The soldiers of the Hæňgaram Empire stood atop the hill that connected the shoreline to the lands above. They stared down upon us and I could tell that my crew was none too pleased by their presence. The gleam of their armor under the moonlight, the pointed tips of their arrows and blades, and the bellows of their horses told us that they seemed ready for combat.
The Hæňgaram Empire, better known as the Empire of Crystal Ash for its highly prized, yet guarded trade of volcanic ash crystals, be one of the richest empires in the world. Its wealth is no less than the empire of Lilkun, who is known as the Golden Empire.
The volcanic ash crystals that the empire produces help line the cabinets of nobles with fancy plates, jeweled glass, and other exquisite treasures that no poor person would have the honor of possessing. However, that isn't to say that not even the poor can't come across them. Many find work in the highly dangerous Crystal Volcano Mines that lay to the north of Hæňgaram. From this honest work, if one survived, they could easily become a noble in 1 to 2 years.
...Unfortunately, Hæňgaram does not have that many noble houses. At the very least, I don't believe it does. I hadn't come into contact with the Hæňgaram empire for another ten years, or...until now.
I could see the hints of crystal ash in the steel armor of these soldiers. Crystalized ash is not only beautiful to look at, but if fashioned, dusted, burned, and molded by the craftsmen, it can become a very formidable piece of protective gear. Much of the Hæňgaram fleet has its warships constructed with some form of crystal ash. The bastards are hard to sink for any normal pirate crew.
"Which one of you lays claim to this vessel?"
I saw a tall man come through the crowd. He was a bit shorter than the deceased pile of waiting 30,000 gold coins that I had collected just a few hours prior to now. His armor was much more majestic looking than those of his subordinates. The back of his breastplate flapped with a dark blue cape. A mighty sword rested at the side of his hip. His voice boomed like the thunder over the sea. Brown hair covered his head, the sides of his face, and his chin. His eyes stare upon my ship like those of city governor upon his citizens.
I stepped into his view. His eyes turned to mine for a brief moment, but I think he disregarded me due to my age. It was no real surprise why. I didn't have the clothes that would signify me as the captain of this ship.
That didn't stop me though.
"Who be asking?" I asked, staring off the port side of the ship.
The man turned his gaze back to me. His eyes sized me up considerably before he decided to respond.
"I am Zevmar Lightfeather, Knight-Captain of the 45th Squadron of the Hæňgaram Empire. Where is your captain? I wish to speak with him," he told me.
...Lightfeather.
I have heard of this noble house before. They have supposedly been a house with such an incredibly long history that not even Ilzahold had seen the beginning of it. In my previous time, there had been rumors that the Lightfeather house was created from the birth of a male angel and a female human. The Lightfeathers were one of the incredibly few noble houses that could produce children with an affinity for Light magic.
I have fought two or three Lightfeathers myself in my past life, and I can say that they be pretty damn annoying to deal with. I had never dealt with this...Zevmar though.
"I be the captain of this ship. What do you want?" I asked.
"You?" He asked me. His face easily told me that he didn't believe me. Unfortunately for him, I wasn't in the mood to play this game tonight. I was, admittedly, a little annoyed that my time with Aesteal came to such a halt.
"Aye. Any more stupid questions?" I asked.
To this knight-captain's credit, he didn't rise to my provocation. Instead, he stepped further into the light of my ship. No one on my crew spoke a word, but I could already see Maeloson preparing for a confrontation as well.
This man named Zevmar cleared his throat.
"It is late and the moon shines her light upon us all. I shall be brief. I require some information that I'm hoping you can provide," he finally replied to me.
I raised an eyebrow.
"Well, that depends on the type of information and my price for it. I might be in the mood to share some information if I know it for 600 silvers," I returned to him.
A pouch was thrown to one of my crew members. They ran over to me and handed it out to me. I signaled for Maeloson to take the pouch. He did so and checked its contents while I kept my gaze on the knight-captain and the rest of his little army. One has to be careful when dealing with Hæňgaram soldiers. They be a rather guileful lot.
"1000 silvers are in the pouch, Captain," Maeloson said to me.
I don't know how Maeloson counted such a quantity as fast as he did, but I didn't have much time to put my focus on it. I would just take his word for it.
"What do you want?" I asked. I think I had asked that question probably three or four times now.
"My scouts reported seeing a nearby town village a few miles from this location about two weeks ago. I had sent a knight under me to make goodwill with the town. Not only is one of my knights gone, but so is the town. All that's left is a haven of death for scavengers. Do you know anything about what happened?" He asked.
Ah, now I saw where this was going.
"Aye. The town was struck by raiders. Men, women, and children were killed. Others be made for sport or indulging desires. The body of their leader rests upon my ship where I will collect fine coin for his death. As for the surviving town people, they have a place on my ship for the night," I answered.
He didn't believe me. Again.
"...a pirate with a heart of gold. Forgive me if I am skeptical,"
"Don't forgive me for not caring about your skepticism. Anyway, it is possible that I came across your knight since I happened upon a woman chained to the leader's bedpost. She attacked me so she's currently below my ship's deck,"
It was dark, but I could not mistake the look in this man's eyes. Due to how quiet it was, I could hear the soft rattles of his armor. I wanted to imagine that was him clenching his fists so tightly that they trembled which rattled the armor.
"May I come aboard the ship and verify?" He asked.
"No. You can stay right there while I send someone to bring out the prisoner. If she does match your person, then I be willing to let her go," I said.
This was a lie...sort of. I wasn't willing to let her go, but I was also aware that my ship and crew were not enough to tangle with the Hæňgaram Empire. Well, there be a few defining factors to that. At this moment, Liara, if she aided me, the elves, and I were more than enough to deal with the current force that stood before us, but I did not want the weight of an empire down upon me if I could help it.
On the other side of this argument, I be the Son of Poseidon. The seas are mine and all that there is in them. I had bested all that came before me previously and I was no less powerful now than back then. Yet, I was no fool either. There were obviously three others just like me and I did not know if they were allies or enemies. All I knew was that until I found at least one of them, there was no need to extend myself so much.
"That is acceptable as well," he said.
I nodded and sent for someone to fetch her.
A few minutes passed longer than I think they needed to so I sent someone else. The person I sent had returned...without my prisoner. He came over to me and leaned into my ear.
"Captain, we...have a bit of a problem. The prisoner...wishes to see you," he said to me.
A frown marred my face and thoughts jumbled around in my head. I cursed beneath my teeth.
"Watch him," I told my mother and Ellen. Both agreed without complaint before I left and walked below the deck of my ship.
While I journeyed into the lower levels of the boat, the second person I had sent for began telling me what happened. Apparently, not only had my prisoner awoken, but she also quickly disarmed and knocked out the first person I sent. When the second member came, she had threatened to kill them first if I did not meet with her.
I wondered what she could possibly have to use as a threatening weapon, but...now I am reminded of those ropes I had someone tie her with. As I now see, I would need to give lessons to some of the crew on how to tie ropes, or I buy some chains.
"Oh, there be a pleasant thought," I thought to myself. I curse and bless my mind for the rather perverse ideas that run through it.
After about two or three minutes, I came to the lowest level of the ship. It might be because it's now the time that the moon shines its face over the waves, but it's darker down here than I am comfortable with. There was only one candle lamp and it was hung next to the door.
"Stay here," I said.
"Aye Captain!" he responded to me.
I took the candle lamp from the wall and opened the door. I then stepped inside. It was more cluttered in here than it should have been. Then again, I never had a use for this place until today. Stupid as it sounds, I never entertained the notion of taking prisoners. All my enemies would either be dead or ones I hadn't met yet. I did not think there to be a use I had for prisoners...until now.
"Don't move!"
Perhaps it's because I enjoy testing demands like those that I turned my head and raised the candle lamp. There, I saw my prisoner along with the first crewmember I had sent. The Hæňgaram female knight had somehow caught the female crewmember I had sent down by the throat with both her arms. One rested on the back of the head and the other around the neck. If the female knight desired, she could snap my young crewmember's neck without much effort.
"I'm only going to say this once. Let me go or I snap this woman's neck like a butcher's chicken board!" she exclaimed.
I folded my arms. "You also be aware that if you do follow through with your course of action, I'll make you wish you had stayed chained to that bedpost back at the raider camp," I warned her back.
In response, her grip only got tighter on her captive. Her eyes were like hard ice. Her gaze was as fierce as ten stoked fires. Her tone was filled with steel.
"Well, I'd rather face my death and keep my honor than live and be shamed by pirates and raiders. Now release me!" she ordered.
I stared at this Hæňgaram female knight for a little while. There was no need to tell her that her freedom was basically guaranteed already. I found this little...back and forth between herself and me to be amusing. As I had noticed before, she be a strong lass just like many of the other women I had fancied. This made me desire her even more. I actually nearly thought that having the nations learn of me so early wouldn't be so bad as long as I could take this one for myself, but...strange at it might seem, I could not think with my lower head this time.
"Tell you what lass. Just to show you how merciful I can be. Turn your head around for me," I told her.
The knight frowned for a moment before she slowly turned her head around. I cannot imagine the thoughts that must have gone through her head when she saw a sharp spear of water pointed directly at her skull. Due to her head being turned around, I could only imagine her eyes as wide as a fish and her mind as turbulent as a thunderstorm. Had I desired, I could have killed her while she spoke her demands to me with the water I had silently pulled from the air around her.
I think this realization weighed heavily on her because she did not turn back to face me.
"Perhaps the gods of luck find favor with you," I said. I then dropped the spear of water letting it splash to the ground in nothing more than a puddle. She then turned back to me. I could see that despite her earlier claims of being satisfied if she died, there was a look of fear behind her eyes when she must have realized how she lost to me the first time.
"That...wasn't a dream then," she commented.
I waved my hand dismissively and reached for the prison keys that laid on a wall hanger. I then unlocked her iron doors. She looked at me strangely until I further explained myself.
"A mighty strange coincidence it be. One might think you purposely led your army to my ship just to annoy me. It has worked out this far," I told her. It be true as well. I was rather annoyed. Yet, when I looked at the woman, I did not expect to see an expression between suspicion and confusion.
"What army? I have no army! Do you really think I would have been captured by such a despicable bunch if I had an army with me? I...have nothing like that. Not anymore," she said.
The anger in her eyes faded away for a moment. It was quickly replaced by an expression that I couldn't ascertain.
I continued to stare at her for a moment. I opened the cell doors. She still had not moved.
"Well, apparently there be someone outside to prove you wrong. I have a small armed force of about 50 men and women surrounding the sandy shores of my ship under a knight-captain named Zevmar Lightfeather. You sure there be no army for you?" I asked her.
I be sure that as long as I had walked the earth and sailed the great tides, I had never seen a more fearful look upon the visage of any man or woman like the one I saw on this Hæňgaramian woman. Her eyes turned as wide as a fish's. Her body turned as white as ice. Her arms shook like a severe chill had run their course through her.
"What...was the name of that superior officer?" she asked me. The fire in her voice that I liked to see and hear was gone.
"Aye, Zevmar Lightfeather, Knight-Captain of the 45th Squadron of the Hæňgaram Empire, and keeper of the Blessed Chasity of Men," I joked. This was more for myself than for her but I could tell that my comment had not made her any happier.
It was at this time that I took the matter a bit more seriously. I turned to the woman who had been held captive by my prisoner and ushered her out. My female crewmember was more than happy to oblige. This left me alone with my prisoner if one could even call her that anymore.
"And what be your problem? You look like you stepped in front of the gates of Haganthar. Is this Lightfeather such a fearsome beast?" I asked her. Her hands clenched.
"Zevmar Lightfeather, strong enough to lead Hæňgaram forces into battle against mystical beasts. Smart enough to take over two heavily fortified kingdom lands. Charismatic enough to wield the love, adoration, and support of nations, Hæňgaram or not. Cunning enough to survive a den of serpents, and...ambitious enough to claim hold over the world and all her great mysteries," the knight said.
As...fanatical as she made this knight-captain out to be, I don't think her words swayed me as much as she probably hoped they did. As I say again, even when I heard of his name just moments ago I did not recall anything of note about him in my past life. I suppose I could have tried to sort through Ilzahold's memories, but that always left me with an irritating headache.
Before I could speak on this, she beat me to it.
"In your eyes, nay in anyone's eyes, he is probably the type of man who could unite every corner of the world under a just cause and bring the world to great prosperity. However, I have seen the deep chains of the abyss wrapped around his mind. I have seen the ends he will go to for his cause. I have seen...the web of lies hidden beneath the streets of our empire that he has built. Hæňgaram...will be overtaken from the inside," she said.
In the back of my mind, I was aware that the Hæňgaram Empire did have a rather devastating internal war that had weakened its hold on its neighboring countries and allies. This had led another competing Empire into taking those lands for itself. Still, this couldn't have been happening any time soon. I had been well into the middle of my voyages as a captain by the time that occurred. I was at least halfway around the world from where this battle had taken place.
"The Hæňgaram Empire...is gonna have a coup. Hah! I'd almost mistake you for a comedic jester, Lady Knight," I said. It be obvious that these comments would annoy her, but I needed more information into these circumstances. Riling her up would be a good excuse.
...And riled up she was.
BAM!
Lady Knight, I be calling her that for now, slammed her fist into my wooden floor. She left quite the sizable dent in it as well.
"YOU THINK THE FALL OF MY COUNTRY IS A JOKE?!"
Under the weight of her voice, my face lost its smile. My eyes grew hard when I looked down at her.
"Best lower the fires that surge from within your voice, Lady Knight. I don't take too kindly to being yelled at unless it be from a woman under my ministrations. I haven't decided to hand you over to the bastards outside yet, but if you do that again then I'll gag you and tie you up like a present for them. Understood?" I asked.
She stared at me with a look of indignation. I could see that she was struggling to come to terms with what she had just heard. From her lips came incomplete stutters and sputters. In the end, she settled on an angry huff.
"...I understand," she remarked.
She held her head down when she said this, but I could see her suppressing the desire to lash out at me. For her sake, she should thank her self-control that she did not.
"Good. Now then, continue your tale," I urged to her.
"I best check if my mind has been driven insane or not that I would be sharing my woes with a pirate," she muttered to herself while thinking that I had not heard her. When she laughed, I thought it was a rather pleasant one aside from the bit of snark behind it.
Once she came up with whatever reasons she could to make herself and her situation better, she continued as I had asked. I asked her to cut to the chase since we were a little strapped for time.
So if I had to cut down her little story then it was pretty simple. She had been investigating Lightfeather's activities and he had somehow found out. Once he found out, he had drugged the tavern food she had eaten which had knocked her unconscious while they stayed in another town in Hilvir. She was then sold to Saviara in exchange for the mercenary's aid in conquering the Empire of Crystal Ash.
It seemed that Saviara was just one of the allies Zevmar had under his hidden banner. It would explain why the army had come to me. My ship wasn't necessarily far from where Saviara was supposed to be. Additionally, now that I had said body of said raider on my ship, this was my problem as well.
Dammit, all I wanted was a sack full of gold coins. I did not expect to encounter this stupid shit in just two days of being here.
"Listen, if Zevmar can make deals, then so can I. Pirate, I request a deal between us," she suddenly uttered.
I raised an eyebrow. "If you recall, you're my prisoner. Just what kind of deal do you think you be able to take with me?"
I was genuinely intrigued. My desire to have her and my desire to not have my intentions revealed so early had been plaguing the corners of my mind. How odd for a Hæňgaramian to make deals with a lowly pirate, but once I considered her circumstances, it was probably all she had left.
"Look, it's mutually beneficial to both of us. Don't reveal me to Zevmar. Sail me to Hæňgaram and help me expose him," She said with a brief pause. I used that pause to chuckle.
"Sounds like an awful lot of work just for me to help you," I returned.
She shook her head quickly.
"In return for your help, I will personally have the Emperor grant you access to the Crystal Ash mines free of charge. From there, you will be able to take as much crystal as your ship can carry," she answered back to me.
...I cannot lie, that deal nearly made me explode in an earnest agreement. Volcanic Crystal Ash, along with the Witch of Draegnar, were not things that I had experienced so early into my voyage previously. To get some now would go a long way in crafting not only my ship but also the weaponry for my mother, Ellen, the elves if they passed, and Liara. However, I quickly steadied myself.
I looked upon Lady Knight with folded arms and a frown.
"...right. Let me tell you something, Lass. No fish would be willing to nab a hook when it can see what lies beyond it. I'm expected to believe you would be willing to hand over one of your empire's most valuable resources to a pirate? I'd sooner think you'd set me up to this deal just to imprison me in the empire's catacomb cells," I said to her. I felt this was a valid argument especially when it concerned me of all people.
"How do you know about...no, it doesn't matter now. You think I would dare turn back on my word?! Not all of us have grown up in a den of serpents. A pirate like you might find it hard to believe, but there are people who keep their word even unto death!" she returned back to me.
"Tell me, Lady Knight. If you were not raised in a den of serpents, would you still be in this situation you be in?" I asked her.
She fell silent after this. She opened her mouth once and then closed it thereafter. She did this a couple of times before she settled for holding her head down. It was pretty obvious to me that she was upset she had no counterargument to me.
"I...am sorry for my earlier comments. I do not know what I can say to make you believe me, but I swear upon the name of Alteria Balamar of the Balamar noble family. If you do help me, I will honor our deal. If I do not, then my life will be as you see fit. This I swear," she said to me urgently.
I dare not tell anyone how much the conviction in her eyes both aroused me and irritated me. Being from Draegnar, I was used to the backstabbing ways and underhanded methods that people used to move forward with their lives. It be my first time in such a while to see resolve like that along with a blunt-faced honesty that shivered my boots. A glorious flame silently blazed behind those wonderful eyes of hers.
Even in my Beloved, I had not seen such a gaze. It was that gaze that silenced my questions and steadied the doubt in my chest.
"Fine, but we journey for your country when I say we do. I be in the midst of my own business and my priorities take precedence. The contents of my soul quite literally rest on this voyage. Additionally, while you be on my ship you will follow my orders. Think otherwise and I won't hesitate to throw you for a dip into Davy Jones' Locker! Understood?"
"...I understand," she replied.
Once I saw this, I held out my hand for her to take.
"Then, welcome aboard the ship of Eric Drakclaw," I answered in a hearty laugh that one might expect from a pirate. Allow me to shed some light upon the subject, we...don't laugh like that...much.
She took my hand and I pulled her to her feet.
"Have you any plan for Zevmar? Should you return empty-handed then suspicion will fall on your crew. No doubt Zevmar will attempt to overwhelm your ship," she said.
"Don't worry your pretty little Hæňgaramian head. Just follow my lead," I said. I then opened the door to the brig. We both walked out and saw the person I had originally come down here with still waiting for us.
"What's your name?" I asked
"Canen Seacrest, sir" he replied.
I nodded. I then instructed Canen to raise his voice and sound the alarm of an intruder missing in less than a minute. He was then instructed to bring my mother and Ellen down here will he spoke with the Aesteal and Maeloson. I then told him to direct me toward his quarters. He did so and once we were there, I pushed Alteria inside.
"Get some clothes on. You have about twenty seconds," I told her. She didn't even get to ask me why before I closed the door in her face. It might have been a wee bit rude, but time be of the essence!
"SOUND THE ALARM! THE PRISONER ESCAPED!"
Just as I had planned, the upper deck threw itself in an uproar. A thousand boots knocking against wood came as loud as thunder. I had to give it to Seacrest, he had done a better job than I had thought possible. I did feel a tad bad that I had thrown my crew into disarray over something I had planned, but I'll bother to call it a harmless jest for now.
As Maeloson was no doubt getting the rest of the crew under control, Canen returned with my mother and Ellen. I then tossed him the pouch of silver coins that I had been given from Zevmar.
"Good job," I told him.
"Thank you, captain!" he said before he ran off looking just as happy as a child with a stolen pastry. I had no real use for the coins anyway. The money I collect from the seas is enough.
I could already see that my mother and Sothshore were concerned so I decided to quickly get to my point.
"I'll explain the details later, but the prisoner's coming with us. There be a bigger prize than Saviara that's fallen into our lap. It also comes with a few troubling matters. All you need to know is that I'll, unfortunately, have to make us spend a late night of working. Ellen, it's gonna suck, but take about fifty men and send them in the direction I have written down. I want all the treasure there back on my ship," I said. I then handed Ellen what I had on where we had traveled that morning.
"Fine," she remarked. She took my materials and then walked off while I turned to my mother.
"You're with me," I said to her. She quickly agreed as Alteria came from the room. She looked no less grungy than the rest of my crew which served the purpose just fine.
Once Alteria looked the part, she, my mother, and I ran out from the lower deck. I could see that Maeloson and Aesteal were already gone with some members of the ship.
"Fan out! Search the trees, search the sea! I want that bitch found so's I can keyhole her!" I exclaimed.
"Aye Captain!" they shouted.
I watched Ellen take a good ten handfuls of people into the direction I had pointed out to her. I knew it would be a rather long trip, but hopefully, it would only be one that they had to do once.
I jumped off my ship and landed back on the sandy shores. I then pounded my boots into the dirt until I stood face to face with Zevmar Lightfeater. It be a bit jarring to tilt my head up to stare into his eyes seeing as how he was quite a bit taller than me, but I had no power over my growth.
"It seems your prisoner was not as secure as you assumed," he said.
"Funny. I best never find out that you had something to do with this or you're in for a rude awakening!" He told him. I will never forget the glare he gave me. It be the gaze of a crazy man who had stared into the very depths of hell itself.
"It will be kept in mind," he said to me, but I could tell that he took my threat with a mixture of jest and a cocksure tone. The thought in my head was indeed to drown him right then and there, but the thoughts in my head led me to keep him alive.
I then signaled for my mother, Alteria, and a few other men to follow me. I watched Alteria send Zevmar a deep glare, but he must not have caught it.
Our group ran into the fields of Hilvir. The fields quickly turned to forests and the forests quickly turned into hills. It was at this point that I introduced my crew to the prisoner we were supposed to be searching for. I then found myself grumbling inwardly as I had to explain to the group why I had just sent us all into the dark woods. It be at this time that Draegnar bastards are not the most attentive group.
I think I am reminded that this crew is a temporary one. My actual crew is very small, but I nixed that point since there would be no helping the fact that I already made the deal. So, I decided that while we "searched', we would stock up on more food. Aye, it be kind of stupid since I had more than enough from using my abilities to fish from the sea, but...there be not much else that we could do.
"Captain! The soldiers are leaving!" a scout I had posted said.
I had never been happier to hear those words than for since an hour or so had passed between us coming here and now. I figured that once Zevmar realized my ship's incompetency of holding a prisoner then he would set off to do his own search. It be good fortune that I was proven right.
"Alright, ya slugs! Let's haul the booty back to the ship! You don't get to sleep with the bugs tonight!" I said. The group was all too happy to comply.
We returned to the ship and they moved everything away that we had gotten from the fields and the forests. By the end of it all, I could easily say that I was not in the mood to deal with anything else.
After setting up Alteria's quarters, I retired to my own. I must have been more tired than I thought because all I remember was falling to my bed and dreaming of a sea of coin and treasures.
The next morn, I heard Ellen shouting her lovely voice over the crew. When I had dressed myself and stepped outside, I saw Ellen moving countless boxes filled with riches up the planks of the ship and into the decks below.
I tapped her on the shoulder for her attention. When she turned around to greet me, she lightly jabbed me in the shoulder.
"That was much farther than you claimed it was. We didn't make it back to the ship until well into the night. Not only was hauling the shit here a pain, but I had to assign these idiots to guard the boxes until morning. We're fuckin' lucky no one decided to plunder any of it," she warned me.
I didn't think to tell her that I would have had Liara track them down for me if they had, but all the same it be a good point.
"You're not the least bit pleased with me for what we've brought in so far? Did you ever think I would bring in such wealth from a fallen raider? Just imagine how much more I'll give you," I told her. I then kissed her on the cheek which made her blush and grumble.
"You got fuckin' lucky," she answered me. I laughed and kissed her once more before I turned away.
"When you're finished taking stock, put the former prisoner in charge of its guard," I said.
Even though I had my back turned, I could probably see in my mind's eye the confusion on Ellen's face.
"Why her?"
"...Cause she's ain't no bilge rat!" I returned.
It would be on Ellen to figure out what I meant while I spoke with my mother. I had given her the orders to inform the crew that as soon as the adventuring party had finished their quest, then we would be leaving. They were scheduled to return in the next two or three hours.
Thankfully, those two to three hours had passed by in a swift blur of activity for the ship. For the town's men and women who would be staying in Hilvir, I gave them what I had promised. I offered them a portion of my treasure to rebuild their town in exchange for it becoming one of many information havens that I would set up. I had to thank Aesteal for this idea since, in order to find out not only why my beloved, Leah, had betrayed me, but also how she got that stone which vanquished my powers, I would need information into the world. I obviously didn't care too much for the world since not even I was too familiar with Hæňgaram's coup. I only cared about adventure and treasure, but...that could no longer be such a simple case.
In order to continue with the life that I desired, I best know my own enemies. For now, that meant learning more about the world which had been my kingdom before. Perhaps aiding Alteria would be the first step in that.
The townsmen readily agreed and after brief goodbyes and wishes of safe passage with others who were staying, they set off for their town in the hopes of rebuilding. I thought to leave behind some men and women to defend the place, but I'm not stupid. There is nothing keeping my men from doing the same thing if they were given the opportunity. There be not one person on Draegnar with a bleeding heart. You don't last long otherwise.
By the time the group had returned from their quest, we were fully prepared to continue our voyage. I made sure to ask anyone if they had any other place of utmost importance that I had not heard about. No one had said anything and I took that to mean that there would not need to be any more stops until we reached Fiolomir. Liara claimed she had some...method of keeping my prize from rotting away, so I gave the corpse to her.
"Weigh anchor, and set sail ya scurvy dogs! We're bound for greater treasure!" I hollered.
"AYE CAPTAIN!" They returned to me.
The ship was pulled away from the barren shores of Hilvir. The helmsman turned our ship away and I discreetly pushed the waters beneath my vessel before we were carried away by the tides. It was not long before the lands of Hilvir grew smaller and smaller.
"...Captain! We have a problem!"
The crew stopped working for a moment as did I. I looked up to the direction of Aesteal's voice from the Crow's Nest. Into the distance, she pointed and though I could not see what she was pointing at, I knew something had to be there.
"Hæňgaramian ship! It's following us!" she alerted.
I sucked my teeth angrily. All clues pointed to the fact that Zevmar Lightfeather was following me. Either he assumed that I had played him and his platoon for a bunch of patsies, or he wanted something else of my attention. Unfortunately for him, I was not in the mood to receive that.
"Don't bother with it. Keep sailing forward. They won't be following us," I said. Though the crew as concerned, they got back to work while Ellen, Maeloson, and Aesteal looked at me expectantly. Who was I to disappoint?
I ordered Aesteal to give me as precise coordinates to the ship as she could.
Once she did, I pushed one hand forward which allowed the tides to carry us even faster. I think this speed had surprised some of the members because they fell down a bit. I then pushed my other hand towards my back. Beneath that Hæňgaram fleet vessel, I punctured the hull of the ship with a sharp blade of water.
"They are veering off, Captain!" she called out.
I smirked at the thought. Don't push your luck, Lightfeather. I have dealt with far greater threats than you.
Once that was done, I was finally greeted by four days of quiet travel. The pleasant sounds of the sea rung in my ears. The moving tides beneath my vessel laid my chest with ease. The smell of saltwater stung my nose as it always had.
"Dấữň! Dấữň! Dấữň! Dấữň! Crecevish Mvak!
OH! OH! OH! OH! OH!
Korthur!
Korthur!
Zxavema Xian Oian! OH Lxaethram! Cafur Edmafdiv!
HA! HA! HAAAAAA!
Suvima salima zuzila galioma klovia froliom!
Anddrelum! Xxuluefa! HA! HA HAAAAA! Callibrum!"
Then, as always, the crew voiced that they were a little bored by immediately singing some shanty that spoke of the Draegnar folktales about a young boy turned god with the blood of great serpent meant to plunder the world of its riches and slay evil. I now be reminded that perhaps it's worth investing in a shanty book for these scallywags.
Anyway, while the crew sang songs of various folklore, I decided that now was a good time to draw my mother and Ellen to my quarters. As they came with me, I looked back and stared at Maeloson and Aesteal.
I have always known myself to not truly be a regretful person nor a guilty one, but I am reminded of how I acted with them both due to my own fears. One might ask if I have the same fears from Ellen or even my mother. I'm not ashamed to say I do, but...I feel that they be different, especially my mother.
"Aesteal, Maeloson, get over here!" I called.
Both elves looked at me and then at each other. Maeloson spoke to some of the men under his command and moved them away. Aesteal climbed down the ropes that led to the Crow's Nest until she landed on the deck.
I opened the door to my quarters and ushered them all inside. It was there that I began to speak with them about Alteria Balamar and the Hæňgaram Empire. I also told them about Zevmar Lightfeather and the deal made between the Balamar lady knight and myself. I hate to say that this story and explanation took me about half an hour, even with such...calming shanty music playing.
"Hæňgaram Empire Crystalized Volcanic Ash, why didn't you generate profit like this when you were working for me?" Ellen asked. I laughed.
"Would you have believed me?" I returned.
"...Fair point, though a damnable one as well. How I would have loved to get my hands on some of that shit for my stocks. I've only seen it about three times in my life and no negotiation ever went through when I tried to get it," Ellen said with a frustrated face. I had not been there for those negotiations, but I could tell that it was something that greatly displeased her.
"Are we sure she'll actually go through with such a deal? There be a lot of prosperous merchants, nobles, and leaders that have tried buying and looting Hæňgaram ash crystal. There's also a reason that not many tales reign of victory in those endeavors," My mother returned.
I was silently impressed that ever since my mother's health had returned, she had taken a worthy cause in educating herself in what she had missed for so long. Granted, I paid for the books, but I could not deny her if she asked in those sexy, but non-sexy ways.
Aesteal and Maeloson looked like they wanted to speak, so I allowed them free reign.
"The Hæňgaram Empire has its own share of those bound in honor and duty. Some come from low birth, and others come from a rich ancestry. To stake her name and honor of her house on this, if she is proven wrong, then no will seek their favor, dealings with pirates or not," Aesteal replied.
"That doesn't mean we should be lax. The empire is known for its disdain of pirate activity. If the worst happens, then not only will the empire not honor our deal, but we'll also be killed along with her," Maeloson argued.
Naturally, these all be valid points. Of course, I would not let that happen, but as I am constantly understanding...the world has a way of not caring about what you want to have happen or not. It be a concept that anyone with a brain knows, but...that be the case when fortune favors you too much.
"Eric, you must also keep in mind that this crew under your command is only a temporary one. As it stands, the members of your crew are all the people in this room, aside from those men and women Aesteal and Maeloson are training. When this voyage is over more than half of this group will be gone, whether dead or retiring. Many ships grander than this have been sunk by Hæňgaram," my mother expressed.
That was indeed true as well. A ship this big could not be maintained by five, six counting Alteria, people. Granted I had about 10-20 men from Hilvir under Maeloson and 7-10 women under Aesteal, but if those two did not join my crew then I'd have far less. I did hope that once Liara joined me then naturally Burnwood and Goron would follow her. That would be a nice handful of people, but not nearly what I needed. If that was the case...
I must have been smiling because Ellen smacked my shoulder.
"What's the grin for? Something we outta know?" she asked.
"Nothing, I just be surprised that all of you have figured that I've already unearthed the treasures Delverhold to be making plans to go elsewhere. It brings a salty tear to the eye," I chuckled to myself.
I was then punched in my arm by both my mother and Ellen. Let me tell ya, it's not a great feeling having to keep such bitches in line. I enjoy them all the same though.
"Captain, a question. What would you even use the crystal ash for?" Aesteal asked.
"...now that be a surprise, my lovely elf!" I told her. I don't think Aesteal was as satisfied with my answer as her visage made it appear, but she did not comment further.
I couldn't tell them that some of it would be used in crafting the soulbound and spiritbound weapons that they would all use following Hæňgaram. I wasn't sure if I should hand Maeloson and Aesteal the same book of materials that I had given my mother, if only because I did not want them to think that this meant I had accepted them. Yet, leaving them without weapons that catered to their elven proficiencies made me think that I was intentionally keeping them from impressing me more than they had.
...Dammit, why couldn't I have met these two so much earlier?
Once I saw that no one else had anything to discuss. I asked Ellen to create a book of finances that she would manage while my mother would take over the management of a third of the crew. I then assigned Maeloson and Aesteal to try and manage what was left. With their own personal units that I assigned to them helping them, then I figured they wouldn't be too swamped. They could also send some to my mother's aid if she needed it.
As for myself, I would spend the next three hours staring at a world map while plotting the course towards the Lost Isles of Delverhold. My soul did depend on the success of this voyage after all. As the ship would get closer and closer to the Delverhold, I knew that the underlying magics that laid within the isles would send our ship in directions it should not have gone.
As I continued to work, I heard a knock at my door.
"...Eric Drakclaw, I seek a moment of your time," said a voice that sounded like that of a thousand angels. It could only be Liara's.
I thought this to be very odd since Liara had not directly come to me before. I either went to fetch her or she had used Diane or Goron to find me. This was perhaps her first time seeking me out. I didn't expect it.
I walked to my door. Indeed, there, in her otherworldly beauty, stood Liara Ilzahold. Her eyes looked just as deep as always and her lips looked as succulent as the day I had stolen a kiss from them.
"Liara, a moment. There be another room we can talk in," I said to her.
"...That isn't necessary. Your quarters will suffice. Better yet, I prefer them," she returned to me.
Before I could even accept her offer, she moved past me and into my room. I probably should have been a little apprehensive since she barged in the way she did, but it didn't must matter to me. I was going to agree in the end anyway.
I closed the door and pulled up one of the two chairs I had for her. I sat at my desk while she sat at my open table.
"Alright, what be your concerns?" I asked her.
I couldn't tell if she was doing it on purpose, but I found my eyes drawn to the way she moved her legs. Whether by my own willpower, or my desire to not show her how much she excited me, I managed to stare at her beautiful face instead of her temptatious body.
Liara stayed silent for more time than I considered she needed. I decided to address this.
"Liara, it couldn't have been so long ago that you forget the accepted reasons that anyone is allowed in my quarters. Yet, for so much information that dwells in your head, you seem a bit lost," I said.
Liara did not answer me immediately. Instead, she gently grazed her hand over my table. She then exhaled.
"You told me before that it is the responsibility of women to drive men to madness after you stole a kiss from me," she finally spoke.
I quickly agreed with her statement.
"That I did," I replied.
"What do you mean by that?" she asked.
I tried to look into this question more than I think was there, but one could never be too careful with this lass.
"You're telling me that you, the woman named She Who Knows Eternity, is perplexed by such a simple question?" I jokingly mocked. I think she understood this too because I was graced with a pleasant laugh.
"Not even the divine know eternity. However, don't misunderstand. I have plenty of references to draw from to understand your statement. I wish to know your thoughts," she answered.
"You wish to know the thoughts of a poor Draegnar bastard?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I admit that I did not think much of you when I first saw you enter my shop, but life always brings forth mysteries that one cannot explain. In the simplest terms, yes, I would much appreciate knowing the thoughts of a poor Draegnar bastard. Though, I don't believe you to be a part of the poor anymore. You have received interesting fortune," she said.
"Well, I best thing so. One of the most beautiful women to ever be crafted from the core of the Earth be sitting in my quarters with me. I doubt many have a greater fortune than that," I returned.
She smiled at this comment, but I think our banter had gone just a bit off-track.
"Tell me, if it's a woman's responsibility to drive men to madness, then what...drive women to madness?" I asked.
"Perhaps, it would be the weight or expectation of that responsibility," she answered.
I slowly nodded to myself. I then stood to my feet. "Aye. If a man goes to war for a woman, he will be driven to madness by the scenes which surround him. For a woman, the weight of that realization drives her mad. But, even if both realize this, tis a reason why it never stops," I told her.
I stood in front of her and she stared up at me. The smile that she gave me made me feel like I had been completed bewitched under a powerful trance. I found myself so close to her that I could kiss her. Yet, I was just on the edge of this. Some mysterious force had kept me from moving forward.
"And why is that?" she asked, almost in a whisper. I think, once again, she knew her own answer, but desired mine anyway.
"...because that be where the truest form of desire lies," I said to her.
I tell you that when her hand touched my cheek, I immediately found myself sporting an erection. A thousand sparks of pure lightning seemed to race through my body at once.
"And is that what drives you mad, your desire for me? Why should I hold responsibility for yours when others have expressed the same for me?" she returned to me.
I don't know what made me laugh harder, the question or the way she traced my arm with her other hand while she said it. "Oh, you don't. Obviously you hold the right to refuse me. If every lass had to bear the responsibility of every man that found them desirable then what would there need to be brothels for? No, but it's what a good girl would do," I replied.
"Is that what I am to you?"
"You tell me,"
Whatever stopped me from kissing her before had faded away and I quickly took a hold of her lips with my own. As usual, it was a kiss that lit the fires of my soul and my lust. Even now, I don't think this be the reason she came into my quarters, but I was not about to complain.
I pulled away from her with a small smack of our lips. Her eyes easily told me that she was not one to easily be glossed over like the other women I had kissed.
"Is this why you came to my room?" I asked.
"It was not the reason I sought to come over here first, but I will not go back on the sudden feeling. If I was to judge from the noises that assault my ears over the wall, I'd say you were quite masterful for such a young man," she answered.
I took note of the suspicion in her voice but didn't mind it so much. I'm sure if I left her alone, Liara would be able to figure out my secrets if given the time. No one hides things from her for too long.
Instead of having a wary expression, I opted for a confident one. I challenged her gaze with a careful smile that belied none of my intentions.
"Perhaps in the face of exquisite beauty, I am persuaded to try harder," I complimented. I then walked back to my seat and urge her to come to me with a finger. A chuckle for my reward, Liara stood up and the sound of her footwear knocking against the wood of my floor echoed through my room until she stood in front of me.
She then shifted her legs and took a seat on my lap, not unlike Ellen had done a few times.
"I be surprised. You're rather compliant," I admitted. Of course, I wasn't expecting her to outright be difficult, but I was not anticipating it being as easy as this.
"I am merely being...responsible. Now, kiss me," she ordered.
"Please, may I kiss you, Sir?" I corrected her.
She and I stared at each other for longer than a moment. There was a gaze beneath her eyes as deep as the Great Blue Seas. Her eyes seemed to search mine, or perhaps we were searching each other. Either way, she placed another hand on my cheek.
"Is that what you seek? To control me?" she asked. I could be wrong, but I'm sure I heard some form of anger or resentment beneath her tone.
"Is that what you think I be trying to do?" I asked her. She didn't answer me. I wasn't expecting her to.
"Stay here," I said.
I then walked outside. I saw mother staring off the side of the ship while Ellen spoke with some other crew members.
"Mother! Ellen! Come here!" I called.
Both spotted me and they had begun to walk towards me. I ushered them both inside and they spotted Liara standing near my work desk.
"Why is she here?" Ellen asked, her tone a tad more flamed up than I wanted, but I let it go.
"She's here because I want her here. Is that a problem?" I asked.
My tone was enough to tell Ellen and my mother what was happening. I have no doubts that they could feel Liara's gaze on them which only furthered their own embarrassment.
"N-No," Ellen muttered.
"No, what?!" I asked.
"No, sir. There's no problem," Ellen muttered through gritted teeth and a fierce blush.
"Good. I asked for you both because I want Liara to be put at ease. Now, both of you strip!" I ordered.
Ellen cursed under her breath, but she began removing her top. My mother quickly followed.
"Eric, but...," I turned a harsh glare to my mother. She quickly righted her mistake.
"Sir, everything?" she asked.
"Everything," I answered.
My mother and Ellen spoke not a word more. They continued to undress for my feasting eyes and for Liara's education. It wasn't long before we were both graced with the sight of their lean, sexy bodies. Yes, as I can see, the result of medicine for my mother has been paying off. There is a note of muscle on her stomach, more so than Sothshore's. Granted, Ellen is fit as well, but...that leads me to the testament of Liara's ingredients.
Once both were naked, my erection that I had been steadily losing during this time had returned. Seas, I loved them both so dearly.
"Good. Now Ellen, come here. I want to fuck my mother so hard sailors will confuse her for a mermaid. Ready my cock for her. As for you, mother, ready yourself for me. I want to hear you moan for me. I want to see your fingers soaked," I told her.
"Yes, Eric,"
I wanted to correct my mother, but I felt the general meaning was there so I decided not to.
What followed was a glorious sight. My mother walked towards the bed while Ellen walked towards me. Liara remained silent as she stood at the nearest wall to my bed. Her eyes seemed positively enthralled with what was happening before her. One might take her for a statue if she were not breathing.
"Undress me," I told Ellen.
"Aye, sir," she replied. She moved behind me and took off the shirt that I had been wearing. I then stood up so she could work on my pants. She pulled both my underwear and my pants down in one pull and my cock sprang forth from its confines like a great serpent. I tried not to laugh at the way it lightly smacked Ellen's cheek.
"Suck me off, Ellen. Show Ilzahold how much of a cock-loving slut you are," I commanded. I knew without a shadow of a doubt Ellen hated this order if only because she had dealt with Liara before. For a business associate to see a once-powerful businesswoman demeaned so heavily must have been a blow to Sothshore's pride, but...pride of my own welled when she looked at me with sudden growing lust.
"Yes, Sir. Thank you for letting me suck your fuckin' cock!" she said. Then I moaned as I leaned my head back against my wall when I felt the very back of Ellen's throat as her nose touched my pelvis. Her soft hands on my burning loins and the feel of her tongue scraping the underside of my dick made my eyes nearly roll into the back of my head.
Then, she withdrew. A hot, warm trail of saliva stuck from my cock to her lips as warm sea air brushed them over. An audible gasp and huff escaped from her lips that tickled the sensitive flesh of my cock before I found the warm cavern of her mouth all over again.
Ellen panted and huffed as I watched her head take the length of my grith over and over. Gone was her brief hesitation and her lust took over like a brash storm.
"Mmmm fuck! That's a good girl, Ellen! Suck my cock!" I moaned. My chest began beating like a drum as blood rushed from my heart to my cock and back through my brain. I heard a small pop for one moment. I looked down and saw taken my cock from her mouth and began slowly giving me a sensual handjob with her rough fingers slathered in mouth lube.
"You've gotten better at blowjobs. Have you been practicing?" I asked rather cheekily.
"Who the hell would I do this with other than you, sir?" she asked.
Despite her tone, I could see the stiffening of her nipples and I could see how she squirmed her legs together. Clearly, Sothshore was getting aroused by this activity. The same...could be said for my mother as well.
I cast my gaze upon her and I was given the blessing to see and hear my mother moaning as she watched Ellen continue to make me hard for her. Liara also watched her with apt attention. I think I'm wrong again, but I think someone's lower lip was quivering.
"Yes, mother! Prepare yourself for me. Imagine me going over to my bed and fucking you with this thoroughly sucked cock from my beautiful slut over here. Does that turn you on, mother? Watching a woman prepare your son's hard cock for your wet cunt?"
My mother pushed the sheets of my bed with her outstretched legs as she continued jabbing her fingers into her pussy so vigorously that juices were fired into the air and across my floor.
"Tell me!" I commanded.
"Yes, Eric! Yes, sir! I like seeing my son's hard cock being prepared to fuck me! I love watching Sothshore tend to your dick like the greedy slut she is. Ooooooh yes! Mmmmmm FUCK!" My mother wailed. She pinched one of her nipples between her thumb and forefinger. She hissed and cried as she continued to pleasure herself.
Meanwhile, that confession might have lit something under Sothshore because damn if she didn't try to make me come with the best damn blowjob I had ever had in a while.
"I'd better hurry up with this damn cock of yours, Sir. Sounds like a needy bitch wants it," Ellen said. She swallowed my cock and grabbed my ass, pulling me as fr into her mouth as she could swallow. I held her blonde hair in the palm of my hand as she gorged, slurped, and sucked my dick like it would be the last time she would ever get to feel such a sensation.
I think at some point, we had forgotten than Liara was even in the room because Ellen wasn't one for dirty talk unless I had pulled it out of her. Yet, I could now see her plunging her own fingers into her sleeky cavern almost as vigorously as my mother.
"Mmmm, ummmph! Fwahhhhhh! I hate goading your damn ego, Sir, but it is nice to suck this cock sometimes," Ellen suddenly said to me.
"Aaaaaaah, yes, Ellen! Suck my son's cock! Make my son ready to fuck me! Then watch him fuck me!"
Ellen took me out of her mouth. My cock was slick with a thick sheen of saliva. Precum oozed from the bud of my dick and onto her tongue. She licked it up spectacularly.
"I think that's as hard as you're gonna get, Sir," Ellen said to me.
I kissed Ellen with as much passion as I would a long time lover. The feel of her hot breath against my skin drove me wild.
"Good girl. Now, go spread my mother's pussy for me. I want to see how wet she is," I replied.
Per my command, Ellen walked over to my bed. She then swatted my mother's hands away from her pussy. Just like back in Draegnar, I was blessed with the sight of two beautiful women, one on top of the other. It was enough to make me cum right then and there had I not the proper control.
Ellen smoothed her hands on my mother's thighs before she touched the outer walls of my mother's pussy. She gently pulled them apart which released a desperate, hot, needy pants from mother's lips.
"Here be your freshly prepared pussy, Sir. It's ready for your cock!" Ellen said.
It was true. I could see my mother with lust-clouded eyes. I could see the quivering inner walls of her cunt literally flowing with a waterfall of juice just ripe for the tasting. My cock lurched. I wanted to be inside that glorious hole that I was born from once again.
"Is that what you want, mother? You wish your son to bury his cock so far into you that I never want to leave?" I asked.
"Yes, Eric. Yes, Sir. Whatever you wish. It's your body. Do whatever you wish with it. Please, fuck me! Please fuck your personal cunt!" she answered.
I cannot begin to tell anyone how pleased it made me to hear those words uttered from the lips of my mother. However, as much as I wished to do just that, I also kept my nerve. There was obviously a reason I had brought these two in here.
"What do you think, Liara? Should I reward my mother for such a grand confession?" I asked.
I think I might have gotten Ilzahold off guard because she became aware that I had not forgotten her. There didn't seem to be any visible arousal on her face, but I could tell from the way her eyes seemed utterly stuck on the scene in front of her that she might have been at a loss for words.
A single breath felt like hours to us all before we heard Liara laugh.
"...You truly are a devious young man, Eric Drakclaw. Perhaps a man such as you should...reward such sensual efforts. I did mean what I said prior. I have always wished to study the taboos of society up close," she answered.
"Is that so?" I asked.
I walked over to my bed and moved between my mother's legs. Seas, I wanted to plunge into that waiting cunt. I could already see it in my mind's eye, the walls of my mother's pussy massaging my cock. I could see them milking me until I buried myself up to my balls against her ass.
It was so close and I was beginning to sweat. So I settled for the next best thing. I rubbed my cock between the opening folds of my mother's pussy. Seas, it felt so hot, so warm, and so tight. So hard was my cock that it almost felt painful. Like a famed treasure seeker just on the edge of a divine artifact, so too was I on the edge of losing my very mind.
"Well Liara, since you want to see me reward my mother, then why don't you...put my cock inside her," I told the witch.
If Ilzahold was surprised then she hid it well when she began walking towards my bed. Like a hawk, her eyes pierced the scene before her eyes until she smoothed her clothes and knelt on the floor.
"Eric Drakclaw, how bold...you are," she said. She then grabbed my cock, her touch making me grit my teeth behind my lips to keep the cum building in my balls from exploding into the air.
Thankfully, Liara did not wait for too long. Instead, she rubbed me for but a moment before she lined my cock with my mother's pussy. She then slid me inside.
"Mmmmm oooooooooooh! Oooh that feels nice. Eric, I love your cock!" My mother moaned as I watched her face morph into one of unbridled rapture. I could feel her walls clinging to me so hard that it was actually hard to go further in, but she kept pulling me and Liara kept pushing me in until my balls were literally stuck between the cheeks of my mother's ass.
"Heh, just look at her face. She be in the clouds," Ellen said with a laugh.
"The merging of not only two bodies, but two spirits, souls, and aura can create enough pleasure that no one can handle it all at once. Such a merging is very rare, but one of the most powerful between a parent and child," Liara said.
I leaned forward into my mother's ear. "I'm gonna fuck you now, mother. I'm gonna make you cum on my cock more times than we were first together," I told her.
"Oh fuck yes. Fuck me, Sir! Fuck me, you horny bastard!" she returned to me.
"Watch Ellen. Watch how I fuck my mother like a hungry man who has found a free meal. When I fulfill my promise to you after Delverhold, I'll do the same to you!" I swore. Ellen did not reply to me, but I could feel the blood circulating wildly in her chest at the thought.
I withdrew my cock enough for Sothshore and Ilzahold to see how much juice had drenched it from whence they had seen it last. I then plunged it back inside which expelled a shocked groan from my mother. I quickly found my own rhythm and began fucking her in front of Ellen and Liara.
"Ooooooh! Oh yes! Oh, fuck! Shiiiiiiit yes! Mmmmmm ahhhhh...ohhhhhhh! So...damn good!" My mother exclaimed as her arms wrapped around my back. I grunted and panted like a rabid animal. The flames of my lust were pierced and forced into the body of my mother. Her inviting pussy gripped my cock and massaged the nerves of my flesh tenderly.
"Ughhhh, do you know how long I've wanted this, mother? Every day, every night is a test of...argh...will to not bend you over....euuuuugh...and fuck you in front of the entire crew," I told her. My muscles exploded in my hips and my arms drew strength from my body. Every smack, every slap, every thrust, I made sure the bed thundered from them all.
"Yes! Ohhhh yes! Whatever you want, Eric! Fuck me in front of everyone! It's your body! Ooooooooh! Huuuuuuuuaaaaaaaaa, it's your pussy! FUCK! I'm gonna cum!" she squealed. I then felt her walls clench painfully as her second orgasm ripped through her body in such violent force that it splashed against Liara's face since she was so close.
"Mmmm, such a delectable ingredient,"
I opened my eyes just a moment to see Liara swipe her long fingers across her face and drink the fluids of my mother's ecstasy. Her eyes seemed just as hazy as my mother's and Ellen's, but there be a clarity there that the other two did not have.
I then turned back to my mother. "Ellen, I see two lonely tits. Tend to those," I said. Sothshore was quick to reply.
"Yes, sir" she answered. My blonde former businesswoman leaned her head down and took my mother's right breast in her mouth while her hands began working on mother's left breast.
"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK! Ooooooh seas! Oh, deep blue seas! Hahaaaaaaaaaah! Oooooooh fuck yesssssss!" My mother hissed while I continued to plunge deeper and deeper into her. My room was filled with the sound of lust and the smacking of flesh. The soles of her feet bounced off my ass before she tied her legs together which prevented any escape that I might have been thinking about.
"Do you know how good your pussy feels, mother? Bastards wish to fuck you. Bitches wish to eat you. Your voice could line the pockets of over a hundred brothels!"
She took great exception to my praise which only served to make her moan louder. She was so loud that we began hearing immense cheers from outside the ship.
Ellen circled her tongue around my mother's nipple while she fondled her other breast. Hot breath escaped Sothshore's mother against the nerves of my mother's chest as her blonde hair sprawled over mother's abdomen.
I groaned and moaned. Again, I felt like a beast of the wild. I kept plunging into this cunt to try and breed it if I could. I could feel the cum in my balls traveling through my cock just ready for the trigger to release it until it flooded and stained the walls of her glorious cunt with my seed.
Suddenly my eyes widened and my mother groaned as I felt something wet and hot playing with my balls. I looked down and I saw that Liara had quickly forgone the rest of subtlety and moved herself under my rocking pelvis to gently fondle my cum-filled sacs of skin.
"L...Liara!" I moaned as her soft hands cradled my balls. I had no doubt that the arousal from me and my mother was trailing down onto her face.
"Such glorious instruments for producing life. Filled with thousands of new souls ready to populate the world. Once released they will travel to the nearest carrier and, the woman shall breed them," she said.
Dammit, I could feel my legs grow weak. The thought of breeding my mother with my cum drove me to nigh insanity!
In the moment, I tore Ellen's attention from my mother and captured her lips with mine. Due to the nature of the position, Sothshore slid her sloppy cunt over my mother's mouth. I didn't even have to tell her what to do. Ellen moaned into my lips as my mother's tongue slipped up Sothshore's aroused pussy.
SLAP!
SLAP!
SLAP!
SLAP!
"Ugggggh, yeah! Fuck your mother licks a cunt good, Sir! D-Dammit! FUUUUUUUUUCK!" Ellen shouted as her own orgasm ripped through her as well. Her hips rocked over my mother's mouth like a damn wheel on the ground. This was just in time for my mother to shudder as her third orgasm pulsed through her body as well.
Through all of this activity, I kept thrusting. Between Liara's fondling, Ellen's kisses, and my mother's pussy, my brain was on sensory overload. So much pleasure was sent through my body that I couldn't even begin to truly describe what I was feeling. Every exploding nerve released shocks of lightning from my brain and to my dick.
"Ugggggh...ooooooooooh! Oh fuck, I love you mother. I fuckin' love you!" I cried. I didn't mind that she was a little preoccupied to answer me because her pussy answered for her. It tenderly wrapped around my girth just begging for the rising orgasm inside me.
I'm not sure how many orgasms Ellen and my mother went through, but I knew that I was close to cumming. I could feel the cum surging from my balls and into my cock.
"Mmmmmmm, OOOOMMMMPH! FUUUUUUUUOOOOOOOOOOH!" My mother moaned underneath's Ellen's tongue while Liara blew hot breath on my skin.
"Fuck, I'm gonna cum, mother!" I told her. I know I didn't specify where but judging from the way my mother wrapped her legs around me even tighter than before, it was obvious that I was not firing anywhere else but forward.
"Poooouuuuh! Inheeeed, shaaaair! ERIC!" she asked, pleaded, begged, me.
"Fuck yes! Cum inside her slutty pussy, Sir! Give this pussy-licking bitch so much cum no bath will get it all out!" Ellen reinforced.
"Yes, fulfill the final acts of taboo with your mother, Eric. I wish to see...the laws and rules of the world broken before my eyes. Please...,"
"FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" I roared and pushed my hips forward and into my mother's pussy.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!" My mother cried underneath Ellen as my cock pressed against something solid but only for a moment. It was then that all the cum that had been stored up in my balls exploded out from my cock and into my mother's soaking cunt.
My arms and legs were so clenched that I think my muscles cramped for a moment, but the pain was worth it.
I slowly pulled my cock out of my mother which earned one more moan from her before I was free. The last vestiges of my orgasm spilled from the open slit of my dick as I caught my breath. Ellen rolled off my mother and both laid on my bed pretty satisfied. How I wish I could do to Ellen what I had done to my mother, but that would definitely come with time. So would I as well.
As I caught my breath, I felt a hand touch my sensitive skin. I looked to the side and saw Liara holding my cum-soaked cock.
"Hmmm, as I have always believed, anyone is capable of finding new understanding. Eric Drakclaw, you truly are an interesting individual. I wish to rescind my earlier discourtesies. Might I please clean your cock, Sir?" Liara asked.
I took in this question for a good while. I doubt Liara and I had completely finished out business together. Perhaps how she had worded this question was just her reading the mood of the room, but I would not turn down the free invitation.
"You may," I replied.
Then, I beheld the glorious sight of Liara Ilzahold, the Witch of Draegnar, sucking my cock. I only wish the feeling could return so I could properly enjoy it, but what I could get was definitely pleasurable as well. She didn't aggressively attack my cock like Ellen did, and she wasn't even unsure of herself like Aesteal was.
Instead, she merely rolled my dick between her tongue and lips. It felt like five tongues were pleasing me simultaneously and that was enough to get me hard. I'm not even ashamed to say that it wasn't long before she had me at another orgasm. I clenched the bedsheets as my cum shot down her throat. She showed no physical signs of discomfort before she slowly removed her mouth from my cock. I was as clean as ever.
"Mmmm, I have not tasted such a rich flow of aura from one person before. Perhaps I hope more for my sake than yours that The Lost Isles of Delverhold lay upon the world. Thank you for your time, Sir," Liara said.
She then stood up and walked out of my quarters without another word. This left me with my mother and Ellen, both who fell asleep on my bed. I cursed the softness of my heart because I could not bear to wake them up. So, I put on my pants and continued to work at my desk under the afterglow of my experience.
I looked at the map I had been working on. My eyes gleamed with anticipation.
Next stop...Fiolomi, and the first son of a bitch from my former crew I know who lives there!
...Boreli Astell!