<div class="floatright"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mara</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/BpRgKnV.jpg)</div></div></div><br/>The two women, seemingly sisters in a sense, despite their actual relationship each seemed to be pleased with Nirael's response.  Though Nilari wasn't satisfied with only a simple hug, and as he began to pull away, she gripped him with a strong grip that belied her delicate elven hands.  Pulling her face towards him she kissed his mouth deeply and longly, only breaking it after Nirael felt the touch of Lunari's hand on his back.  She had moved to lightly embrace her lover and her mother.  There was no judgement in her eyes, only a look of peace and happiness.  Nilari, when the kiss finally broke with a light string of saliva connecting their lips, said,<strong>"Yes, you brought us all back here.  Back to our home, as it was said would happen.  I had thought that Alher would be the one to save us all.  But it was you who did this.  There isn't a soul alive below us in the village who doesn't owe you their lives, but I hope you know now that at least the two of us, Lunari and myself, owe you our hearts as well."</strong><br/><br/>Lunari smiled, a broad beaming smile as she placed her head on Nilari's shoulder and nodded lightly at Nirael.  It was an idyllic moment and again Nirael couldn't help but feel the wash of arousal flowing through his system, the urge to couple with these two beauties was strong, but somehow he managed to suggest returning to the matriarch.  The two women nodded in agreement and the trio descended the tree in rapid silence.  Though the sounds of the village slowly started returning as they reached the bottom.  Those who had been asleep were beginning to stir, voices calling out, others beginning to move around, question what had happened.  Even one or two groups resuming their play, unconcerned for the situation they were in and more concerned with finishing what had been interrupted.<br/><br/>The temple was in full swing when they returned as many more of the village had begun to pack into the space, knowing that the answers they saught would likely be gained by the priestesses or the Matriarch.  However the Matriarch stood with a thin elven blade pointed at a human woman kneeling on the soft grass.  It was the succubus, Mara'adaki'zain, though she looked rather helpless at the moment.  She had returned to her human guise, that of an attractive brunette human woman.  She knelt on the grass, her rounded cheeks resting against her heels, her hands at her side.  The matriarch stood still naked, her thighs coated with the now dried remnants of her earlier passion with Nirael.  She stood fiercely despite that, with the blade of shimmery silver directed at the demoness and looked wary.  The Matriarch spoke first when the trio returned,<strong>"The demon awakes.  She has not spoken nor moved from this spot.  Say the word and I shall send her back to whatever pit of the abyss she spawned in."</strong><br/><br/>Mara turned her head, looking over her shoulder, her now very human eyes locking on Nirael's as she nodded and spoke,<strong>"Yes, say the word Nirael.  Send me back to the abyss where I shall pay for my actions.  The goddess Ah'mie does not suffer the act of her demons betraying her with kindness.  My punishment will be brutal, no doubt, for she will make an example out of me, so that none other beneath her will defy her again for a long time.  Know that my deception that I played upon you will be repaid a million fold over, and continue long after you are but dust.  After all, my actions deserve it, do they not?"</strong><br/><br/>The matriarch nodded her head,<strong>"They do indeed creature of evil, now silence your wagging tongue."</strong><br/><br/>Nirael felt a gentle touch on his shoulder and found that beside him stood the human woman, Sirana.  The necromancer priestess looked softer than she had in the past, the dark makeup she wore missing, and her short jaw length hair was mussed as if she'd just awoken.  Like the others she was naked, and Nirael knew she had likely been engaged in the uncontrollable orgy of lust that had happened.  Nirael also couldn't help but notice the flush on her cheeks, the way her nipples were hard as tiny pebbles, and the rose colored blush on her chest, she was obviously as aroused as he was.  But when she spoke it was soft almost a whisper,<strong>"She may yet be useful Nirael, if I understand correctly, you know her true name.  Such things give great power over devils and demons."</strong><br/><br/>But then, just as surprisingly it was Lunari who spoke to the demon's defense,<strong>"Think lover, other than her deception, she did no harm to us.  In fact she aided us more than once."</strong><br/><br/>Mara spoke again, her eyes now locked on the Matriarch as if daring the elf to drive the rapier tip into her flesh,<strong>"This is true, all of it.  Spare me and I will serve you.  For there is much I know, especially about this prison, which could aid you.  I truly have no desire to return to Ah'mie's domain."</strong>The matriarch's jaw tightened, and it appeared that her feelings on the matter were clear, though she said nothing else, leaving Nirael to decide.