Monster Girl Quest: The Ecchi Returns! (IC, Semi-Open)

[Hetland 2]

Unfortunately when Nomi got out from under her feet, and she took a few steps on the ground to balance on... completely forgot what she was doing. She looked baffled at the fox woman. "Who are you? Why're you on the ground?" She scratched head with her wing, looking at the woman with just the most confused look. "You should get off the ground. It's dirty."

[The Flame Dawn]

Unfortunately when Nomi got out from under her feet, and she took a few steps on the ground to balance on... completely forgot what she was doing. She looked baffled at the fox woman. "Who are you? Why're you on the ground?" She scratched head with her wing, looking at the woman with just the most confused look. "You should get off the ground. It's dirty."

Nomi had an annoyed and flustered look on her face as she got up and frantically looked around her mistress. After a few moments of not being able to find Theo she sat back down on the ground and quietly cried to herself, having lost her mistress and stuck in the overwhelming city.

[Hetland 2]

Sylvia frowned, trying to remember what the proper thing to do when someone was crying was. After a bit of thinking she remembered, "That's right! You gotta comfort them." Sylvia happily trotted halfway back before stopping and cocking her head again. "Huh? Why are you crying? Did you lose your momma?"

[The Flame Dawn]

Sylvia frowned, trying to remember what the proper thing to do when someone was crying was. After a bit of thinking she remembered, "That's right! You gotta comfort them." Sylvia happily trotted halfway back before stopping and cocking her head again. "Huh? Why are you crying? Did you lose your momma?"

Nomi continued to cry but had began to stop as the harpy walked over to her. She tensed up and expected the harpy to land on her again but when she cocked her head and asked where her mamma was she was annoyed.

"She isn't my mamma," Nomi said as she gave a quick sniffle, "she's my mistress and it's your fault I lost her..."

[Shyluz]

Nomi had an annoyed and flustered look on her face as she got up and frantically looked around her mistress. After a few moments of not being able to find Theo she sat back down on the ground and quietly cried to herself, having lost her mistress and stuck in the overwhelming city.

Nomi didn't see the crater from where the rabbit had jumped in surprise, apparently. Nor did she see the plummeting Theo, falling from the solid sixty feet she'd shot into the sky. She sure as hell would see her landing though, considering how she slammed into the brick road, a rose of brick shards surrounding her as she landed between the phoenix and the cloaked kitsune. She looked up ominously, though one couldn't see her eyes. One could sense the rage and fury boiling inside the orbs. "I hate surprises, phoenix." She said, her voice gravelly, and prepared for a fight.

[The Flame Dawn]

Nomi's face turned into one of joy as she gave Theo a great big hug.

"Mistress," she joyfully shouted, "I thought I lost you and I was really sad and stuff but now I've found you so I feel better!"

Her tail waged back and forth in joy as she continued to embrace her mistress.

[Shyluz]

Nomi's face turned into one of joy as she gave Theo a great big hug.

"Mistress," she joyfully shouted, "I thought I lost you and I was really sad and stuff but now I've found you so I feel better!"

Her tail waged back and forth in joy as she continued to embrace her mistress.

Badassery is universally acknowledged to be hard countered by spontaneous hugs.

This was one of those times for Theo. In a split second, the glow of destruction was gone from her eyes, and was replaced by a nervous chuckle. "Nomi... don't call me Mistress, you're not a slave, we're partners. You and me. I'd never leave you behind. Also -- you groping my tail... it's..." Theo's face went into a crimson hue, and her body shuddered. "An erogenous zone..."

[Siliarba]

Azella Animahalitus

Dinner was all good and well, but it became time to go to the capital, there was some announcement about to happen there after all. And I don't have anything better to do in any case. One thing dragon form was still good for, flying goes a lot better as a dragon then as a wingless pink 2 legged creature. Turning in to my black dragon self I flew off to the capital. I wasn't among the largest black dragons, but I was among the fastest and strongest ones, and not just because only a few existed, a dragon grows stronger with age and female ones are in general more agile than stronger.

After a few minutes of flying I landed inside the city turning back to my fleshy pink form. "So now what?" I spoke to myself, didn't really have any idea of what to do until the speech would occur after all.

[Hetland 2]

Nomi's face turned into one of joy as she gave Theo a great big hug.

"Mistress," she joyfully shouted, "I thought I lost you and I was really sad and stuff but now I've found you so I feel better!"

Her tail waged back and forth in joy as she continued to embrace her mistress.

Badassery is universally acknowledged to be hard countered by spontaneous hugs.

This was one of those times for Theo. In a split second, the glow of destruction was gone from her eyes, and was replaced by a nervous chuckle. "Nomi... don't call me Mistress, you're not a slave, we're partners. You and me. I'd never leave you behind. Also -- you groping my tail... it's..." Theo's face went into a crimson hue, and her body shuddered. "An erogenous zone..."

Watching the sudden embrace of the two girls, Sylvia in a rare moment of recollection, actually remembered what she had been doing and spread her crimson wings and with a mighty flap, propelled herself into the air, landing with a foot on each of the women's shoulders before being called out to by the fish seller. "Miss Bright, Land on my shoulder today and I'll give you some fresh salmon." At the word salmon her head quickly turned to him and she flapped her wings and landed on the buff man's shoulders, "You're not lying right Mr. Fisher?" He gave a hearty laugh and handed her a salmon which she gripped in one of her feet, dexterously putting it in the bag she carried. "Thanks!" She flapped her wings excitedly before taking off the land back on Theo's shoulders this time.

[Nekronia]

A lady walked down the street with an umbrella propped over her shoulder, to keep a cool shade over herself. The woman was in a fancy outfit, although this wasn't exactly a good time to look like a noblewoman when walking a street in the poor part of town. As she passed by an alleyway, the woman was suddenly snatched from the street and yanked into the secrecy of the alley. Unsurprisingly, a hairy man towered over her and demanded her valuables, unless she felt like losing a few organs. "I'm sorry, but my fuck capacity is somewhere between 'eunuch' and 'chaste' right now."

The vulgar lady turned to leave, but the mugger took a step after her and into her umbrella's shadow.

Abigail left the crime scene sated and satisfied, with a pale throatless corpse slam-dunked into a now-closed wooden compost bin behind her. After having nonchalantly murdered someone 'in self-defense' in a secluded alleyway without witnesses, the vampire resumed walking towards her original destination: the queen's speech. Whatever was on the news that day sounded like it was gonna be big, so Abigail was tuning in, just in case it was anything interesting to her. There was a large crowd already, but the only thing of note to Abigail that she could see at that moment was a large group of hippies shouting about hugging trees or something. Abigail didn't particularly care about saving the forest, so she just waited under her umbrella for the queen to show up.

[Bentus]

Something of a berth seemed to form ahead of Elinara as she made her way down the busy city streets. Pedestrians steered clear of her path and mothers pulled their children close, barely disguised whispers and glances following the arachne wherever she went. Elinara made no effort to subdue the clicking of her eight legs on the cobblestone road, although the loud cacophony of sounds emanating from the bustling plaza up ahead practically drowned out her footsteps. The sharp, menacing appendages of her lower body lead to her dark abdomen, Elinara’s impressive bulk allowing her to tower over the rodents that scurried around so as not to obstruct her passage. However, if one were brave enough to allow their eyes to wander, they would see that the hard, exoskeleton-like carapace seemed to morph itself into a soft, paler texture as it stretched up to Elinara’s torso, eventually revealing the lithe upper body of a woman.

A few courageous – or foolish, depending on how you looked at it – souls paused their gazes on some of the more appealing features on display, yet even they were perturbed by the contemptible scowl that had etched itself onto the arachne’s face. Despite only having been in the city for the day, Elinara had already come to the conclusion that she loathed it to its core. Every alley, every building, every stall seemed to reek of the stifling stench that the humans seemed so oblivious to. The tall structures and domineering walls were almost suffocating to the monster. Elinara couldn’t comprehend why the humans seemed so willing to pack themselves in ever tighter against one another, entrapping themselves in their cages of concrete without so much as a peek of objection. It was sickening to the extreme, and only reinforced what she had always known about the hairless rodents.

A subtle rumble sounded from Elinara’s belly, causing her scowl to only deepen as her hunger was brought to the fore. The smells wafting over from the stalls in the main plaza – fresh meats, both cooked and raw – did little to alleviate her discomfort. It was all the humans’ fault, of course, their unnatural custom of refusing to grant the stronger what they desired. The sight of all the tempting delicacies, sitting (or standing) ripe for the taking not an arm’s length from her, and yet Elinara was denied her evolution-given right to gorge herself on a meal. Frustrated, the arachne tore her gaze back to the road before her.

Stay focused, the sooner I find the Queen the sooner I can leave this cesspit.

There was, of course, a reason why Elinara was forcing herself to endure the torture of the overcrowded settlement; and it was, perhaps unsurprisingly, entirely the humans’ fault as well. She could have been lounging comfortably back in her cave, in her territory where everything else knew its place beneath her. Meals were plentiful and she could enjoy herself in the blissful solitude of isolation. Or at least she used to be able to, before the stupid rodents kept barging in where they weren’t wanted.

The chorus of chants that had floated in the air had focused itself by the time Elinara entered into the main plaza proper. Protestors wielding placards and passionate speeches occupied the space as they demanded the attention of anyone in earshot. Usually, Elinara would have simply ignored their petty concerns, but this time she found her interest piqued. The arachne had little patience for lumberjacks or hunters, their kin being the very ones who made it their priority to breach the more-than-reasonable boundaries to her dominion in larger numbers with each passing day. Still, she had to stifle a laugh at the hypocrisy of the protestor’s feigned ignorance: what else had they expected from the humans? The rodents were driven by greed and an inability to comprehend their own inadequacy to claim whatever fell under their gaze. She could almost pity the monsters who had not chosen to act before it had become too late.

[Barapam]

The crowd was getting unruly and more irritated as the plaza was filled with more people (including two (!) dragons and an arachne), and some were feeling provoked by the sheer presence of the City Guard. Marit tried to remain calm upon her moose and told the flock of protesters to keep together, but small groups had already begun to drift away on their own. It was too late when the huldra saw the first blow.

A hunter had smacked down a disagreeing bystander, and within seconds more fistfights erupted. At the same time, some protesters, and even city boys (who just joined in for the "fun", and didn't care at all about the protest), started to throw fruits and eggs at the guards, screaming and booing.

It was wild. Uncontrolled. Marit ordered them to stand down, but no one listened. Stupid fuckers. They ruined everything!

She had to do something, and kicked the moose into motion with her feet to his sides, and rode out to round them up like cattle. It was the quickest solution. Unfortunately, she herself accidently managed to knock a city guard to the ground, a red haired woman, as she rushed forward.

"I'm sorry!" she called after her, but her voice drowned in the noise. This was not how it was supposed to go!

[Hyperfornax]

After some minutes of walking, Fiorella managed to reach the plaza and was quite surprised to find it very populated and... in an obvious state of violence. There were several things worth noting, like dragons, an Arachne in the middle of the crowd or a moose-riding girl trying to calm down the conflict. The Alraune, confused, simply stood where she was, looking at the different things happening around her.

"Humans are weird" she thought "Even when they socialize with themselves they're violent. Perhaps I should try to... Calm them down?" While pointlessly pondering whether to do it or not, she started releasing a sweet scent which slowly, but surely, spread through the plaza. Hopefully, it would stop the fights.

[The Flame Dawn]

Nomi's face turned into one of joy as she gave Theo a great big hug.

"Mistress," she joyfully shouted, "I thought I lost you and I was really sad and stuff but now I've found you so I feel better!"

Her tail waged back and forth in joy as she continued to embrace her mistress.

Badassery is universally acknowledged to be hard countered by spontaneous hugs.

This was one of those times for Theo. In a split second, the glow of destruction was gone from her eyes, and was replaced by a nervous chuckle. "Nomi... don't call me Mistress, you're not a slave, we're partners. You and me. I'd never leave you behind. Also -- you groping my tail... it's..." Theo's face went into a crimson hue, and her body shuddered. "An erogenous zone..."

Nomi hastily took a step back and had a nervous look on her face.

"Sorry mistress," the young fox replied, "I'm just so used to having a master I always refer to someone as one." She quickly had a cheerful look on her face as she grabbed her tail and gave it a big hug. "So should we make our way to the speech with the ugly queen or should we stay behind and see if we can't get fish!"

[Finsternia]

Agrona stood amongst the crowd, annoyed at the hunters and lumberjacks. She raised her voice and joined with the voices of those who are against the practices of the hunters and lumberjacks. "GET OUT OF OUR FORESTS AND MOUNTAINS! YOU ARE NOT WELCOME AND PROBABLY WE ARE GOING TO EAT YOU! The hunters and lumberjacks' shouts came to a halt when they saw the dragon. "She's the Fury of Fire!" "What is she doing here?" "Is the Capital going to burn soon?" Agrona just slapped her forehead for the reaction. The Guards are in tense due to the presence of the 2 dragons and the arachne. She spied the dragon and the arachne, well distanced from the crowd. She went to them with haste.

[Raktio]

Delia had already arrested a cutpurse and a mugger before the riot broke out. She heard the first punch land before the others joined in, so she intended to arret the one who started it. Using her superior senses, physical prowess, martial arts, and her City Guard nightstick, she knocked some senses into the rioters by knocking them out of their senses. Any thrown projectile which came her way, was plucked out of the air before being hurled straight back thrower.

She'd been busy dispatching of two fighters, when a moose took her by surprise as it ended up charging past her, and knocking her over. As she stood up, she got a good lock at the rider's backside. Moose riders tended to stand out so she figured she'd get the rider later, but she needed to get the riot initiator first. The quickly accelerating fight was being slowed down by the fact that already many of the first stage rioters had been subdued by herself or another guard on duty.

[Barapam]

It took a while, but the protest gradually became more and more peaceful again, much thanks to the City Guard who successfully had arrested many of the rioters. Even though there was still anger among the peasants, they stayed in place as Marit circled around them. She was just as angry herself, but made an example by remaining calm even as the blood boiled inside her. But she was almost as mad at the violent objectors as she was at the logging company that threatened her home.

Her position on the moose back gave her a good view, and she looked around to see if she could see the hunter that had instigated the flare-up. She gritted her teeth when she spotted him. "You!" she pointed at him. "Come here!"

He obeyed. For the people who lived in the woods, there were few things scarier or more dangerous than a furious huldra. And indeed, he didn't even dare to look at her. He knew that he had angered her, and he feared her curse. Many of the protestors and city folks around fell quiet, anxious about what would happen next. Marit stared at him, but said nothing.

Then she grabbed his arms and pulled him up on the moose, and laid him across its back, face down. He was heavy, and her face turned red when she dragged him up, which made her look even angrier. Next she took off his trousers, and started to spank him.

"BAD BOY!!! THAT WAS A VERY NAUGHTY THING TO DO!!!" she yelled at him as her hand landed hard over and over again on his butt cheeks, and the hunter yelped.

[Siliarba]

Something of a berth seemed to form ahead of Elinara as she made her way down the busy city streets. Pedestrians steered clear of her path and mothers pulled their children close, barely disguised whispers and glances following the arachne wherever she went. Elinara made no effort to subdue the clicking of her eight legs on the cobblestone road, although the loud cacophony of sounds emanating from the bustling plaza up ahead practically drowned out her footsteps. The sharp, menacing appendages of her lower body lead to her dark abdomen, Elinara’s impressive bulk allowing her to tower over the rodents that scurried around so as not to obstruct her passage. However, if one were brave enough to allow their eyes to wander, they would see that the hard, exoskeleton-like carapace seemed to morph itself into a soft, paler texture as it stretched up to Elinara’s torso, eventually revealing the lithe upper body of a woman.

A few courageous – or foolish, depending on how you looked at it – souls paused their gazes on some of the more appealing features on display, yet even they were perturbed by the contemptible scowl that had etched itself onto the arachne’s face. Despite only having been in the city for the day, Elinara had already come to the conclusion that she loathed it to its core. Every alley, every building, every stall seemed to reek of the stifling stench that the humans seemed so oblivious to. The tall structures and domineering walls were almost suffocating to the monster. Elinara couldn’t comprehend why the humans seemed so willing to pack themselves in ever tighter against one another, entrapping themselves in their cages of concrete without so much as a peek of objection. It was sickening to the extreme, and only reinforced what she had always known about the hairless rodents.

A subtle rumble sounded from Elinara’s belly, causing her scowl to only deepen as her hunger was brought to the fore. The smells wafting over from the stalls in the main plaza – fresh meats, both cooked and raw – did little to alleviate her discomfort. It was all the humans’ fault, of course, their unnatural custom of refusing to grant the stronger what they desired. The sight of all the tempting delicacies, sitting (or standing) ripe for the taking not an arm’s length from her, and yet Elinara was denied her evolution-given right to gorge herself on a meal. Frustrated, the arachne tore her gaze back to the road before her.

Stay focused, the sooner I find the Queen the sooner I can leave this cesspit.

There was, of course, a reason why Elinara was forcing herself to endure the torture of the overcrowded settlement; and it was, perhaps unsurprisingly, entirely the humans’ fault as well. She could have been lounging comfortably back in her cave, in her territory where everything else knew its place beneath her. Meals were plentiful and she could enjoy herself in the blissful solitude of isolation. Or at least she used to be able to, before the stupid rodents kept barging in where they weren’t wanted.

The chorus of chants that had floated in the air had focused itself by the time Elinara entered into the main plaza proper. Protestors wielding placards and passionate speeches occupied the space as they demanded the attention of anyone in earshot. Usually, Elinara would have simply ignored their petty concerns, but this time she found her interest piqued. The arachne had little patience for lumberjacks or hunters, their kin being the very ones who made it their priority to breach the more-than-reasonable boundaries to her dominion in larger numbers with each passing day. Still, she had to stifle a laugh at the hypocrisy of the protestor’s feigned ignorance: what else had they expected from the humans? The rodents were driven by greed and an inability to comprehend their own inadequacy to claim whatever fell under their gaze. She could almost pity the monsters who had not chosen to act before it had become too late.

Azella Animahalitus

This place was boring, people are boring, protestors are boring, even the other monsters here were boring. Nothing to do except wait and look and look and wait. And I can't even sit down doing it because like hell I'm sitting on the ground or one of those filthy unclean benches. I shiver just thinking about it. But I have to find something to interact with or somewhere I could wait in comfort, I hate this place. Not that far away I noticed an arachnid monster, she looked as discomforted as me, not that that was surprising I find it hard to believe anyone can really enjoy this place. But she did look comfortable, surely she wouldn't mind assisting someone like me, she surely realizes she's beneath me and will offer me anything I desire, like a good servant should.

I walked over to her and quickly introduced myself "Hi, I'm Azella, and I'm bored, and annoyed, and without a place to sit, but you look comfortable so you can assist me with that." And before even waiting for a reply I basically jumped on the arachnid part of her body and took a seat "Thank you for your service, whoever you are."

[Hetland 2]

Badassery is universally acknowledged to be hard countered by spontaneous hugs.

This was one of those times for Theo. In a split second, the glow of destruction was gone from her eyes, and was replaced by a nervous chuckle. "Nomi... don't call me Mistress, you're not a slave, we're partners. You and me. I'd never leave you behind. Also -- you groping my tail... it's..." Theo's face went into a crimson hue, and her body shuddered. "An erogenous zone..."

Nomi hastily took a step back and had a nervous look on her face.

"Sorry mistress," the young fox replied, "I'm just so used to having a master I always refer to someone as one." She quickly had a cheerful look on her face as she grabbed her tail and gave it a big hug. "So should we make our way to the speech with the ugly queen or should we stay behind and see if we can't get fish!"

With a massive flaming flap of her wings, Sylvia took into the air, releasing Theo's shoulders and taking off into the sky, in search of another place to land. It didn't take long there was a large group of towns people. There were even two people riding animals! One was riding a horse, and another was riding a big spider. She swooped down with frightning speed and landed directly on the horsewoman's back whistling happily. There's no way she wasn't part of the town. Sylvia was almost positive she wouldn't forget someone who rode a horse everywhere.
"Hiya Missus!" She chirped cheerfully.

---

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away,

Belladonna looked around the plaza, stretching herself languidly, "Perhaps this Queen will remember the ancient roots of our people, and accept an audience with me." She smiled pleasantly at the thought, remembering when she had tea and cookies with the human land's princess so many years ago. It brought tears to her eyes though she wiped them away quickly. "Goodness, I hope she's as beautiful as her ancestors."

[Shyluz]

Thank god the birdbrain's gone. Maybe she has altitude sickness or something? Thought Theo as the phoenix took off, leaving Nomi and her 'Mistress' to their devices. "'Aight, Nomi, let's get going to the speech. We wouldn't want to miss our golden opportunity." Said Theodora, her powerful legs already taking determined strides towards the plaza as the girl gestured for her companion to follow.

[The Flame Dawn]

Thank god the birdbrain's gone. Maybe she has altitude sickness or something? Thought Theo as the phoenix took off, leaving Nomi and her 'Mistress' to their devices. "'Aight, Nomi, let's get going to the speech. We wouldn't want to miss our golden opportunity." Said Theodora, her powerful legs already taking determined strides towards the plaza as the girl gestured for her companion to follow.

Nomi hastily threw her cloak's hood over her head as she began to follow her mistress. Though Theo was walking, Nomi had to begin a light jog to keep up with her.

"So should we listen to this speech or should we just lighten people's pants," Nomi asked to Theo, "because I wanna see how ugly the queen is and tell everyone I'm better because my tail is fluffier than that queen."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Plymoth had tried her best to blend into the crowd. A few other monsters had shown up in the meantime, and a small fight had broken out. At least the protest proved to be entertaining. She was about to burst out laughing at the absurdity of the hunter getting spanked when she felt something land on her back, and not in the sort of light, barely noticeable way a mosquito would. In a way that felt like a full-grown person had just crashed into her.

The centaur jumped and kicked her hind legs into the air, looking back at Slyvia with an indignant expression. "Don't scare me like that! I could've kicked your mug in if you aimed a little lower!"

She surveyed the crowd a little more, thinking she might've spotted an arachnid of sorts moving around. Plymoth always hated spiders, and she'd burned more than a few tents down in panic whenever there was a stray one crawling about.

[Shyluz]

Nomi hastily threw her cloak's hood over her head as she began to follow her mistress. Though Theo was walking, Nomi had to begin a light jog to keep up with her.

"So should we listen to this speech or should we just lighten people's pants," Nomi asked to Theo, "because I wanna see how ugly the queen is and tell everyone I'm better because my tail is fluffier than that queen."

"Both, and I'm pretty sure that the Queen doesn't have a tail, so take that as you will." Theo said, slowing her pace. Her strides were less strides, and more of a skip. Not much she could do about it though -- it's an instinctive condition. But, with a conscientious will such as hers, one could do anything. "Ah, we've arrived." Said Theo as the pair came up on the plaza. The disguised, or perhaps shrouded would be a better term, girl eyed the crowd warily. She spotted several monstergirls, a centaur, an arachne, and that freaking phoenix again. Who was, of course, riding said centaur. The human crowd seemed to be mostly made of loggers and forest workers, who looked rather irritated. Which was a good thing for a pickpocket -- if someone's annoyed, they aren't paying attention to their surroundings. A perfect environment for the devious wererabbit.

[Hetland 2]

Plymoth had tried her best to blend into the crowd. A few other monsters had shown up in the meantime, and a small fight had broken out. At least the protest proved to be entertaining. She was about to burst out laughing at the absurdity of the hunter getting spanked when she felt something land on her back, and not in the sort of light, barely noticeable way a mosquito would. In a way that felt like a full-grown person had just crashed into her.

The centaur jumped and kicked her hind legs into the air, looking back at Slyvia with an indignant expression. "Don't scare me like that! I could've kicked your mug in if you aimed a little lower!"

She surveyed the crowd a little more, thinking she might've spotted an arachnid of sorts moving around. Plymoth always hated spiders, and she'd burned more than a few tents down in panic whenever there was a stray one crawling about.

(Sorry, seeing a super upsetting play.)

Sylvia cocked her head in confusion landing on her back again. "Why? Sylvia's good luck! People say so! Then they give me fish and bread!" She smiled broadly though the mention of aiming turned it into an expression of bafflement "Huuuh? Sylvia wasn't aiming! Sylvia was landing! And why would I land on your butt? That doesn't make sense." She laughed merrily, not realizing that the Centaur might be mad at her.

[Vanquaria]

The crisp, golden rays of the giant blazing ball above emblazoned the slim, curvy body of the green-cloaked figure that was Selesia Yustus. Her bright red iris observed everything around her as she walked gracefully through the bustling city. Selesia’s mouth was in the form of a small smile, amazed at the sights around her.

The creativity and worksmanship of humans never ceases to amaze me. There is so much to explore in the world above that I fear I may not last long enough to experience them all! What boundless wonder…
Ah, I feel thirsty; my throat’s becoming parched from my journey here. I need some refreshment.

The Lamia, who was currently in her human form, noticed a nearby tavern that was called, ‘The Boar’s Retreat’. Selesia put her black-gloved hands gently on the wooden door and stepped inside. Upon entering the heavy smell of beer rushed into her sharp nose. Furrowing her brow for a few seconds she moved seemingly unnoticed towards the bar, due to her wearing clothes that covered the attractive lady under them.

The barman who was a plump, middle-aged man with a thick brown beard was one of the few who had turned their attention to the new arrival though he was the only one who had maintained that attention. His family-tavern had a reputation for good customer service and he was determined to uphold that reputation started by his great-grandfather.

As Selesia sat herself down on the artistically-crafted chair of good-quality wood the barman went over to her and asked, ‘Anything for today?’’
Selesia looked up and smiled at the barman. Immediately the barman took one step back, caught by her snake-like, crimson eyes though he regained his composure after a moment.
Selesia found the fact that most people were this intimidated by only her eyes amusing. She replied in her soft voice, ‘I would like 2 glasses of wine please.’

Nodding the barman began to deliver on her order. Selesia sat down on the counter, wondering where to go next.
I think I’ll stay here for at a week. That should be more than enough to sight see all the attractions here…