<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><em>Now aboard The Pearl Necklace, the Delvers begin to split ways to handle bits of business they need to take care of.  Hopefully they don’t forget about Saltbeard entirely…</em><br/><strong>Len</strong> has gone to her shared cabin to interrogate one of the crocs<br/><strong>Enniya</strong> has masturbated her spells full in <strong>Claire’s</strong> closet.</div></div><br/>The dropping of sacks of gold onto the deck, especially Abigail’s enormous haul, bring enthusiastic cheers from the rest of the crew.  She’s practically tossed from crewmember to crewmember as she comes onto the ship and begins throwing coins about, some of them grabbing bits of gold to stare in wonder, a couple slipping coins into pockets or shirts, and certainly many of them being handsy with Abigail as she comes around.  Of course, with her newfound armor that handsiness is a little easier to ignore!<br/><br/>When she approachs Maclah, he stops, staring at her for a moment.  His jaw sets and he nods at her once, the tune stopping.  Saltbeard glances over at Maclah with a surprised look on his face but for a moment.  The grey man shrugs a single shoulder and growls out in a voice meant to carry, “No harm in it.  Whistling’s done.”  The rest of the pirate crew shifts uncomfortably for a moment, hiking their bags and chests of coin.<br/><br/>Saltbeard turns and snaps at one of the crocs in breaking the silence, “Quickly now!  All here on the deck.  They’ll want to keep it close, I’m sure.  Greedy hands.”  He glares at some of the pirate crew nearby, clearly distrustful of them and expecting the Delvers to be as well.  The crocs and Maclah nod at this, coming close around him with their treasures ready to surrender.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/57/fc/aa/57fcaaf4e6c1745455177d0f8fa3eb7e.jpg)</div>As the ship moves gently over the waves, the closeness of Len and the croc with her sets in.  There’s just simply not much room in the cabins and he clearly isn’t shy about invading her space, looming and watching her with predatory eyes.  When she begins her explanation, a snort comes from him at the mention of monster.  Clearly a phrase he’s heard before as well.  When she shows the spikes and explains, his eyes widen and his breathing practically stops.<br/><br/><strong>”You are no monster.  You are a weapon,”</strong>responds the croc with a look of absolute reverance on his face.<strong>”You hold yourself back staying with these… treasure hunters.  Think of what you could do.  You could lead.”</strong>He steps closer to her again, this time not trying to threaten, his head turned to the side slightly as though beseeching.<strong>”It answers me and asks a thousand more.</strong>”<br/><br/>He stands, his chest nearly touching her, his body making it difficult to even pull her pants on with how little room she has and his jaw clicks shut.<strong>”It’s work.  It’s work that will give me and my people a chance to live forever.  There’s good in that.  And when we have that, we’ll be let go from the runes.</strong>”  He gives a bit of a shrug, squirming very slightly under Len’s eyes.  Then she notices, he still has the pack of gold her carried in, his claws holding onto it tightly and clearly not wanting to let it out of his grip.  There it is.  Why Saltbeard was so willing to agree to bring gold out.  They can’t just come out to the ship, the runes are going to drag them back.  How exactly they’re staying out of the tunnels isn’t clear to Len, but the fact that magic will pull them back soon.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/b/b1/DCLaman.jpg/200px-DCLaman.jpg)</div>Far away in Laman’s realm of power Enniya’s patron is absolutely revelling in her warlock.  “Mmmmn, yess,” she purrs out, her legs spread over her thrown and her enormous thick red cock pointed at the sky.  Her hand traces the air near her dick, stopping where Enniya’s cheek would be and giving her the sensation of that hand.  Saliva slathers over the cock, spreading and moving as Enniya sucks and gulps.  When she finally cums, the blast shoots off, filling the space that Enniya’s mouth would occupy if she were there, wrapped around the dick for a moment before it is swallowed and spatters to the ground.<br/><br/>She revels in it, enjoying it, gasping and moaning through it though never letting Enniya quite see her ecstacy, simply rewarding her with spell slots and several full mouths of seed.<br/><br/>Then the magical blowjob ends and she turns to an abicus floating near her.  Long lacquered fingers tack aside stones and Enniya feels the power of magic once again.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Properly cleaned up (or at least as proper as Enniya gets), she sneaks back out from Claire’s cabin, moving through the brief hallways of the ship to come out onto the deck.  The scene she comes out to is certainly an unexpected one.  The pirate crew is still gathered on the deck and the treasure hasn’t gotten far, all more or less in one pile on the ship near the pirates who brought them up.  Abigail and Priscilla are in the middle of a group of them, Abigail in her newfound armor with the back and pelvic plates abandoned.  Before Enniya’s very eyes, Saltbeard grabs her from behind and lets out a hearty laugh, “Aye!  Here’s as good as anywhere!”<br/><br/>He unhooks his belt with one hand and pulls out an impressively long cock, his trousers dropping to the deck with as much care as Abigail’s armor.  Thick hands move around her waist and pull her to him, his dick pressing against the smooth skin of her ass as fingers dip down to tease and press into her pussy.  The pirate wastes no time, booty for booty indeed.  The hearty head of his cock presses between her asscheeks and presses firmly, forcing himself into her ass.  Two crocs step forward to grab onto her shoulders and hold her bent over so another two can step up and slap thick dicks against her helm.  After a moment of fiddling with it, they lift the mouth cover and Abigail’s lips are being slapped and coaxed open by two pirate croc cocks.<br/><br/>Priscilla moves quickly away from this as Saltbeard’s other crew members start to move in.  She manages to juke past a croc (who satisfies himself with pulling up next to Abigail and beginning to masturbate towards her), but turns directly into the arms of Maclah.  He catches her shoulders for a moment, his bare chest against her body staring down at her with wide hungry eyes.  The man’s body is hard, muscular, and even the innocent princess can’t mistake the thick raised lump pressed against her thigh.  For a moment, he seems to be talking to her, whispering softly until she realizes that his eyes look practically past her, his lips moving in some kind of arcane manner.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><em>Now aboard The Pearl Necklace, the Delvers begin to split ways to handle bits of business they need to take care of.  Hopefully they don’t forget about Saltbeard entirely…</em><br/><strong>Len</strong> has gone to her shared cabin to interrogate one of the crocs and now knows they intend to steal back the gold through some trickery!<br/><strong>Enniya</strong> has masturbated her spells full in <strong>Claire’s</strong> closet and is back out on the deck.<br/>In the middle of the deck, Abigail is gang-fucked by the pirates as Priscilla runs straight into Maclah casting some manner of spell.<br/>Claire and her crew are dealing with the gold at hand, though with things heating up that may not last! <br/></div></div>