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  • Continued from the first Journey into the Emberlight Depths. Look at the first part for more information.

    (Original creator and roleplayer, Tikkit, who still owns the roleplay.)

    Previously...

    Delvin and Attalia soon found themselves on the way to the Golden Eyrie, as it wasnt that long of a journey. Meanwhile, Rare just asked a Gitterfur Hound about the whereabouts of the city of Nixstrite, to which she was going to divulge. Serpentia was flying twoards the city, wanting to fufill the next phase of her transformation. Will the duo of the miner and the spider lord seethe Beresad's anger? Will Serpentia complete her trials? And what is a Gitterfur Hound doing in Axototl? For love, romance, or combat? All these answers and more...in the Journey to the Emberlight Depths. Enter, if you dare...

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    • Perhaps a good start would be heading to the Golden Eyrie. It wasn't that long of a journey...

      "You must mean a Quetzl! Well, if you really want to follow her there, you just have to follow the southern road and eventually you'll get there." 

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    • Delvin and Attalia just headed put of the door, when they saw Rare enter the inn. Despite knowing Rare was more tgan capable of handling herself, sonething felt...off. "Attalia. Let's make a quick pit stop before we go. If we manage to get our ordeal done in a neat and quick fashion, it would be wise to obtain the information in regards to Nixtrite's location. Then from there we'll part ways with Rare and proceed to the Golden Eyrie, meeting the deadline of Bereaad's demand for showing up. Just hope he's in a good mood..."

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    • (Dramea?)

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    • (Hey, Dremea. You want to continue with us? Both Tikkit and I are here.)

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    • (Sorry, Just got on guys)

      "The southern-most road. OK, thank you, ma'am" Rare would say exiting the inn.  "Now which direction is the road... Ah! This way" she'd say, starting down the road towards Nixstrite.

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    • (So...we continuing on? Getting kind of slow here...)

      Delvin and Attalia reached the in where the saw Rare just leaving, heading down the southern-most road. "Well, looks like she got the info..." Delvin spoke, as Rare was quite a dustamce away, not hearing his words.

      "Well, lets get that info. Just cause it's famous dosen't mean we know where it is. Heck, it's not even on any map! And for good reasons, too..." Delvin spoke again, heading into the inn to acquire he inn, only to get a strange gaze from a certain Gliiterfur creature. "Uhh...ma'am? Excuse me for asking this...but where's Nixstrite? And what are you looking at? My face sure ain't clean, and the flies are more intersting than a mere guy asking questions."

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    • The Hound looks away. "Just go down the southern road." She sounded ashamed for some reason.

      Rare continues on, it was a boring trip there so far.

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    • "...? Hey, what's wrong? Did I say sonething offense...oh. It was my reply, huh..." Delvin spoke back, expressing regret at his choice of words. "...So, I guess I'm the idiot now, it seems..."

      Delvin sighed, knowing full well he may have broken a heart. "Well, Atralia, lets go to the Golden Eyrie."

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    • The Glitterfur Hound just went back to her sitting. Well, were they going to go to the Golden Eyrie through the east road?

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    • Delvin and Attalia went down the Eastern Road, beginning the trek to Beresad's lair.

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    • While Attalia and Delvin were approaching the massive hive of caves and tunnels that was the Golden Eyrie, Rare ended up seeing a group of Saurians riding winged serpents.

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    • 'I wonder where they're going' she thought, approaching the Saurians.  "Excuse me, gentlemen. I was just wondering where you were going with those beautiful winged creatures?" she'd ask, admiring the serpent's wings.

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    • Rare then noticed the armor they wore, and the symbol upon it. A cross enveloped in blue flame with a snake coiled around it. These were Blazefang Templars, famous for their hatred of demons and the corruption they bring.

      The Leader of the group turns his gaze to Rare. "You have until the count of ten to state your business you foul beast."

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    • Delvin and Attalia continued onwards, as the well paved road now turned into dirt and gravel, fitting to anyone under the assumption that the Eyrie had now been less frequently traveled.

      "...So, if Beresad just wants a single gold coin back, that should be enough to sway him over, right?" Delvin hopefully asked himself, unsure of the outcome of the visit.

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    • The two could see the slimy Dragon from before standing in front of the Golden Eyrie. Seeing them, she waves to the two.

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    • Gulping, Delvin speaks first. "I-Is he going to eat ME???"

      It was obvious to anyone that any dragon alone was threatening in its own right.

      "Look, if it's about the coin, we can repay him double." Attalia said, looking at the young miner, who had the look of fear on him.

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    • The slimy Dragon glared at the two who didn't reciprocate her wave. She then walked over to them. "Hello you two! Welcome to the Golden Eyrie."

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    • "S-Sorry about the wave. I know you're trying to greet us...but you're just here for business...and you're a daughter to Beresad, so I'm afraid...quite a bit, actually.." Delvin replied, apologizing for the rudeness as he tried to calm his nerves down.

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    • "I'm sorry. Foul beast?!" Rare asked, clearly upset with the insult. Her eyes started to glow their beautiful turquoise glow, as balls of energy formed in all four of her hands, "Now, you have until the count of ten to apologize, newt!" she'd retort, returning the insult.

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    • "C'mon! Clearly he isn't that bad if he has so many kids! And I'm not that bad, just the other day someone proposed to me! Clearly that means I'm somewhat approachable. Now let's go and meet dad!" She said with joy as she walks into the Golden Eyrie.

      He just draws his sword, as do the rest of his little group.

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    • "All right...I suppose." Delvin replied, thrown off balance by the unthinkable kind attitude one of his daughters, but at the same time, kept his guard up as he followed her with Attalia.

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    • "Fine. I hope you know exactly what you're getting into" she'd say, tossing the balls of energy towards the Saurians, which exploded on contact. "Epicnium!" she'd continue, create explosions following the previous ones.

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    • The Dragon leads them into the Golden Eyrie. They could see dozens of tunnels filled with Dragons, some mamono and some not, and some other tunnels filled with gold. Their current guide leads them down the center tunnel.

      The Winged Serpents carry them away from the magical blasts before they all charge her.

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    • "So...Hopefully this can be resolved peacefully." Delvin saod, trying to make small talk. "So, a slime dragon? Guess Gahrin must've broken a deal with Beresad in order to have...you. I don't rightfully recall sering a slime dragon as of yet down here, besides you, of course."

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    • The Dragon smiles. "Actually, my mother was the third High Lord of Violight. My memories of her are a bit fuzzy, but I remember her being the most beautiful Slimescale Siren to have ever lived. Only three of my sisters have a deity for a mother." She responded, leading them even deeper into the Golden Eyrie. They could see more tunnels filled with gold than before.

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    • "...And this is where Beresad starts his gold hoard, huh..." Delvin replied, as the cavernous walls started to show golden streaks along the path where they were going.

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    • "Well, it's really all throughout the Eyrie. But most of it is near him. SO, so you have any questions for me before we reach dad?" They were approaching a tunnel which was filled with a golden glow.

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    • "Well...why are you being so nice? Surely your dad is probably angry at the whole...predicament, so why greet us kindly? Aren't you loyal to your dad? I mean, not that there's anything wrong with being fond of family." Delvin replied, gulping once more in anxiousness with his next question. "Will he...I don't know...smush us like pancakes because of the problem at hand?"

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    • "Partially because I'm just a nice person, partially because I don't want to be rude to someone who might die in the next few hours. And try burning you and your home, and then taking everything of value from the area around it." She said with a strange amount of cheer considering her words before entering the cavern ahead.

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    • "..........." Delvin could only stare in silence as her words sunk in, putting a deep amount of hopelessness in situation at hand.

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    • Well, he and Attalia had best not keep Beresad waiting.

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    • "Well, Beresad awaits us." Attalia said, pushing Delvin as the two enter Beresad's cave.

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    • The two enter a gigantic cavern filled with gold and other precious metals and minerals. The two could see Beresad's head, his green eyes glowing brighter then any other source of light in the room. His scales were like black plates of steel, and could probably resist even the strongest siege weapons with ease. Most of his body was buried beneath gold and gems. He stared directly at Attalia, grinning with amusement.

      Standing in front of him were four mamono Dragons. One was the slimy one that brought them here. There were two that seemed to be related to some creature of Malicia, one having brilliant sapphire scales and the other having emerald scales. The Final Dragon looked to be another daughter of something associated with Gahrin, being made out of purple slime, though her form seemed rather solid except for the little drips of goo coming off of her.

      "Hello, I assume you two know why I have called you here. And I know that you know my name and who I am. Do you also know the names of my lovely daughters here?" Beresad asked, his voice laced with amusement.

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    • "...Um, pardon me, but this is the first time I've actually seen a deity, so forgive me if I'm a little...shaken up." Delvin replied, knowing that this meeting would shake anyone to its core. "But yes, we think we know why we have been summoned. It's in regards to the whole 'affair' that Attalia may have been a part of. As for your daughters...just who did you mingle with? I think you like Garhin's daughters as well as Malacia's, but I assume too much, I think. To be honest Mr.Beresad, Owner of the Golden Eyrie, I'm quite overwhelmed by all...this. Any mortal would. As is the fact that I haven't gotten the pleasure of knowing their names. Didn't seem right to ask, for such a lowly person as I."

      Attalia knew her words would anger Beresad, so she kept silent, letting Delvin do the talking.

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    • "Only one of these assembled isn't a direct result of an affair between me or one of the two lovely goddesses you have mentioned. The two beautiful girls born from Malicia are Isabella and Maria, while my wonderful daughter with Gahrin is Esmeralda. My final little girl is Angela." Beresad said all of this with pride, smiling at his daughters.

      "Now, onto business. Give me 50 gold coins Attalia and all of the animosity between me and your kin will be gone. At least on my part. Should you refuse however.... I imagine you know how flammable the Plaguewood is."

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    • ".....Delvin. The money." Attalia replied, speaking without words as the miner nodded, handing her the cash.

      Attalia would then place the 50 gold silently, as while her love for the rest of her family was minimal, but the Plaguewood was her original home. And that outweighed her opinions of the matter.

      "I...I hope that appeases you, Beresad. I just want this to end smoothly, without bloodshed. Virutela may be a quite...viretical god, but a war between you two would make everyone suffer. And less profitable, perhaps. Though it is not my place to judge. You have power, I don't. Simple as that." Delvin said, after Beresad claimed the bag, examining it closely as Delvin made absolutely sure to count it himself before handing it to Attalia, hoping it was enough.

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    • "Satisfactory. And while I have no problems with Viruletia I do have a problem with how annoying her children are. I'm glad none of my wonderful children have ended up like one of hers." He said. A gigantic claw emerged from the pile and took ten of the coins, while he left the rest to his daughters.

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    • "...Um, will that be all, Beresad, Golden Hoarder of Emberlight? Or are we allowed to take our leave? Unless there was something else you wanted..." Delvin gulped, once more eager to leave, but knowing that the miner needed his permission to leave before trying anything (which all Delvin wanted to do was exit in peace.)

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    • "Well, unless you know of someone who would marry my dear Esmeralda you may leave now. I do hope you change that pox-ridden spider you call a wife for the better, I say this partially out of a need to end in something other than asking something for one of my dear little girls."

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    • Rare would fly towards the Saurians, shooting beams of energy at them. "Onus" she'd say, as one of the serpents began to struggle to fly, slowly heading to the ground, though it flapped its wings furiously.

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    • "Well, I don't know if this applies or not...but I already have three lovers, not wives. Well, not offically, at any rate. But I'm sure I could squeeze room for one more, however, you have given permission for us to leave. And since I'm shaking in my boots at the moment, I just need some tine to...straighten myself out." Delvin replied, happy yet still worried of a possible worst outcome. "Attalia was born from Virutela, that much is true. She's quite secretive, but after thirteen years of rejecting suitors just to get me at the right age, it says a lot about her tastes in a man. A person, or mamono, can change. All it takes is time. Apologies for the waste of precious moments, but we must depart, as your sanctum is sacred in part of your stature. And a person like me wouldn't want to sully your domain longer than needed."

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    • That didn't stop the rest of the Saurians from reaching her, or from them attacking with their swords.

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    • "Just because she's good at hiding the rot and decay doesn't mean it's not there. I bid you farewell. And I hope you won't mind me sending Esmeralda over when I get her ready for her first time in centuries!" Said draconian slime seemed to be deeply embarrassed by her father's words.

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    • "That is true. But with time, who knows? Maybe it will wash away someday. But in terms of the visit, I don't see why not. Wait...did you say CENTURIES??? Just how OLD are you, because all if you still look youthful and pretty...well, aesthetically attractive to the opposite genders...never mind. But as for Es, if you don't mind me calling her that, I'm sure her 'first' will go smoothly, as I know she's pobably properly prepared. Well, See you!" Delvin replied back, waving as the duo started heading out.

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    • The sounds of Beresad fussing over his daughter faded away as the two made their way out of the Golden Eyrie. Well, that had been an interesting event...

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    • One of the Saurians had struck Rare on one of her arms, she hissed at the pain. "I swear you're going to pay for that. My beautiful limb!" she'd say, holding one of her other hands over her wound, causing the flesh underneath her hand to glow a green color. Utilizing her other hands, Rare would create a protective quintuple-layered bubble around herself, as a way to protect herself until she was fully healed.

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    • "Now on to Nixstrite! Hopefully Rare isn't in...Hmm? Uh oh..." Delvin said, now seeing a couple of winged sepemts, with the riders being a couple of Saurians. "...Well, fudge..."

      One of them sniffed the air, and smelled the scent of Rare on Delvin. "There! Demonic taint! Let us be rid of him, brother!"

      Firing on the defenseless Delvin, the first shot missed, grazing the entrance into the Golden Eyrie.

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    • The group turned their attention towards Delvin and Attalia, seeing as they had no means to break the barrier.

      Meanwhile, Beresad was putting the finishing touches upon his daughters image, telling her exactly how to appear to maximise her attractiveness.

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    • Delvin now hid inside the caves while Attalia began fighting them off, as the evident noises of chatter from Beresad and his daughters resounded. Focusing more on Delvin than Attalia, four of the serpent riders entered the complex, with Delvin dodging and weaving.

      "HELP!!!" Delvin cried out, hoping Attalia heard him, as he didn't want to disturb Beresad's time together.

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    • Rare had just finished healing herself, glancing at the Saurians heading straight for Delvin and Attalia. "Oh my..." she'd say, as her protective bubble had popped, Rare then flew straight as an arrow to Delvin. Once she was right behind the Saurians, Rare had directed all four of her hands to four out of the group's six members, "Pellentesque Web" shooting greyish-purple balls of spider-like webbing to the Saurians, sticking them to the walls of the cave, along with their serpents.

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    • Some of the residents of the Golden Eyrie watch with Amusement. Clearly, Beresad hasn't noticed the fighting inside of his home.

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    • Delvin, without thinking and doing by instinct, headed straight for Beresad's den. Locking the door behind him, audible bashes were heard as the miner tried to keep it closed. Within minutes, despite his efforts, the other two serpent riders got through, and one of them accidentally shot out a fireball, which headed to the one place Beresad wasn't even expecting...a dress made especially for Es, which got burned up in the misfire. If Beresad wasn't aware then, he was now keen on the events, growling not at Delvin (since he wasn't capable of magic), but at the two riders who've just realized they made a very terrible mistake. One that made him growl with deep fury at the symbolic Saurian purgers.

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    • Beresad's left claw shot out from the pile of gold, and it completely eviscerated one of the Blazefang Templars. "Oh. Uhm... Say hi to Ascendare for me!" He said to the remaining one as he began to run. "Well, I suppose you'll have to just use your slime to give off the illusion of wearing that beautiful dress... "

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    • "...If you'll allow me, I can repair the dress if you like. All arachnae are expert seamstresses, since we are able to use the threading on a daily basis." Attalia replied, hastily rushing to Delvin's side as she saw the tattered dress.

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    • "No, I'd rather you not." Beresad said, before contemplating the mangled mess of a Blazefang Templar.

      Esmeralda had managed to completely copy the dress, and it only made her even more beautiful.

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    • "Sorry...*coughs a little as he got up from the debris', I had no idea that those Blazefang Templars were nearby." Delvin replied. Feeling the effects of being knocked out of commission.

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    • Esmeralda went over to him to tend to his wounds. Also planning to shower him in slimy pleasure while she was with him.

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    • At this point, Rare had finished fighting against the Saurians and walked over to Delvin and Attalia. "What's going on here?"

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    • "...Wow...it feels so good. Just who exactly did propose to you?" Delvin asked, feeling traces of pleasure coming from Esmeralda.

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    • "You're thinking about Angela, my younger sister." Esmeralda said, as a tentacle began to form from her slime. It slowly made its way towards his spirit energy fountain.

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    • "Long story short, business is resolved. Delvin? Not so much, as the Blazefang Templars burned up Esmeralda's special dress, our honey getting treated by her." Attalia replied to Rare.

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    • "...Sorry. head must be still a bit woozy...? Wait, are you going to milk me?" Delvin said, having regained enough strength to look at the tentacle, sighing heartily. "Just be careful, okay? Still in rough shape here."

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    • "Oh. Are you OK, Delvin?" Rare would ask, turning her attention to Delvin, who was being pleasured by Esmerelda. "Also, who's this? A new member of our little harem?"

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    • The tentacle wrapped around him and began stroking. It was perhaps some of the greatest pleasure he had ever felt, the only thing daring to be better being that first night with Attalia and Serpentia.

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    • "So, I take it you kinda want me, huh?" Delvin asked, unsure of the slime dragon's answer.

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    • "Yes..." She said as she continued to stroke. He felt revitalized by the touch of her tentacle.

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    • Grabbing her buttcheeks, no matter how slimy they were, Delvin girnned wholeheartedly as he looked at her. "Well, I hope you don't mind having a couple of other girls in our group..."

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    • Esmeralda seemed a bit nervous about the idea of having to share with others. But that didn't stop her from bringing him pleasure.

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    • "Hey...don't worry. I'm sure it'll all work out in the end." Delvin replied, noticing Esmeralda's small tint of nervousness.

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    • Esmeralda wasn't really comforted by his words. Meanwhile, another tentacle of slime began to stroke his two orbs.

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    • "Ooh, She's talented" Rare would complement, admiring Esmerelda's technique pleasuring Delvin.

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    • "...s...so good..." Delvin replied, feeling her touch.

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    • That only earned himself an intensification of the stroking from the two tentacles.

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    • "...U-Um...I hope you don't mind, but I kinda am enjoying the moment here..." Delvin replied, noticing the other two. "Don't worry, there's plenty to go around."

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    • "Actually, I'm fine. I just want to get to Serpentia as soon as possible, I wonder what she has to go through in order to transform" Rare would reply, "You three have fun together"

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    • Esmeralda just watched as she tried to coax out his spirit energy, rather annoyed at his inability to give it to her.

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    • "A...A...AAAAH!!!" Delvin said, feeling his liquid stuff beginning to release.

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    • "Thank you Mr." Esmeralda said to Delvin as the spirit energy mixed with the slime. Delvin felt completely revitalized by the experience, a testament to the divine slime that made up Esmeralda.

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    • "Well, thanks, I guess." Delvin replied, getting back up as his energy was replenished. "So...off to Nixstrite we go!"

      Delvin then Attalia then waved goodbye, smiling at the family of Beresad, at leadt in Delvin's case. Atfalia, not so much...

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    • Beresad let out a short burst of green flame, directing it at Attalia. It didn't go far enough to be threatening, but the intention to intimidate was shown.

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    • And with that, Attalia jumped a little, but the duo made tracks out of the Golden Eyrie, catching up to Rare in thr process as they were heading to Nixstrite, all of them knowing Serpentia was doing something that required her to be in that city for her next tramsformation.

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    • "I wonder what a Glitterscale Coatl looks like" Rare would wonder.

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    • The group would continue down the road. They still had a few days to go.

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    • After a few days, the group would appear before a sparkling city made entirely out of glorious glittering crystals. "Welcome to Nixstrite, the Crystal City. Now, where is Serpentia?" Rare would ask, climbing off of Attalia as she was on her abdomen for a few hours. "By the way, thank you for the ride Attalia"

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    • The gate into the city was protected by two golems made out of Crystal.

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    • "Hello, ladies. May we enter peacefully?"

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    • "Pay the toll." One of them said in a monotone voice.

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    • "Well, that ain't friendly..." Delvin said, looking at the two curvaceous golem girls.

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    • "Its not friendly to not pay the ten gold toll." The other one responded.

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