"I see, that's an interesting property however, I never seen a dryad with such energy readings." She observes while taking a closer look at the apple. "And this is what you made the pies of correct? I didn't really have the chance to make any closer analyze..."
"Maybe." Megan shrugs, "I just dropped off here so I haven't found her just yet. Going to do something about that though before she whores up half the population. Any clue where she might decide to start her little prostitution ring around here?"
Wenomir rubs his chin. Normally I'd say Red Zone of Inside, but if she targets rich, influential people she wouldn't have much to do there... The Gambling League of Gambling would be the most logical place for her to start hunting.
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"Curious, I wonder what creates their effect. You and other fey seem to be immune to it while others who eat them take on fey-like features." She says while eyeing the apple. "Eldritch energy can't normally be produced by terrestrial nor aether-based lifeforms. Very strange, then again, you aren't from my world so that could explain it."
"The... gambling league of gambling? Some sort of casino? Sounds like her." Megan says while crossing her arms underneath her chest, looking thoughtful. "It's a place to start I guess, any other places she might be if she isn't there? I'm going to need address's and stuff."
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Cessie shakes her head, "Nevermind. May I take one of your apples? This might need further study."
Apart from that... well, Trog's Tavern, Black Dragon's Den and Dancing Fox Inn are the local bars. Those are always common hunting ground for seducers. Wenomir will give Megan the adresses.
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"As long as you don't get tired I could take a couple more for testing. A question however, how long until he apples start go rot? Are you aware of any other unusual properties with them?" Cessie asks.
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"Right, I better write this all down then. Thanks for the help..." She pauses a moment. "Wenomir right? In any case, going to burrow your showers a bit and I will be one my way."
Terrie thinks about that while she creates a few more apples for Cessie, "I always use my apples before too long, so I don't know about rot. I don't know anything else."
At the end of it, Cessie will find herself with a total of seven apples, including the one she had from before this post.
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"Great, thanks Terrie. Now remember to tell everyone about what happens if you eat the apples before you give them to anyone. It's very important okay?" She informs the dryad.
Hey, weren't there just fey around here a while ago? Where'd they all get to?
Oh, she must have overslept again. Pity. Well, she's up now, and booooooored. Time to go see what that tower thing over there is all about. It seems like every time she closes her eyes these people start building something.
A crystal clear pool in the forest bubbles cheerily, fighting against gravity and rising in the form of a shimmering blue serpent. The elemental snake slithers to the shore and, as it crosses onto the dry earth, changes form again. A long slender leg touches the springy earth, revelling in the feel of the moss between her toes.
"Hmm... well then! Time to go!" The nereid, bare except for a shawl of gossamer resting over one shoulder, starts off towards Watchtower, heedless of the flinty stones and spiny twigs beneath her feet.
Her tan arm brushes against a birch tree as she passes it, and clear, soapy green eyes twinkle at the sensation as her long ears twitch. This tree was not in her forest the last time she woke, and yet it was so tall already! Just how long had she been asleep?
The nereid may feel something light land on her head.
"Hey lady. Watcha doin'?"
Oh dear. A gloaming seems to be attempting to grab onto her hair so that he doesn't fall down.
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Well would you look at that, it seems she didn't miss all the other fey after all. The nereid will reach up and attempt to pluck the gloaming off her head by the scruff of its neck, depositing it in her hand if she's successful.
"Well hello there small one. Where are all the other fey? I was roused from my slumber by a wedding, but when I awoke none were about." The nereid seems unperturbed by the little fey's presence.
Although, looking at the water nymph will produce quite the effect, as her unnatural beauty attempts to enthrall whatever casts their eyes upon her, assuming they would find her form appealing to begin with. It's unknown how this will affect the gloaming.
The gloaming smiles widely up at the Nereid, "I was playing in the trees. Do you want to play a game, pretty lady?" The attraction doesn't quite work on this gloaming, thankfully, since she is both female and heterosexual.
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"I'd love to, but I'm afraid it's been so long since I've played any games, I forget the rules. You'll have to be patient with me as I learn." The nereid smiles back down at the gloaming, and reaches out with a finger to stroke her little head. Such nice green hair.
Well that's a switch, a willing target for gloaming games!
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The gloaming grins, "I'll take three things from you. You get to take three things from me! Whether these are the same three things is up to you! Just follow me down the hole."
The gloaming girl will reach into the nereid, pulling out three glowing white orbs before leaping down to the ground and making off in the direction of something that looks much like a gopher hole, but likely isn't. she'll vanish down it rather quickly.
The Nereid, though, will suddenly find herself missing hair, her voice, and her gender
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The gloaming grins, "I'll take three things from you. You get to take three things from me! Whether these are the same three things is up to you! Just follow me down the hole."
The gloaming girl will reach into the nereid, pulling out three glowing white orbs before leaping down to the ground and making off in the direction of something that looks much like a gopher hole, but likely isn't. she'll vanish down it rather quickly.
The Nereid, though, will suddenly find herself missing hair, her voice, and her gender
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Oh my, that was rather unexpected. The now decent, although still unclothed, nereid will follow the gloaming down the gopher hole, an interested look on... their face.
They will peer around, looking for the little gloaming and their lost orbs, wondering just how to play this game of vague rules and thievery.
Inside the hole is much more spaciaous than the entrance would suggest. speaking of which, it must have been magic that got the ungendered nereid down here.
and she'll find herself looking at an amazing pile of gloaming orbs, "All you have to do is pick! You can keep picking until you find what you like!"
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Inside the hole is much more spaciaous than the entrance would suggest. speaking of which, it must have been magic that got the ungendered nereid down here.
and she'll find herself looking at an amazing pile of gloaming orbs, "All you have to do is pick! You can keep picking until you find what you like!"
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The nereid would say something in return, of course, possibly about how inventive this little game was, but of course one of the things they're choosing is a new voice.
Ah well, they'll nod in agreement instead, and hope the gloaming gets the message.
Running a hand over their now bald head, the nereid will pick up two orbs, inspecting each carefully. Finding them completely identical, they shrug and just shove them into their chest, curious as to what they'll turn out like.
The first orb grants the nereid hair once more; great, thick, luscious locks that hang down to their waist. The hair is still the original hair color they had, of course.
The second orb will grant the Nereid an incredibly feminine body, with amazing and huge curves. As a matter of fact, the sudden weight may be surprising.
The gloaming girl simply sits against a wall, giggling madly at the transformations
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The first orb grants the nereid hair once more; great, thick, luscious locks that hang down to their waist. The hair is still the original hair color they had, of course.
The second orb will grant the Nereid an incredibly feminine body, with amazing and huge curves. As a matter of fact, the sudden weight may be surprising.
The gloaming girl simply sits against a wall, giggling madly at the transformations
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How marvelous! The nereid leans against a nearby wall, her new center of balance taking quite a bit to get used to. Then, experimentally, she steadies herself upright and gives a little jump.
Bouncy!
The wavy hair is also appreciated, fingers running through it delicately and admiring its smooth texture. She really lucked out here.
Time for the third thing, her voice. Without any hesitation, the nereid will pick up the closest orb and shove it into her greatly enhanced chest, giving a brief mental hope that her luck will hold.
Then the burst of delighted giggles coming from her will sound extremely out of place. After she calms herself down, she puts on her best gruff face and tries to get into character.
"Listen pally, I'se appreciate what you'se done fer me so far, so I aint gunna belt ya one fer this, if ya let me have another go with the voice, ya dig? Otherwise... kapow!" She plants a fist into her palm with a loud smack, and then descends into another series of innapropriate gigglefits.
Hm, now how to ask for a voice... the nereid has no idea how this works, and she could be pulling anything out of that pile. While dumb luck got her two out of three, it's time to be more cautious.
The nereid bends way down, trying to get on a closer level with the gloaming girl, and points at her throat, raising her hand so the gloaming can see it clearly. Then she waves a hand at the massive pile of orbs and shrugs. Finally, she points at the gloaming, then taps her temple, indicating that she thinks the fey has a better idea of where to look than she does.
Hopefully that's all clear. She forgets the rules of charades almost as much as she does the less traditional feyish games.
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