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>>521955
>”You’d have to move to the lake for that”.
>”Why don't you come to the monster brigade headquarters in the meantime?”.
Woo, problem solving!

>>521955
>”You’d have to move to the lake or sea for that”.
>>"What about working as a lumberjack? Or building houses?"

I figure since she can do some shipbuilding, she can probably learn to do other forms of carpentry with a bit of work? Since she has a grasp of how to build shit that doesn't collapse and is water tight. Also she can make her own house for her size then?

Also wow, I just got home, the tweet was posted under a minute ago when I saw it!

>>521955
>"You’d have to move to the lake or sea for that”.
>"What about working as a lumberjack? Or building houses?"

"You would have to move to the lake for that", you break it to her, even though she likely knew already, "There's little you can do here with your craft, we don't even have a river nearby".

"Ah. That is... Disappointing", she keeps her smile even though she's obviously down, "I had hoped... I could... Stay here. I would rather not be alone".

Which is more than understandable considering the kind of stuff that lies outside, all sorts of monsters and dangers and whatnot. And vampires, too. One of which lives in the lake by the way you just found out.

Hopefully she won't be mean to Pam.

"I think you could work as a lumberjack here, though, you can still cut down trees or work wood, right?", you suggest, trying to both cheer her up and actually help her.

"There was... An attempt", and you're reminded the very moment she mentions it, "But bad things happened. I... Did not go immediately. I was not told. Turns out I was lucky".

She really was, and you can't be all that surprised to learn that they didn't bother asking a minotaur whether she wanted to come and help them cut wood. It was stupid on their part, but at least you still have a minotaur shipwright with you, which wouldn't be the case had she followed the rest to the lumbering camp.

"Well, they're going to need help building houses regardless, and we'll have to go cut more wood anyways, so your help will be needed earlier or later", but the problem with space is still there, as the lack thereof is quote evident in the civilian part of Maner. "But why don't you come to the monster brigade headquarters in the meantime? We still don't have houses but there's plenty of room at least".

You choose to omit the part where you have room because you're outside the palisade, but she doesn't care. Her eyes brighten up immediately at the mere fact of having received an offer and her sincere smile shines through, "Can I really come?", she doesn't even ask what a monster brigade is, which you would have expected to be the norm when faced with such an offer.

"Like I said we don't have much other than free space, which, ah, you'll have to share with other... Large creatures", you really should stop using the word monster considering they're going to be your colleagues from now on, and it's going to be pretty much just them, "But it's still better than being stuck here, and we can find a solution later".

"That will do. That will do nicely", she says with as much enthusiasm as she can muster with her cowlike speed, and then pulls you in for a big hug, "Thank you dear, thank you truly".

And after nearly suffocating while strongly squeezed against her massive breasts, you are once again master of your own destiny. And your own respiratory system.

>Go visit the centaurs.
>Accompany Pam to the headquarters.
>Look for unaccounted monsters in Maner.
>Other?

>>521974
>Look for unaccounted monsters in Maner.
Work work. Time to look busy!

>>521974
>>Go visit the centaurs.

>>521974
>Look for unaccounted monsters in Maner.
I'm late!

>>521974
>Go visit the centaurs.
Im sorry.

Surprisingly, Pam knows her way around the military encampment and she assures you that she can find where your own camp is and will gladly set her things up there. It's going to be okay, there's Bryld there. And also Tama and Tahenohan but recent event taught you (in case it was necessary) that they aren't really to be trusted with much in the way of responsibility unless you like things getting out of control very quickly.

Hoping that Pam will make more than ten metres in without encountering any obstacle of sorts that will spark another sudden and yet quite time and resource consuming event, you set off for another task of your own that comes with your new office.

You go monster hunting.

A lot less exciting and worthy of a bard's tale than it might sound at first, your quest is simply about searching Maner for monsters. You have proof of them existing and being capable of blending in a crowd, so you can never be certain that there aren't more.

Well you're quite certain there aren't more of the large kind, like Tama, Pam, Parvaneh or Lileah, but who knows about the rest, right? There could be a Krystal or two in the crowd and you'd be none the wiser.

Unfortunately moving about is surprisingly difficult on its own given the high density of inhabitants and of their houses and whatnot. This giant display of tents of various sizes and shapes, of caravans and carts, of things stacked where there's room or wherever's more convenient, the constant arguments that spark at some point or another because there's not enough room for anyone and there's little authority deciding who goes where and so on... Not helpful for a search of any kind.

In short, your search for monsters turns out to be a waste of time. Assuming there are, they are either too human-looking for you to find or too good at blending in, or maybe you just didn't cross their path or anything.

You eventually go visit the centaurs, and find Parvaneh and Lileah near the large display of farmland with its first, budding crops starting to rise after tons of sweat and effort from the part of many people, centaurs included. The magic-using horse is using a towel to dry the sweat off the draught horse, and they are obviously exchanging words from very up close, but you can't hear them until you approach.

"... Likely have to move", Parvaneh says.

"I don't want to. I like it here", Lileah answers before they both turn to you.

"Ah, if it isn't my dear leader", Parvaneh is wearing her wizardly capes and hat as always and doesn't seem to have physically exerted herself as much, "Do you require anything of me?".

>”The monster brigade has been officially formed”.
>”Move where?”.
>”Am I interrupting something?”.
>”I just wanted to see how you’re doing”.
>”I wanted to ask you about that rod...”.
>”Know of any monsters in Maner?”.
>Other?

>>522000
>”The monster brigade has been officially formed”.
>>”I wanted to ask you about that rod...”.

>>522000
>>>”The monster brigade has been officially formed”.
>>”Am I interrupting something?”.

>>522000
>”Am I interrupting something?”.
>”I just wanted to see how you’re doing”.

>>522000
>”The monster brigade has been officially formed”.
>”Know of any monsters in Maner?”.

>>522000
>”The monster brigade has been officially formed”.
>”Move where?”.
>”Am I interrupting something?”.

"The monster brigade has been officially formed", you announce, not without a hint of pride, and then you get a moment to assess the situation, which gives you a bit of pause as you look at the two centaurs "... Am I interrupting something?".

"No", Parvaneh says, flashing a smile at Lileah who pulls back a little with a smile that is however noticeably more embarrassed, "We were just talking", she sounds like she means it.

You're not quite sure about that.

"Does- does that mean you'll have to move?", Lileah asks, recollecting herself.

"It would be more tactically sound if all of our brigade would stick together", Parvaneh's assessment of the situation is, of course, correct, and you don't need to notice how bright orange the licks of flame that occasionally shoot from her blazing eyes are to feel that she is really passionate about this monster brigade thing, "Besides, we will likely have more room and better accommodation if we go there".

"I don't really want to move", Lileah confesses with an uneasiness in her tone and expression both, "I like it here, I like what I do here".

"Oh, but it will be more efficient", Parvaneh turns to try and convince her, ignoring you for the time being, "And besides we have better chances of finding a proper accommodation if we stick with individuals that have particular needs like ours. Humans are just going to build human houses and buildings even if we stick around them exclusively".

"That is... Not the point", she rubs her large, muscled arms, "I'm a draught horse, I'm made for this kind of work, and it's not like we have it bad. Besides, where can there possible be more room than in open farmland?".

"Ah, you make a fine argument", Parvaneh concedes with a sincere nod, "I suppose it is not bad out there, although it would be less efficient if we were not to move, considering our new position".

"There is no... I'm not part of this", Lileah explains, she still sounds somewhat nervous, "I have no place in a brigade I am not a warrior I am not a magic user I... I just pull ploughs and build fences".

"Well there is no need to downplay yourself. Besides that has nothing to do with it, I am certain the monster brigade has room for any non-human that can make himself useful", she looks at you with the expecting smile of someone who is asking a rhetorical question, "Isn't that right, my dear leader?".

>"Yes, we need you too".
>”Actually no we don’t”.
>”Yes but there’s no obligation to move, you don’t have to if you don’t want to”.
>”I just wanted to inform you, that’s all”.
>”There’s no need to move Parvaneh, stay here, you’re fine where you are”.
>”I think you should take a hint”.
>”I’m not here to get involved in a lovers’ quarrel. Bye”.
>Other?

>>522023
>>”Yes but there’s no obligation to move, you don’t have to if you don’t want to”.

>>522023
>”I just wanted to inform you, that’s all”.
>"We can find use for any able and willing to pull their weight, certainly."
>"That said, I’m not here to get involved in a lovers’ quarrel. Bye”.

>>522023
>”Yes but there’s no obligation to move, you don’t have to if you don’t want to”.

>>522023
>”I think you should take a hint”.
Parv please

>>522023
>”Yes but there’s no obligation to move, you don’t have to if you don’t want to”.
>"You'll still have to walk between places to report and stuff, and that might cost some time."
>"Still, it'd be nice to have everyone together."

>>522023
>>"While I was simply informing you for the moment, I'd certainly say someone of your talents would be very useful. There's more to it than simply fighting. There will need to be a lot of good, honest farm and construction work needed to suit everyone's specialized needs. You're far more valuable than you might think. There's no need for an answer right this second. Think on it for a bit."

>>522051
>"And if it's room you're worried about, I'd not be surprised if down the line you were granted a good deal of acreage to work with."

Forgot that.

"Yes but there's no obligation to move, you don't have to if you don't want to", you point out, mostly at Parvaneh, staring at her right in her blazing eye, "We can certainly find use for any able and willing body that is able to pull her weight, or even more than that I suspect".

"I still believe it'd be more convenient if we were all together, my dear leader", Parvaneh notes, missing the hint yet again, "We would save precious time when communicating and coordinating ourselves if we're all in the same area and could be reached relatively readily".

"We're both quadrupeds", Lileah cautiously insists, "And you're a steppes horse, if you go out on a gallop you could circle around Maner in a matter of minutes".

"She has a point you know", you intrude, "I mean I would love to have everyone together but maybe it's better to keep the important ones close to you and we can just deal with the rest as easily".

Although she keeps your advice in high consideration, you can't help but notice how Parvaneh seems to be confused from your arguments. Both yours and Lileah. You understand that if you were trying to be completely rational and simply focus on optimizing everything, you could very easily insist that Parvaneh moves with all of you and who cares about Lileah. And even if you did, she's actually optimally placed where she is right now so it would make sense to split the two.

But once you move away from that mindset even just a little bit, the idea starts to fall apart quite quickly. Not that Parvaneh realizes this, considering even her azure and green flames look quite puzzled in terms of which colour they want to take.

"I am not sure I understand, Lillith", she speaks after some thought. Lileah can afford to roll her eyes, but you have to be patient.

"I'd certainly say someone of your talents would be very useful", you tell the draught horse, if anything so you don't have to deal with Parvaneh right this moment, for you're not sure how long you can manage to do that and keep a straight face, "We do more than just fight and we'll have to do plenty of more normal type of work, including farm and construction. I mean we have a giant spider with us that should warrant some specialized attention".

Parvaneh shudders as you remind her of Tama, but Lileah doesn't seem to be quite as squeamish, "And we have plenty of acreage at our disposal, but there's no need to answer me right now, I just came to inform you, that was all", you then assure her, and turn to Parvaneh. "That's the same for you too, please stay here for now, we're kind of busy setting up a tournament already anyways".

"A tournament?", she sounds even more puzzled.

"And... Parvaneh?", you step in closer and lower your voice, "Learn to take a hint".

You totally confused that horse.

>Go back to the headquarters.
>Stay around and see if she took that hint.
>Other?

>>522061
>>Go back to the headquarters.

>>522061
>Stay around and see if she took that hint.

>>522061
>Go back to the headquarters.

She won't take the hint.

>>522061
>>Go back to the headquarters.

>>522061
>Stay around and see if she took that hint.
>bless them with fertility rite

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>>522075
Can't do the latter without their consent, anon, as it's time-consuming and requires painting people up with blood and stuff.

>>522061
>Go back to the headquarters.

>>522078
I'm sure we can be sneaky enough for stealth rituals.
In the last case, good old rope still works.

You decide to not stick around and pry on other people's personal affairs and instead head back towards your own headquarters. You cannot start off your career as a brigade leader by being away from there for too long, can you?

Apparently you can because while you were passing through the military camp two people grab you by the arms and lift you up, abruptly carrying you in another direction, like you're a piece of furniture that isn't even that heavy.

"Like I said we need to have stricter rules, can't let those boys loose on each other without the proper discipline", a middle-aged woman on one side tells the white-moustached man on your other side. You think you recognize these two, they were the one who decided on that tournament. Or well, you did say something on the matter and then suddenly it was being organized.

"We can't have them get in the way of participating", the man scoffs, "We have what, ten participants? When the prince of Morroc offered his hand to whomever won his games he got a hundred to participate, and that's just those who made it to the actual competition!".

"Well she's not the princess of anything but cobwebs and those are icky as every young boy knows". You're not even sure where you're being carried, but those two don't seem to be intent in stopping to tell you or anything.

"Um-", you try to speak, but they won't have any of that.

"Well we don't want her to take offense at having just ten or so boys competing for her attention, it's a giant spider monster we're talking about after all".

"Oh she will like it well enough, and she's lucky we're giving her one so easily, she better not have any aspirations as a mistress with a harem for her own because that won't fly".

"Excuse me do you need my opinion or am I your daily exercise?", you manage to ask at some point.

"Well excuse us brigade leader", the white-moustached man rolls his eyes, "In case you haven't noticed we're giving your latest conquest what she wants and trying to make it pass as a worthy event, if only someone would just loosen up the rules a little bit, do we really need joust first and melee second?".

"Jousting is a tradition and it will be kept, this is more than just sword-waving. You might satisfy a monster by waving a long, hard stick about for a while but that's not what civilized people are content with", the woman insists.

They both bring valid arguments. They’re also bringing you somewhere, and you still have no idea where.

>”It doesn’t have to be complex and deep, Tama will be satisfied with anything basic”.
>”Tama needs a taste of civilization and refinement more than she needs boys, go on with it”.
>”Can you kindly let me go please?”.
>”You’re both wrong, Tama needs to be taught to love, not to fight. She’s better than that than all the boys you can muster”.
>”Actually I wanted to participate too”.
>Other?

>>522095
>>”You’re both wrong, Tama needs to be taught to love, not to fight. She’s better than that than all the boys you can muster”.

>>522095
>”Actually I wanted to participate too”.

Let's do this.

>>522095
>”You’re both wrong, Tama needs to be taught to love, not to fight. She’s better than that than all the boys you can muster”.
It's true, she could kick any competitor's ass.

>>522095
>”You’re both wrong, Tama needs to be taught to love, not to fight. She’s better than that than all the boys you can muster”.
>”Actually I wanted to participate too”.
Gotta do that joustin'

>>522095
>”You’re both wrong, Tama needs to be taught to love, not to fight. She’s better than that than all the boys you can muster”.
>”Actually I wanted to participate too”.
But if we joust, can we have parvie as our mount?

"You're both wrong", you point out from the height of your expertise as monster tamer, diplomat and connoisseur, "Tama needs to be taught to love, not to fight. She's better at it than any of the boys you can muster and I hardly think she'd be impressed by what you can show her".

"Well commander the point is the tournament's only half for her", the woman says, "The other half is to see which of the cadets is more promising and to give them a chance to train with some motivation behind it. We couldn't care less of how good your spider is in a fight".

"Unless she demands the victor to beat her as the final boss", the white-moustached man shrugs, "In which case, well, at least one of them will learn something about fighting monsters".

"You seem to be taking this in stride. Just like me", you point out.

They finally drop you off when they reach a round table put out in the middle of the street, right next to the main supply lane for moving whatever little wood they have left that they are going to use to build the tournament area. You cannot deny that this is the best way ever to use preciously limited resources; after all what is more important in life than the whims of a romantic maiden?

Plenty of things actually, like housing and defenses.

"Any more?", the woman asks a few younger soldiers who are penning down notes and a list of names on said table.

"We're trying to convince or coerce a few more but I don't think we'll break twenty even if we literally drag them, and only about half of them will try their hardest", a younger woman comments as she goes by the list names again, "I had no idea we had so many arachnophobes in the camp".

"Pussies", the older woman shakes her head.

"They won't survive long here if they're so easily intimidated by large creatures", the white-moustached man agrees, "How many?".

"Eleven, and that's as high as we can go without resorting to more coertion, but half of them will just lose on purpose at that point. Besides, we don't have quite enough horses to provide for everyone".

"That's why I told you to drop the joust".

"You'll have to drop my corpse down a well before I give that up".

Lovely, so this isn’t getting anywhere.

“Actually, I wanted to participate too”, you announce, stopping all arguments instantly and getting everyone to look at you, staring with a silent intent and the underlying implication that you, sir commander, are not funny at all. Not one bit, dare I say.

“What?”, you start to feel a little embarrassed.

“She asked for cute boys, commander”, the woman notes.

>”I’m cute”.
>”She doesn’t know what she wants”.
>”And you haven’t been able to provide, so look what I have to do. It’s your fault”.
>”You don’t worry about that”.
>”That’s racist”.
>Other?

>>522127
>”You don’t worry about that”.

>>522127
>”That’s racist”.
How dare they!

>>522127
>”I’m cute”.
>>Pull down pants.

>>522127
>>”And you haven’t been able to provide, so look what I have to do. It’s your fault”.

>>522137
Let's not flash the unsuspecting officers.

>>522127
>”I’m cute”.
>”You don’t worry about that”.

>>522127
>>”I’m cute”.

>>522127
Let's be honest, we don't actually stand a chance in winning joists, do we? Unless there is dice involved.

"Well first of all I'm cute", you point that out, because that's very, very important and you won't have anyone tell you otherwise, "Secondly, you don't worry about that, I have more experience with monsters than all of you combined so don't come telling me what I can or can't do".

"We'd never dare, commander", you spy more than just a touch of sarcasm in the white-moustached man's words, and some stifled chuckling that follows about. Forsooth you will have to strike those undisciplined chaps right away- Oh damn it, this new office of yours is getting to your head already.

"Good", you nod firmly, "Secondly, that's racist. Just because I'm not a boy doesn't mean I can't participate and thirdly-".

"But she asked for cute boys", the younger woman protests, clearly not getting it, "You can't force her to become gay just because you want to bang her".

"THIRDLY", you repeat, giving her a stern look, "You haven't been able to provide, and you have an odd number of participants so look what I have to do. It's your fault. Now if you'll excuse me I have a joust to prepare for".

"And how are you going to ride in battle, commander?", the middle-aged woman sounds mighty unimpressed at your antics, but everyone else around you seems to be having fun at the scene you're causing. You'd expect these gruff, military types to be a lot less prone to seeking fun like they're professional fun adventurers or something, "Will you come with a fine, majestic white horse that you certainly own?".

Okay, you totally don't, but she didn't need to put it like that.

"And no centaurs", she pre-emptively forbids, "Can't use them in a joust, makes you a harder target and risks getting them injured. It's unfair to both your ride and your opponent, and quite awkward to watch too".

Damn it.

"Didn't I tell you not to worry about that?", you scoff indignantly, amazed at the gall these peasants have at questioning your right to joust on your imaginary horse, donning your imaginary armour and wielding your imaginary lance with which you will defeat your absolutely not imaginary opponents, "Seems to me like you have other things to give precedence to. Do that, I will attend to my own... Matters".

“Ask your spider maiden if she’d like anything special for her banquet”, the white-moustached man calls as you leave, “She’s got no special dietary needs I hope?”.

You don’t actually know. From your experience with arachne they eat just about anything, and have a much higher tolerance to berries and mushrooms than humans do, meaning they can make soups and generally eat those that would be poisonous for you, or even just give you great stomach trouble.

Wait, does this mean they’re doing a banquet too? This tournament is getting better every moment.

Except for you.

>Go back to your headquarters.
>Ask Stanley to give you a horse.
>Ask a quartermaster for a horse.
>Beg Cassilda for a horse.
>Other?

>>522161
>Beg Cassilda for a horse.

Cassilda was the fox lady right? (Update the pastebin damnit!)

I'm sure she'd be up for a giggle.

>>522161
>Go back to your headquarters.

>>522161
>Beg Cassilda for a horse.

>>522161
>Order Stanley to give you a horse.
We outrank him, don't we?

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>>522178
Nope.

>>522161
>Beg Cassilda for a horse.
I'm late!

>>522182
What a disgrace, who do we complain to about this?

You really showed those people who's boss. Now you're going to get in that tournament and show Tama what you really can do. After all, who else can teach her love but the most qualified love expert in Maner?

Which would actually be Tahenohan if we really have to be specific about years of practice and general experience in the field but let's not go there, and besides you likely have more monster-related experience than she does.

Of course that's not true but as long as you don't tell anyone you won't be found.

Which is why your only course of action is to get on your knees and beg Cassilda, making a solid and satisfying *BAP* sound as your horns hit the table, "Please lend me a horse".

"No", she answers, without even trying to hide the satisfaction and hopping to sit on the table itself just so she can look down on you better, and with a much smugger expression, "But I will gladly enjoy your tale of woe and terrible decisions if you'd like to share it with me".

"I decided to participate in the tournament for Tama's hand for reasons that I don't have to disclose", you defensively add at the end, "But there is going to be a joust as the main event and I don't have a horse".

"Nor an armour, nor a lance, nor a shield, I bet you don't even have a sword for the melee", she points out. You should have expected her to know how this kind of tournaments go, and that you are very ill-equipped to partake in them. Maybe asking one of the potentially most sadistic people in the camp wasn't a very bright idea, but you've been on a roll in terms of terrible choices lately and there's no reason to stop while you're hot, "I'm not even going to ask if you can use any of the above".

"That is irrelevant", you lie, "I said I would be in and I can't pull back now. Please, I need a horse".

"So does anyone else", she shrugs, "They're cadets, not cavalry, of course they won't have a horse either. We'll just let them use what we have, in turn. Not the best of accommodations for a tournament but I guess your spider girlfriend won't complain, at best we'll get to laugh at cute boys riding uncooperative horses in a hastily-organized event".

That is reassuring and strangely helpful on her part. So you won't have to worry about horses it would seem, you lift your head to look up at your smiling saviour, "Really?".

"Yes. Now, about the armour and the rest...", and that's where her grin gets broader, "... Just how far would you go to please me? I am very, very curious to hear how much you care about this little improvisation of yours. Please tell me, how low will you stoop to get what you want? How dirty will you get just to grovel at my feet? How hard are you going to sell yourself out to keep your face in front of others?".

>”I’ll do anything you want”.
>”Just so we’re clear it’s just ordinary, normal people favours, okay?”.
>”On second thought I’ll manage on my own kthxbai”.
>Other?

>>522209
>”I’ll do anything you want”.
Fox pls help

>>522209
>”I’ll do anything you want”.
I'm sure it'll be fine! It's not like she has any familiars we can replace for a day or anything.

>>522209
>"I'll perform a ritual for you."

>>522209
>"I'm, uh...open to negotiations? Nothing too time-consuming, since I do still have my own job to do. Other than that, I'll do a lot!"

>>522218
I bet she knows we'd perform rituals for people without asking anything in return since we're kinda supposed to. Doubt she'd take that deal.

>>522209
>>”On second thought I’ll manage on my own kthxbai”.

"I'll do anything you want", you tell her, and it's just what she wanted to hear, it's odd just how easy to read she is when she does this kind of thing.

"That's a good girl. That is a good, obedient girl, just how I like my underlings to be", she chuckles, repositioning herself to be more comfortable, "I'm glad we are coming to an understanding here Lillith, I wish everyone was as ready to accept facts as you are, but alas, it seems like some people insist to behave as if they are worth more than what they are".

One of her naked feet slides closer to you, its fingers twirling and flexing comfortably, as if she's relaxing some more. It is as petite as her general figure is, with smooth skin and strangely thick nails, like you'd expect from a wild animal, though cleanly shaven so that they are neither sharp nor pointy. It is, all in all, a well-taken care of foot and the scent of sweat it unavoidably has is slightly mixed with the freshness of citrus, as if it has been bathed in it.

"Now let's see if that tongue of yours is good for anything other than moving air within your mouth, underling".

The self-satisfied way in which she's looking down on you right now is quite amazing, she is doing nothing to hide just how much she's enjoying this. You can't help but take a quick glance around; since you're in an area behind many tents there is a relative sense of privacy and no one is right there staring at you, but you can hear the usual commotion about, and sometimes spy the frequent movement of people and goods between the, admittedly very thin, gaps amongst some of the tents.

"Now's not the time to be shy, Lillith", the fingers on her foot twiddle enticingly, "You're not one who goes back on her word, are you? I have little patience, and generosity, for that kind of individual".

Well, you said it, you came here exactly for that and you stated you were ready to do anything, now would be a terrible time to burn yourself out of this opportunity. Gently, and gulping down whatever feeling of embarrassment you might have, you take her minute foot and caress her equally small and thin ankles as you satisfy her demand.

She doesn't flinch like you would expect anyone to when the base of their foot is touched by a wet tongue, and between that and your nose you do get the faintly acrid wafts of sweat in your mouth along with the acid yet fresh feeling of citrus on the tip of your tongue, freshening everything up and making it, if not pleasant, at least bearable. The texture of her foot is soft and smooth, creasing as it moves slightly under your work, and strangely devoid of calluses, which you have since you walk all the time, like you'd expect anyone else to.

“Now, that’s a more fitting position for you, don’t you think?”, she smiles, “You’re enjoying this aren’t you?”.

>”Yes”.
>”No”.
>”No but I have to”.
>”I can’t do this I’m sorry”.
>Other?

>>522251
>”No”.

>>522251
>>”No”.

>>522251
>”No" (tsun ver.)
Well this escalated quickly!

>>522251
>”Yes”.

>>522251
it's hardly the worst request you'd had in the last few months

>>522257
>”No" (tsun ver.)
also this, can't be too openly submissive about it

>>522251
>”No" (tsun ver.)
I did not expect this, at all.

>>522274
I kinda expected it, just not in the very next post haha.

>>522251
>"Yes".
Lillith's the opposite of tsundere, faggots. She's very honest about these things, and most everything else in general.

>>522279
>Lillith's the opposite of tsundere, faggots. She's very honest about these things, and most everything else in general.
She is, but also putting on a little token resistance once in a while can be fun

>>522251
>"Yes".
Changing. >>522279 is kinda right

>>522279
It depends on the situation I'd say. Cassilda is obviously experienced. And further she's clearly into dom/sub play. Keyword being play. If she's allowed to play, Lillith is too.

"No", you answer. You don’t want to give in this easily, even if it’s convenient.

She chuckled, amused at your stubborness, "Oh you really are in denial aren't you? Fine, be like that. I love it more when it's people like you doing it".

"Is this what gets you off? Having people lick your feet?".

"It's more than just that you silly underling, I don't expect you to understand. If you weren't so simple-minded you wouldn't have got into trouble in the first place and wouldn't be there. Who got on her knees out of her own free will and told me she'd do anything I wanted?", she has a both bright and understanding smile, "And I never told you to stop. You're much better at licking than you are at talking".

And unfortunately you did kneel at her feet out of your own free will and everything, so she is right about that. Still, you didn't expect her to demand this kind of treatment from you. It is humiliating, and fortunately you're quite certain nobody is seeing you in this state, but at the same time what would be more humiliating, this or showing up for the joust with nothing?

Actually you're not quite sure.

"Ever since I first saw you I always wondered... You have this great attitude about you. You are a leader, I don't like when people say "born leader" because nobody is born one... But you have the right qualities, which is why I picked you to be the monster brigade leader. You are... A perfect fit", she talks freely and more relaxed than she's ever been, and she's always been plenty relaxed. You'd dare say she has her guard down, from a social standpoint at least, and you're the only one that's witnessed her in this state in a long while.

And she's also a dominant type who's enjoying having you on your knees, licking her feet, can't forget about that.

"Oh don't look at me like that", she grins at you from the height of her smugness, "You're the one who brought this on yourself, I'm not humiliating you. You're doing this to have a chance to joust and fight with soldiers who are well-trained at what they do, and you never even picked up a sword before, have you? You are going to be thoroughly humiliated in front of a crowd, and the rest of your brigade... So why are you bemoaning your state right now, where I'm the only one seeing you kneel?".

If possible, her grin just got brighter and bigger and her eyes are literally shining with pleasure, "You really are good at licking. I bet you had experience in this… Possibly even training. My, you’re a goldmine of unexpected qualities, aren’t you?”, she chuckles, “But not in magic, and yet you carry an item with you. I can sense it”.

She chuckles again at your reaction, “No, I won’t ask. And by the way, from now on I want you to call me mistress when we’re alone. Be a good, obedient girl Lillith, you won’t regret it...”.

>”Yes mistress”.
>”No mistress”.
>”No”.
>”Okay fuck this I’ll handle on my own”.
>Other?

>>522283
>Keyword being play. If she's allowed to play, Lillith is too
this

>>522284
>Pull her under you and molest her ears.

>>522284
>”Yes mistress”.
keep playing, but keep a light sign of resistence

>>522284
>”No mistress”.
Sounds like fun.

>>522290
>Pull her under you and molest her ears.
it's going to end up like when we tried to touch her tails. She's far to skilled for us to one up without having any serious advantage on her like when giving her the d

>>522284
>”N-no...”.

>>522284
>>522290
This is so tempting...but she might not be into it. Ugh, I'll take the chance.

>>522284
>”No mistress”.
Yeah, trying to turn the tables won't make anyone happy. This isn't a silly doujin.

>>522284
>>”Yes mistress”.

I was uhh... occupied, sorry for the late vote.

"N-no...".

"Hmm? What was that, underling?", she calls in a haughty tone, "Are you trying to be naughty?".

"No... Mistress".

"Very well. Because this is not the time for you to be naughty. You're a good girl, remember? Good, and obedient, like you're meant to be. Like everyone expects you to be. You're not some naughty devil that is out to take advantage of people, aren't you?".

"No", and you suffer her stare for a while before adding "... Mistress".

"Good", she smiles, then bends down and grabs your horns near the base, sending a vaguely electrical feel through your skull at the unexpected contact, "Because if there is one thing you are not supposed to do is defy me, my dear underling".

She then playfully presses her foot on your face as she pulls your horns, accidentally rubbing you in the right way. She doesn't hurt you or anything and she's not crushing your nose, which would make it very uncomfortable. Her small foot actually fits quite nicely, so her arches can get on the bridge of your nose and her fingers can tap your forehead without endangering your eyes, and leaving traces of your own saliva on your face, "You have been naughty once already, remember? Stanley wanted to punish you for the way you made me prepare the troops only to cancel at the last minute. You should thank me that nothing happened. See? You owed me already, and I was just too gracious to make you notice in front of everyone. Do not misunderstand, underling. What you are doing here is overdue, and yet you had the gall to come and ask me for more favours?".

She stops pulling your horns and crosses her legs, leaving you free to look around and move your head and with nothing to lick for a moment. She has a quite merry expression, full of smug self-satisfaction and a hint of generosity as she looks down at you, "Now listen to me very carefully Lillith. Nothing in this world comes for free, you have to earn everything. I will set you up, but I will want something back. And of course, once you have everything... It will be up to you to actually win the tournament, so practice hard and give it all you've got. Though this applies to just about anything".

Since you have a moment to rest and breath easy without smelling foot sweat mixed with citrus, you adjust your hair a little and recover, "Just what kind of favours are we talking about?".

"Oh you won't get away by simply licking feet, even though I have to admit you are pretty good at it. Have you considered being on your knees a lot more often? There's plenty of people that would appreciate that. I can introduce you". You're not sure how serious she's being, but she is having a lot of fun nonetheless. “I will have you do your job. I really need a monster brigade. We all do”, she then adds, her tone and face both serious.

Then, it gets smug and amused again as she pushes her other foot forward, “But, before going back to your duties… You still haven’t finished here. Underling”.

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And this is it for Episode 73!

I have to admit I... Wasn't quite expecting such a quick escalation. Not that I'm against it, mind you, I like it when the personalities of the characters I make are allowed to come out fully.

I hope it made things more interesting for you too.

Next episode will be in a week, I'll see if I can run twice or anything, although I doubt it. In the meantime, take care and thank you for participating!

>>522350
Now she just needs to notice the tent in Lilith's pants.

>>522350
thanks for running MP, i finally got to catch one of these live again

>>522350
Thanks for running MP!

>>522339
While this was fun, I don't think extending the play to any others would be a good idea, purely from a practical standpoint. This is already a bit too close to mixing business with pleasure and we wouldn't want to risk Lillith's ability to command respect from her troops. Besides that, while I'm fine with Lillith playing the sub too, even Cassilda said she's a natural leader - too much wouldn't suit her character very well I feel.

>>522354
>Now she just needs to notice the tent in Lilith's pants.
preferably when she places her foot there

>>522350
Thanks for writing!

>>522350
Thanks for running. It's fun when characters take a life on their own and run out of control sometimes...

Bryld should spend some time with Cassilda

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>>522376
You want to give her even more ideas?

>>522384
Anon is quite sadistic apparently. And almost as lewd as you.