face was covered in a dark mask, but her body showed her womanly features clean. A soft pair of breasts, a good handful, a firm but not muscled ass and finally a sex with a spattering of red hairs around it. "And I will keep you as I did her", the young girl bowed, then returned to the tent, which looked scarcely big enough for the Elf alone. "You may sup and rest here.. the cauldron does not run empty", she smiled, "when you are ready.. enter the tent..", she rose, smoothly to her feet.<br/><br/>"I will be waiting", then the tent cloth swooshed open and the elf stepped through. Merric stared at his soup, pushing it away. "Do you want to go first..?", he asked softly, he did not venture crossing the bridge once more with it's ominous creaks and very very long drops.