So the new instructor was teaching a different style ... an unarmoured style, which could be useful for some of the students perhaps.  It was probably a good enough idea, though Yolande liked to think she could teach anything the students needed.  But... she shouldn't stubbornly resist the possibility that someone else might have something useful to pass on ... it was all about giving the students the best possible training, of course.  Finally she nodded, and agreed that Kabuno had done the right thing as usual.<br/><br/>She spent the hour mostly watching Marin, though she moved around a bit to see some of the others as well.  She had to admit he seemed quite capable, though she was confident she was better with a sword, in the end.  All those little cuts, the token strikes of duelling, that had never been of interest to her - when she fought, she had to really fight.  She decided this style was more for show, and not really a serious way to fight.  Still, the students could benefit from seeing it.<br/><br/>Her heart was beating faster as she stepped to the front of the lecture hall - all the students here, expecting to hear about her experiences.  She had been nervous enough speaking to them at the opening of the school, but this was much harder.  But it had to be done.<br/><br/>"You'll all probably have heard something about what happened... probably all sorts of different things, some of them correct, some not.  So let's just sort that all out first."  She gave them the background of what had happened that brought her to the village, and how she had snuck in, trying to take advantage of an opportunity.  "And that should have worked, too, except that somehow... somehow the hobgoblins caught on, and set a trap of their own.  There were too many of them... and I was caught.   Eventually the king did pay the ransom, and the creatures managed to escape through a tunnel they had prepared.  But I know they are being hunted, and will pay for what they did to that village, for all the men they killed... and for what they did to some of the women."  She paused... but she couldn't pretend nothing of this ever happened.  "You know that there's a risk... a risk of women suffering, especially.  This can happen, if things go wrong... you have to be prepared to resist, but even better, don't get captured in the first place."  She said a little more, definitely not going into details of what the women - and herself - had gone through, and trying to stress that this was an unusual event, with good fortune on the monsters' side.<br/><br/>And then the questions... she would have liked to skip that, but she could see that many of them had questions, and felt it would be cowardly to leave without addressing them.  So she invited questions, and then listened, quietly appalled, as one of her students spoke of her dreams<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Will save and OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Will save failed - Yolande's weak point is weill saves, having only a +2!<br/></div></div><br/>To buy time, as she tried to think of how she could answer the girl's question, Yolande dipped a glass in the basin and drained in, savouring the mild citrus flavour and appreciating the water after a very uncomfortable talk.  Then she turned back to answer the question.<br/><br/>"That's... only natural.  We can't help what dreams may come, and... and dreams can be very strange, even disturbing.  How you reacted... in your dream..."  she felt a little shiver, then carried on.  "That's natural too... we may not want to be in a situation, but... certain things are... are...<em>pleasureable</em>, physically, you can't help it."  Yolande took a deep breath, suddenly feeling much warmer.  She didn't like to remember how she had felt... but of course she had.  And she shouldn't say anything... but this student was so brave to speak up, and... the warrior felt ashamed at herself for thinking of concealing the truth.  Her students deserved much more from her ... it would be disgraceful not to be open with them.<br/><br/>"Getting... ravaged, yess... yes, that can happen.  That did happen.  And... enjoying the feeling, even when... when you don't want it, that's..."  She was definitely warmer, but it felt right, felt good to talk like this.  It had to be right... though she wished she wasn't feeling this excitement here, in front of everyone, as if it was all coming back to her!  "Perfectly normal, it can... it will happen, quite possibly.  Your dream... was right.  In the real world, out there... this happens, and you have to recognize that... part of it, part of the difficulty of it, is that, yes... you will enjoy it.  Physically, I mean... your body responds, when they... touch you, or ...or... take you, or even if they ... make you do things.  It can be very... very powerful.  Impossible to resist."  She gripped the edge of the stand holding the basin, suddenly finding it hard to stand steadily... even the memory was powerful, and she felt some of that arousal again!<br/>