>>39464496
Tell her that things are already underway today so she can't really join in, however if she is serious about this we can meet up with her tomorrow and discuss future projects.

We should probably not start her off on something quite this hardcore. Plus I'd like to draw up an actual contract for her to sign in case we get accused of anything by the bishop later.

>>39464496
"Be rather rude to toss her out after all her effort. Though if she was this curious about my work, she could have been more direct with asking me on it."

We shouldn't bring her back to room today. Not really the image we want her to see on her first impression.

>>39464496
I am preserving a moment in time, and getting paid for it, that's my job.

Explain the non porn details about job, such as how you are lighting the place, and how you are doing angles, so you can see them on video. Maybe make a quick recording of non porn, then give her a couple.

We must make her understand that this is just technology, and can be used for anything, and that we are doing this for money.

>>39464721
Not right now, we have a performance to record, and that elf cannot be trusted not to start without us.

Hence why we should agree to meet her tomorrow.

"It'd be rather rude to toss her out after all this effort." You sigh and push a stool towards the girl, "Sit. One supposes we should discuss this." The clergy girl sits, glancing around nervously. "Now, you, what's your name?"

"Ramona." She says simply, "And I'd be more than willing to help out with any-"

You raise a hand, cutting her off, "Going to have to stop you there Ramona. I'm afraid the.... actions of tonight are already underway, so it's a bit late for you to join in." Her face falls, lips pouting.

"But I could-?" She starts

"Look, if you really are curious about what it is I do, then you can come back tomorrow and we can discuss future... availabilities. Okay?"

She nods enthusiastically, "I will! I've been studying all sorts of things like-!"

Josie cuts her off, "That's great Mona, now run along, before Ignatius notices yer've gone. Alright?" The girl nods again, tipping her helmet low and about facing towards the door, "And put that silly uniform back where you found it!" Josie calls after her.

You breathe a sigh of relief as the door shuts behind the girl. "Thanks for the help Jos- URK!"

The barwoman grabs you by the collar again, pinning your head to the wood and pressing you tight against it, the wood groaning as pain shoots through your skull. "You have any idea what could have happened if Ignatius catches wind that girl is in one of your little performances?" She hisses, "I'll never hear the bloody end of his tirades, 'House of sin' this and 'Whore monger' that."

>Well he won't find out then
>Then I'll find something else for her to do
>Fine, I'll tell her she's out
>Write in

"I'm an artist, Josie. If I must use my skills to create crude works that bring the tasteless a few moments of idle pleasure to pay my way, so be it. But what I'm after is beauty, and beauty can be found in more places than balls deep in an elf."

Don't know when this will be useful, but just thought I'd put it out there.

>>39464793
>Then I'll find something else for her to do

>>39464793
"Is it really necessary to assault me every five minutes? Anyway, you yourself said the bishop is harmless, so what are you worried about?"

>>39464832
this.

>>39464793
>Then I'll find something else for her to do
I mean, not everyone we meet/work with has to do the dirty. Besides, there's more we can do with our orb than smut, as we have said previously.

>>39464916
Good idea. We can record her doing something else.

You try and pull her hand off to no avail, "Look, is it really necessary to assault me every five minutes?"

Josie finally lets you go, and you spring back upright, blinking away spots behind your eyes, Josie just shrugs, "When you've dealt with as many drunken idiots as I have, you learn that knocking skulls tends to be the quickest way to get results." She wipes her hand over her face, angry scowl transforming into her usual knowing smirk, "When you can't stop 'em with a smile that is."

You massage your temples, "What does it matter anyways? You said the bishop was harmless, what are you worried about?"

Josie's eyes narrow, but she keeps her smile on, sliding a customer a tankard down the bar, "I'm not worried about him. I just don't want to lose what little sleep I get listening to that prat shouting outside my window every night, waking my customers up. Tends to be bad for business for an inn to have loud noises early in the morning."

You grunt, "I see your point. Either way, I'm sure there's something else I can find for her to do. She did seem rather determined to work for me."

Josie nods, patting her sleeve, the one she tucked her dagger up last night. "Make sure it doesn't affect me."

"In as much as I can." You promise, "Now, knowing my elven friend, I should get upstairs, before I find all my guards already tuckered out."

Josie watches you go, before her smile slides back on, hitching her shirt down to display more cleavage as more customers approach the bar, laughing at their terrible jokes.

You let yourself back into the suite Josie gave you to find something you entirely expected. The guards are all already naked, their orgy already in full swing, Aeglin and the orc woman molesting each other on the bed, a lupine woman getting tag teamed by an elf and a halfling on the couch you were supposed to sleep on.

>Just let them get on with it, get to work
>Write in

>>39465044
>Just let them get on with it, get to work

That lupine woman getting tag teamed by an elf and a halfling tho. Me like.

>>39465044
>Just let them get on with it, get to work
Not like this was a big surprise, make sure to get some close ups of all of the fucks as well as some wider shots of the orgy as a whole, gotta make this good.

>>39465044
>Just let them get on with it, get to work
Right, time to record. Might have to zoom in for the money shot.

Grumbling about how you'll have to flip the cushions to get any sleep later, you grab the orb and start the recording process.

Stepping lightly across the floorboards, you make your way over to the bed, recording Aeglin and the orc captain. The green woman gets distracted from her work, glancing over at you as you bring the orb in for a close up, you try to wave her attention back to her work, but she seems self conscious.

That is until Aeglin decides to ram three fingers in her arsehole. That seems to get her attention back to where you want it, as the elf kisses the captain, sucking the green womans tongue, licking slowly up one of her tusks, winking to the orb, all while she plows her fingers into her partner.

You give Aeglin a nod of approval, glancing over at the three guards on the couch. You draw back, getting a shot of the whole room, before drawing in closer to the couch. The wolf woman is getting double teamed, the elf lying on the bottom, with his manhood pumping into her ass, while the hobbit lies on top of her, his... you have to admit, large for a human manhood plowing her.... would pussy be the right word for a lupine?

You shrug that thought away, as you try to stay out of their sight, not wanting to distract them from their work, or get in their light. You pull up for a closeup between all their legs, before closing in on the wolf womans face, her tongue hanging out, panting a mile a minute and giving low moans.

"Who's the bitch now Tyl?" The Elf groans in her ear. "Shoulda told us you were in heat, we coulda been helping you out all month." He laughs along with the hobbit as they thrust in and out of her.

Suddenly the elf man groans, "Ahghh, there we go." He lays back, a look of bliss crossing his face, as he spots you, shrugging.

Already? You take a few moments to vent internally. The halfling still seems raring to go.

>Kick the elf out for now, have the hobbit and wolf keep going
>Switch back to recording the bed
>Write in

>>39465385
>Kick the elf out for now, have the hobbit and wolf keep going
If you're done, get out of the camera.

>>39465385
>>Have the elf spread them cheeks, pull some nipples, and stuff, till he can go again.

>>39465385
>Kick the elf out for now, have the hobbit and wolf keep going

>>39465385
Seconding >>39465453

Are these the only people we got to take part?

>>39465385
I don't know if she has a tail, but if she does, have the elf stroke it while still talking dirty into her ear, nibbling her ear too.

>>39465385
Elf keep her aroused til you can get it up again.

You shift the camera away so the elf is out of the shot, slapping him in the shoulder. "If you're done, then keep playing with her or something!" You hiss.

The elf rolls his eyes, tossing his hair out of his face and wiping the sweat off his brow. He wraps his hand through her tail, stroking it, while his manhood stays inside her, reaching around her body and pinching one of her nipples. "Ya fuckin like being the bitch don't ya Tyl?" He hisses in her ears."

You manage to finangle the camera just right so that it's not obvious the elf has gone soft, having only a view of his roaming hands, while the lupine woman lets out a whining howl, bolting upright, clawed fingers digging into the hobbits skin. The little man grimaces through it. "I'm getting close now too Ingle." He whispers, "You're gonna take it like a good little pup, aren't ya Tyl." The wolf woman just howls as the elf reaches around and rubs her clit.

>Tell him not to finish inside, on her...
>Let him go for it

>>39465633
>>Let him go for it
Creampie!

What about pregnancy tho? Dunno about crossbreeding, and birth control and stuff. If there is gonna e babies, he should probably cum all over her tits.

>>39465633
>>Tell him not to finish inside, on her...
Tits or stomach.

>>39465633
>Tell him not to finish inside, on her...
Stomach or face. Have him 'mark' her as a show of dominance or whatever

>>39465694
She is wolf, girl, cum all over her teats. That's both stomach, and boobs.

You pat him on the shoulder, shaking your head and point up to the wolf womans chest, "On there." You mouth.

The hobbit shrugs and pulls out of her, stroking himself to climax, grunting as he shoots his seed along her stomach, teets and chest, growling with satisfaction. The wolf woman runs her hand along her chest, smearing it into her fur slightly, as she tries to taste some. You make sure to record her swallowing it, before moving back to the bed, where Aeglin now has her armed buried in the orc halfway between her wrist and elbow, the larger woman accommodating her easily as she moans, rocking her hips back and forth against Aeglins hand, the elf leaning down and licking the orcs lower hole while she's at it, using her free hand to massage the orcs breast.

The orc lets out a long, sustained groan. as Aeglin giggles in appreciation, "Oooh, yer giving me arm a li'l massage in there." She laughs around the orcs anus. She catches your eye and indicates that you should record from behind her head.

"One more Shasq, ya got it in ya." The elf insists, pumping her arm into her again and again. "Cum for me nnnnnow!"

The orc captain arches upright, moaning so loudly it hurts your ears, eyes rolling back into her head, as she climaxes, her womanhood pulling the elf even deeper inside her, before she collapses backwards, clearly exhausted.

Aeglin slowly extricates herself, waving to the camera, slowly licking her arm clean, having the barely conscious orc taste some too. "Ya'll come again now!" She snickers, licking her hand, planting the other on her cocked hip.

You figure thats as good a place to end as any, ceasing the recording before the orb memory overflows.

All the guards seem fucked out, while Aeglin simply reclines back among the pillows of her bed, sniffing her hand and humming some bumpkin rhyme to herself.

"Well, tha' was fun." Aeglin finally comments, "Reck'n I found the righ' job for me, neh?"

>Get to work on transferring to the pebbles
>Write in

>>39465891
>>Get to work on transferring to the pebbles
Work while the images are recent.

>>39465891
>Get to work on transferring to the pebbles
"Good work, Aeglin. We'll make some serious gold off of this one."

>>39465891
>Get to work on transferring to the pebbles

>>39465891
>>Get to work on transferring to the pebbles
Aeglin can you wait for me before you start next time?

>>39465891
>Get to work on transferring to the pebbles
"You're a natural. Wish you could have waited for me though, shame to miss the beginning."

Also make sure said guards know that they're welcome to come back for another show any time, and if they want to bring other friends with them next time, that's fine too.

>>39465891
>Get to work on transferring to the pebbles
"You do good work, I'll give you that. If these sell as well as the last batch, I might even be able to finally get the University off my back."

>>39465891
Compliment ewryone for the good work they have done.
then
>>Get to work on transferring to the pebbles

Maybe pay a bit of chopper to local kids to pick you up some good rocks.

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You head for the stash of pebbles you left in a drawer, "Good work, you're a natural. Just next time, try to wait for me to actually show up before you get started."

The elf just shrugs, "No promises."

You growl in annoyance at that, setting the rocks down on the rooms desk, placing the orb beside them, "Right. Well, guards, thank you all for your co-operation and participation, feel free to return any time. You'll be paid as soon as the profits come in."

The hobbit stirs himself awake for that, "And how much are we getting exactly?" He asks.

You do some quick mental maths, if you stick with the same price you'd sold at before then you'll make 282 gold.... plus the 37 you have left from the first batch. Minus the 15% you owe Josie from your profit this time... you'd have 239 gold left.... A guard typically makes 15 gold a week then.....

>Keep selling the pebbles at 2 gold each
>Change it too....

>Give the guards....

>>39466104
>Change it too....
2 and a half

>Give the guards.... 15 each?

>>39466104
Charge 3

Give the guards 10 Gold

>>39466104
>>Keep selling the pebbles at 2 gold each
its a good, round price.

How much guards are there? 4 of them?
5 in total.
15 each sounds good.

>>39466104
Keep selling the pebbles at 2 gold each. Rather than raising price, we need to increase the number of stones we gather, I second >>39466035 in that we could pay some street kids a few coppers to gather up hundreds of little stones.

>Give the guards...
15 should do it, a weeks pay for a half hours work is a good amount.

>>39466104
>Keep at 2
We'll have to go up at some point. Let's just get our base steady first

Pay guards 12 gold

>2 a pebble and 15 for each guard seems commonly agreed on
writan

You scribble out a couple of notes, signing your name at the bottom of each, "Here, return in a few days and I'll give you 15 gold each. Not bad pay for about half an hours work."

"Yeah. Or less." The hobbit adds, smirking at the elf. The elf scowls at him, snatching his note and pulls his clothes back on. "So Tyl, you doing anything later?" The halfling asks, scooting back onto the sofa.

You roll your eyes and focus on your spells, as the guards all slowly drift out of the room, the elf slamming the door behind him, then the hobbit with his arm around the lupines waist (roughly his shoulder height) then the orc, whom Aeglin lustily and loudly kisses goodbye.

"I'm TRYING to perform advanced magic over here!" You shout, without looking at them, as they start moaning into their kisses. "Captain, she will see you LATER!"

Aeglin giggles, and shuts the door as the orc finally leaves. You can hear her walking over, leaning over you, her chin buried in your head. "So 'ow's all this work? She asks, her arms hanging loose around your neck, gesturing between the orbs and the pebbles, you gather from the bareness of her upper arms she's still nude.

Fucking.

Elves.

>None of your business, you wouldn't understand anyways
>Explain it
>Write in

>>39466500
>Explain it
Commence sperging out about our genius invention once more.

>>39466500
>>Explain it

>>39466500
>Explain it

>>39466500
>>Explain it
>then when we're done, fuck her

>>39466500
>Explain it

We need to get moar stones!

Also start marking the stones. So we wont mess up, and give wrong stones to someone.

>>39466590
Ehhh, ehhhhh, I dunno. I mean, if she pins us down and has her way with us, that's fine, but from the way the Reese has been characterized so far I really can't imagine him putting the moves on her.

>>39466635
why the fuck not?

we need to start PoV porn somewhere

>>39466656
Not before we've finished copying the orgy scene, we don't want to overwrite it.

>>39466656
Yea, the camera memory is full now. We can do it later on. Also them elven STD's.

>>39466665
of course, once it's copied to the stones, then we can start the next scene

>>39466731
we're a wizard

>>39466731
and every other Std she has. If she's not a succubus she's a damn fine understudy.

>>39466739
A really crappy one with a very limited magical purveiw.

Gritting your teeth, you prepare the bare bones explanation. "Okay, it's like this. Have you ever heard of the cursed forest of Kullwort?" You can feel her shake her head, "Right, well it's located close to the University I studied at. There were always rumours of travellers disappearing when they travelled the roads through it. Legend held that they were a tribe who tried to rebel against some wizard king who ruled them, so he turned them all to trees. Long story short, the trees are alleged to hate sentient life nowadays... they say the trees all hold memories, and those memories have poisoned the earth around them." You change the pebbles you've imprinted for a new set. "Of course, that's all total nonsense. In actuality, some... arsehole wizard just decided he wanted to torture some scenery, so he gave it sentience. I visited the area when I had the idea one night while studying. Had a conversation with a talking rock. Gods above, he was dull." You swap the pebbles again, "See, the life of a rock, or a tree would probably bore most people to suicide. But thats the thing, the rocks and trees couldn't move."

You finish imprinting another batch, "Basically, I had the university pay for me to hire a group of miners, hauled up a few select pieces of metal, stone and wood, then had a grand wizard lobotomise the mind of each piece. It still takes in memories, but it doesn't think. Bind that in with some technological and alchemical components and you have my orb. Fascinating, isn't it?"

"Sounds creepy." Aeglin grunts, "Like carryin' aroun' a corpse and using it as a club."

You chew your cheek, "Of course YOU wouldn't understand."

The elf just shrugs, pulling off of you, "Whatever, s'long as it rakes in gold n' sex for me, what do I care? Plus it comes with the benefit of annoying some priests. Fun, neh?"

You finish the last batch of pebbles as you hear her collapse onto the bed.

Sighing, you stash the pebbles and

>Sleep on the couch
>Write in

>>39466862
"Not that I'm particularly fond of them either, but what's your problem with priests? This isn't something that's going to cause us problems is it?"

>>39466862
>Sleep on the couch

>>39466862
Flip pillows, stash orb under yourself in a way it wont break, and you would need to be awoken to steal it, and sleep on couch. Possibly grab a weapon in case trolls tracked you down and attack you.

>Sleep with one hand on your treasure, other hand on a knife(/whatever you can get), and one eye open). Gotta get that healthy paranoia going.

>>39466862
Grab a pillow & blanket sleep on the floor, The couch be rank yo.

>>39466862
>>Write in
sleep in bed with her

Just so you all know, Chuckles hasn't vanished, he's just having some computer troubles right now which he's trying to sort out.

Hopefully he'll be back soon.

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lost everything i had written to Word hell
thanks windows 8

>>39467495
That's why you use google docs.

Head towards the couch, flipping the unpleasantly sticky cushions over, lining it with as many spare blankets as you can find in the wardrobe, before finally lying down, unpleasantly aware of the smell of the three sweating bodies. Add on top of that the elfs' snoring and it takes hours to get to sleep. You tuck the orb under half the pile of blankets behind your back, positioned so you would have to wake up if someone wanted it.

The morning dawns bright and early and you find the elf pulling her clothes back on, stretching, "Oof. Not sure if I'm up for another one tonight. Me brains willing, but me body c'n only take so much."

"That's what happens when you start an orgy every time you see guards." You grunt, knuckling sleep from your eyes.

The elf shrugs, "Call it a lack of judgemen'." She groans, massaging a bruise on her rear, before hitching her britches up. "Now if y'all'll excuse me, I'm off to blow the last of me gold from my show with the redhead. Get something classy to wear."

You snort at the descriptor, thinking of how to spend the day.

>Go sell the recordings
>>in the taproom
>>guardhouse
>>find another inn
>Go shopping for a new wand
>Go find that clergy girl
>Other

and

>Tell Aeglin to stick near you
>You don't need her around

>>39467726
>Go sell the recordings in the taproom
>Tell Aeglin to stick near you

>>39467726
>Go sell the recordings
Guardhouse in the morning, we'll break for lunch from noon to two, then head to the inn when it fills up.

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so aeglins supposed to be androgynous to the point of being literally incapable of determining gneder right?
hows this for an appearance then?

>>39467726
>Sell recordings
>guardhouse
Ask guards where, and who not to sell the recordings to (their parents, siblings, boss,clergy exc).
>Tell Aeglin to stick near you
There is fucking troll after us, and we need money to go shopping. We can go shopping, and sell to other places after this.
Trade some kid you meat copper for a big bag of good stones.

>>39467726
>Go sell the recordings
>>in the taproom

>You don't need her around

>>39467884
Do you even troll trying to kill us and take our money?

We might as well not pay for her bodyguard services, if we are not using them.

>>39467726
>Go sell the recordings
>>find another inn

>Tell Aeglin to stick near you

>>39467726
>Go sell the recordings
>>in the taproom

>>39467809
>>39468072
you do realise there is a second bit of the vote right?

>>39467840
That is a dude.

"Aeglin, hold up!" You call as she's about to step out. "Your still technically being paid to be my bodyguard. So unless you want a significantly smaller cut, stick around and watch my back." You heft the sack of pebbles up and stow the orb in the wardrobe, hidden in the middle of your pile of blankets.

You stop by the bar when you arrive downstairs to ask Josie if she can arrange for the room to be cleaned a little while you're working. She rolls her eyes and says she'll have someone deal with it.

You heft the sack again, glancing around the room, as Aeglin starts muttering things. "You know, if I'm your bodyguard, you could at least buy a weapon for me to use. Some armour might do nicely too."

You ignore her, scanning around the room. A sizable crowd has crammed inside for breakfast, a few obvious travellers, clad in cloaks still dusty from the road, weapons hanging from their waists, a collection of labourers if you'd guess from their size, a few.... unsavoury looking types in a corner with shifty eyes and quick hands, playing knife games whenever Josie isn't looking.

>Address the whole room
>Approach the....

>>39468215
>Approach the....
travellers and labourers, both could use the comfort and entertainment our products provide

>>39468215
this
>>39468271
Unsavory types can get in line. Look out for religious symbols and stuff, in case the trawlers are trawling clergy or something, so they don't kick our ass.

We should get that wand, and some weapons, unless we want to get robbed.

>>39468215
>Address the whole room

>>39468215
>Approach the...
Travelers and laborers.

>>39468215
>Approach the...Travelers and laborers.
blue collar joes

"Get the labourers interested in what we have to sell." You hiss at Aeglin, you pause to grab her wrist, "And don't offer to fuck any of them..... for free at least."

The elf rolls her eyes and flicks the tip of her left ear at me, the elven equivalent of flipping you off. You approach the travellers carefully. No obvious religious symbols, there weapons seem sharp and gleam in the light, but they wear simple leather armour.

"How badly could this possibly go?" You ask yourself, sitting among them. "Morning esteemed travellers!" You greet.

They collectively look up at you. Humans, all of them, two men, two women, they stare at you suspiciously as you place the pebbles by your feet. "What?" One demands, rather rudely, "We just got chased here nearly halfway across the country. Bleeding bandits."

"Most unfortunate to hear my friend, most unfortunate.... perhaps, you might all be looking for a way in which to unwind? Some entertainment?"

One of the women, black hair shaved to her scalp scoffs, "We nearly lose our lives and some minstrel comes begging for coins?"

You raise a finger, "No, no. Not a minstrel. I sell.... think of it as a play that you can carry in your pocket. Simply whisper the password into these pebbles..." You fish one out, "And it will play what I have recorded on it for a single viewing."

"And what's recorded on it?" The other man asks, tugging his hood back, revealing a face carved with scars.

"Let's say... a scene of adult relations?" You glance around at the stony faces, "Come now, I have footage containing your wildest fantasies!"

The one woman who hasn't talked scratches her chin. "Oh? What is it?"

>Show them from the pebble your holding
>Tell them
>"Buy one and find out."

>>39468745
Probably shouldn't show it in here, that would piss off Josie.
>Tell them

>>39468745
>Tell them
>If you wish we can go somewhere more private and I can show you a sample

>>39468745
>Tell them

>>39468745
"All of you are of age right?"

>>39468745
>>Tell them
>>If you wish we can go somewhere more private and I can show you a sample

>>39468903
The beautiful thing about middle ages, is that it does not matter.
We still should watch out for pissed off parents, and not sell to 8yerolds, but there is no law against it.

Still no kid will have 2 gold to pay for porn, unless they are noble or something.

You think back to last night, "It's... well there's an elf woman and orc woman going at each other, lots of girl on girl action. And to top it off, I have a hobbit and elf on lupine threesome."

They all look mildly disgusted by that, "Uch, lupines? Those dogs?" The scarred man spits into a pot.

"Not to mention we could- and do- just fuck each other if we wanted too." The first man, a ginger bearded fellow, follows up, wrapping an arm around the longer haired woman. "So get ye gone dog fucker!" The short haired woman simply watches, resting on a closed fist as you chew your lip, shrugging the scarred mans' hands off.

>Give up on them then, talk to the labourers
>Write in

>>39468998
>Write in
"Well if you ever change your mind or wish to record moments of your own, whatever they may be, you can likely find me here or nearby."

>>39468998
"Welp I'm going to go back to my life of watching numerous attractive women go at it. Later nerds"

>>39469023
This. If they don't want this, they can get something else.

>>39468998
Now now don't be so quick to dismiss. You might have see something you like and give some amongst your group ideas for new and exciting things. For just 2 gold a piece you can have and orgy at your beck and call. Maybe also a distraction to help you make a clean get away from bandits. Now is that so bad?

>>39469038
B-but they're actually fucking attractive woman If they can keep it up is a different story

>>39469154
well the short haired womans actions seem to imply they are not getting as much as the man boasts

>>39469116
>>39469038
If we combine these two write-in votes, I think we might have a winner.
Possible distraction for bandits, followed by later nerds.

>>39469208
Okay, new idea. We make anti bandit goatse stones. Do we have any aces to Cthulhu's dick pics?

You shrug, "Well, if you change your minds, or wish to record something else of your own, whatever that may be, you can likely find me staying here. Just ask Josie where to find me."

With that, you turn and head towards the labourers Aeglin has ingratiated herself with, shivering as a draft blows into the room, the door blowing in the breeze.

Aeglin spots you and waves her mug at you, "Hoi. Here he is now. Lady's n lads; Mr Fuck Wizard."

Couple of burly men, dwarves, men and orcs mostly, a few orc women sprinkled among them cheer as you sit, clapping you painfully hard on the shoulder. "Yes, good morning. I take it Aeglin has explained my propos-"

Each of them shoves coins forward, two apiece.

You count them out swiftly, twenty gold, ten at the table, bringing your purse to 57 pieces, "All seems in order." You fish the pebbles out, imparting them with a new password to access the memory inside, before sharing it with the group. "Now don't go saying it now, or you'll have wasted your stone. And I won't be taking refunds."

They all nod, Aeglin raising her mug high, "A toast! To ale and cum!" She shouts.

"Ale and cum!" The group laughs heartily, clinking mugs and knocking their drinks back with such gusto that the one to your left manages to spill some onto YOUR shirt somehow.

You JUST bought this shirt. Gods be damned!

>Demand he pay for a new one
>Ask Josie if there's somewhere to clean it
>Ignore it, you weren't too attached.

>"You know I studied for all my life in a university attempting to learn the intricacies of magic"
>"Years of hard work piled onto a complete lack of a social life while being constantly told by my clone dad/mom that I will never be as good as him"
>"I finally make a breakthrough by creating a device that is multi-purposed and completely helpful for humanity. And no body wants anything to do with it"
>"I then decide to use it to make porn and I'm racking in more money then I can count because the worlds a fucked up place"

Reese is gonna become a bbeg isn't he?

>>39469358
>Ask Josie if there's somewhere to clean it
No need to piss of the customers. Also we should take Aeglin shopping later.

>>39469189
Women also do stuff to make themselves look better in the eyes of strangers. If only so they look down in disgust at them later.

>>39468998
>PCsdontwantinontheDM'smagicalrealm.jpeg

>>39469358
>>Ask Josie if there's somewhere to clean it
Go there before making more gold

>>39469367
We'll be BBEG, Larry Flynt, in a Medieval setting.

>>39469358
>Ask Josie if there's somewhere to clean it

>>39469358
>>Ask Josie if there's somewhere to clean it

The guys paid you enough for a new shirt. And its not like its totally ruined, you just gotta wash it.

Also we should think about woman a bit more. Get something they like up in the stones.

Also we should stash some gold somewhere, in case we get robbed.

>>39469429
Dunno, I don't mind magical realms. They are usually quite fun, as long as there are more than 2 fetishes involved.

>>39469367
>>39469463
We should get a wand in the form of a pimp cane.

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>>39469652
Yea. Something like this?

You sigh and push back from the table, take the pebbles with you, as you approach the bar. "There somewhere I can wash this?" You grunt, pointing the stinking stain on your shoulder.

Josie simply smirks, her hair done up in a bun, hands still coated in flour, "There is, but I believe you owe me my cut first?" She reaches her hand out, wiggling her fingers. "Let's say two coins now and I'll shave one off your next deposit."

You fish in the bag and place the coins on the bar, Josie takes the coin, patting your hand as you pull it away, leaving a dusty white print on you. "So where can I clean up?" You ask, as she stows the coins.

"Hmmm? Oh, there's a washer board out back. Have at it." You wipe the flour from your hand and thank her. "If you're going out there y'might want to leave yer stuff. Goat's've chewed right through peoples purses before."

You roll your eyes, but set the pebbles and coin purse down on the counter, "I know exactly how much is in each of those. 55 gold, 131 pebbles." Josie nods and waves you away.

You step out into the chill of the morning, the small garden walled off with smooth stone, avoiding stepping on the goat shit right in the door, weaving over to the washing barrell, you shiver as you pull your shirt off, scrubbing the stain out, as goats and chickens wander about, bleeting annoyingly.

You hang the shirt up to dry over a line out of the animals reach, when you hear the door open behind you. "Just a moment Josie." You call out.

"Ain't Josie friend." A gruff voice calls out behind you. Oh no.

(cont)

You turn around to find those grunts in the corner from earlier crowded in with you, "Morning?" You greet, backing up.

"We herd you star'ed a new bizness in town." The lead orc slurs, as two of his dwarves block the door. "Thass interestin' since, Grak didn' hear none of it. And Grak has a finger in all the biznesses in town. Calls them... invessments." he laughs to himself. "So how much do you think Grak should earn from his investment in you?"

"But... he hasn't?" You ask hopefully, backing up.

The orc smiles, missing several teeth, others rotted away, two fingers missing on his left hand. "'Is investment in you is tha' yor not dead in a ditch. So, I'll ask again. How much are you willing to pay him back for that investment?"


You quickly try to run through all the spells you have that might be useful, you can.... throw sparks, and...... create a pleasant breeze. Damn it.


>Write in

>>39469709
"Come on, I'm barely earning enough to pay myself here. When my current round is sold...maybe I can give him a cut. But I'd need to negotiate on what the cut is."

>>39469709
Well I can calculate that after I sell my product? How big of a cut you usually take?

I am in a debt, so unless Grak offers protection from debitors, he probably ain't getting a squat, if they get to me first.

I don't mind paying my taxes, but they work in only if I can pay them, if you know what I mean.

Go to guardhouse to sell after this, and ask about Grak. If they ain't/can't protect us, we are going out of town.

>>39469709
write-in
>Play along
>get some info
>sic the guards on them
>make a quick vid defiling the nun
>grab gear for the elf
>leave a pebble of said vid in the church, set to whatever pagan god geezer worships for the morning
>pay Joise
>skip town

>>39469709
Time to go full Joseph Joestar on his ass.
>Oh, right. Look, I have some... people after me. I aim to start a pretty huge business over here. I'll pay my cut, no worries here, but I'll need to sell this batch of goods and don't die in a ditch first. Figure we could strike an arrangement?

>>39469709
God damnit. I don't want to keep splitting our money up. At this rate we'll never make coin. Especially crooks like this will easily demand/take half or more of the profits.

>>39469872
We can just skip town, if guards can't protect us. We just have to get out of threat range for now.

>>39469849
This.

We need a better bodyguard, one that isn't a sex addicted booze hound.

>>39469936
If we skip town, we should get the church girl to come with us. Start a little caravan.

>>39470005
Not worth the troble. She would take a lot of convincing, and poke her nose where it does not belong.

We can go to the next towns monastery for your dose of nun fetish anon.

You back into the wall, trying to stand up straight, the slight hunch in your spine cracking as you do so. "Tell Grak he can take a decent cut, once I actually have some money. No point in robbing someone who can make money, for the money they need to start up, is there?"

The orc sneers, stepping forwards, but the less bearded of the two dwarfs cuts in. "That's actually not a bad poin' Grik."

The orc stops, staring down at you, nearly twice your size. "Fine. Then your first fee paid will be doubled. 500 by the end of next week. Make it a 700 and Grak might even consider lending you some of his talent."

"Talent?" You ask, "You mean guards, or...."

Grik smiles, "Like I said, my brother has a finger in a lot of pies."

At that moment, the back door flings open, Josie standing in the doorway, fire in her eyes. "Grik!" She scowls, stepping out, her dagger flashing out of her sleeve and into her hand. She twirls it expertly. "What have I told your brother? He doesn't touch my business." She jerks her head towards you, "That one works for me now, you'll do well to stay away from him." The last few words are laced with threat, as she flicks the dagger into the air, catching it and holding it underhand.

Grik and the dwarves collectively step away from her, apparently unarmed.

>"I'd rather work with them Josie"
>"I'll take my chances with Grak"
>Fuck this town, you're getting out while you can

>>39470069
>"As you can see, boys, I'm already in a contract with this establishment."

>>39470069
>>Fuck this town, you're getting out while you can

The security is fucking garbage. If roof of both city guard, and Josie is not enough to get some breathing space, we should leave.

Friendly locals are not worth 4+ way turf war around us.

>>39470069
We should keep working with Josie

>>39470169
She can't keep tugs off her front lawn. Don't think its worth it. She is the best choice, if we stay tho.

>>39470069
>I'd rather work with Josie
I'm assuming the "them" is a typo since it makes the first two options identical.

>>39470069
Shit it was meant to be
>"I'd rather work with Josie"

>>39470069
>>39470324
>"I'd rather work with Josie"

It's tragic when the woman who slams our head against a bar seems like the most reasonable choice.

We could sweeten the deal for Grak by letting his boys join in on the fun. We would get muscular male actors, access to some vendors, and protection.
If we can sell more than 1000 stones a week together with the guys, our profit would be greater than loss.

We could offer that to them.

Only problem is that we need to convince them not to do aggressive marketing. Having tugs pushing our product will create bad long term associations.

He can still tax the stores selling the stones, like usual, stores get % of sold stuff, and as their profit rises, Grak's profit rises.

>>39470442
I'd rather we maintain more control over our business, we might start off slower, but in the end we're going to either have to cut our ties or remain under his thumb forever, and cutting our ties could be very messy by that stage.

>>39470498
We let him be our dealer in the city. This way we don't have to go around selling stuff, and we can make more product.

Then we can leave to next town, and just send him a cart of stones to sell.

Its a win/win. we get a marketing network (admittedly shitty one), and he gets % of profit.

We just have to make more stones, for cheaper.

You clear your throat, "Well boys, as you can see, I'm already in a contract with Josie here, so...."

The three thugs scowl, heading for the door, Josie watching them go, "And tell GRAK that you're all banned from here on out! Don't want any of you drinking in my bar any more!" The front door slams shut behind them and Josie sags against the wall, hissing in pain. "Fuck!" She grimaces, clenching her wrist, a thin cut tracing down her arm. "Cut meself flipping the knife about. Couldn't let 'em know." She stows the knife, beckoning you over. "Tear some of me shirt off and bind it would you?"

You hurry over, tearing off some of the waist of the shirt, remembering your first aid lessons at the university. The dagger wasn't rusted, and the cut is shallow. "You need to clean it first." You tell her.

Josie rolls her eyes and dunks her arm in the animals water trough, before shaking her wet limb at you, "Bind it." You quickly wrap the cloth around the cut, knotting it tight around her wrist. "And thanks for not ditching me for the fuckers. Ya might be a heretical bastard, but at least ye have some honour."

"Well, you might have slammed my head into the bar and put a dagger to my throat, but you haven't said I have to pay you to stay alive, so I suppose you have a leg up on them in my book."

Josie nods at that, "Fair. And if it's guards that you're looking for... I might be able to round up a couple of... larger people to protect the place, now that I've gone and pissed off Grak AND now that I've got you bringing in extra gold." She pinches your cheek with her good hand. "Good work runt."

"Reece." You correct her.

She shrugs it off, "I prefer mine." She holds her hand out to shake, "To not being a backstabbing shite." She grins.

(cont)

"Agreed." You shake her hand. Josie leans forward and pecks you on the cheek, quickly backing up and heading inside. "Come on then partner, ye got some work to do." You grab your shirt, pulling it back on as Josie tosses your belongings back.

Aeglin greets you at the bar, slapping herself out of her drunken state, nursing a water.

"Where now Mr Llllewd?" She asks, before snapping her fingers. "I GOT IT! Yer a wizard yeah? An all the good wizards have a title righ'? You can be Reece the Lewd?"

You feel a small muscle twitch under your eye. "Please don't call me that."

"It has a ring too it." Josie agrees. "No' overly threatenin', could have market appeal. 'A Reece the Lewd production' I like it."

You grit your teeth, "No names. Not now." You stuff your purse and pebble bag into your pockets,

>Get Aeglin geared up
>Look for wand lumber
>Check in with Ramona
>Head to the guardhouse
>Other

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am i the only one that pictures Josie as pic related?

>>39470732
>Get Aeglin geared up
Then we can sell the rest of the stones.

>>39470732
>Get Aeglin geared up

>>39470732
>>Head to the guardhouse

Gotta ask about Grik, and sell stuff. We can grab weapons for Aeglin, and Wand lumber on our way back.

>>39470732
>Get Aeglin geared up
>Check in with Ramona

>>39470732
Goddamnit I still can't tell if this is a spoiled prince prequel or a Reese's clone son story. Chuckles your fucking with my head

>Get Aeglin geared up

You know we could get some brownie points in the church by having a sit down with the priest and telling him about Ramona. Say something like "My line of work isn't one to corrupt people, everyone I hire are people who are already at the bottom of the barrel and might as well get payed for it."

>>39471114
This is actually prequel to BGQ, BGQ universe in medieval times. Wizards are actually super powered people.

>>39471152
No he is biggot that is not listening.

>>39471152
Bishop's crazy, the best way to deal with him is to just have as little to do with him as possible.

You snap your fingers at Aeglin, "You were bitching about not having something to fight with, yes?" She nods, "Right, then follow me. Josie, where can we buy weapons and armour?"

"Cross the square, take a left out the door, second right, next to the stonemason, opposite the church." Josie rattles off, "Oh and try not to start another fight on your way over there?"

"I'll try my best." You mutter, tapping the elf on the shoulder as you head out the door.

The trip is quiet, the sun is shining bright, yet you have this feeling that eyes are now watching you from windows above you, from dark alleyways. You tell Aeglin to walk faster, the soon she has a weapon in her hands the safer you will (probably) feel.

A bell chimes out over head, as you enter the weaponsmiths shop, quality oak floors, armours of varying sizes and types lining one wall, heavy steel weapons on the other, including an array of crossbows, bows, and in a locked cabinet of (presumably) magiglass, a few of the black powder launchers, wrist mounted miniature cannonets, with a range of 500 meters. Or so they tell you.

Of course, all of that pales in comparison to the most important thing in the room.

Richie, the half blind half ogre is standing at the counter, snarling as he sees you, kitted out in a shiny new set of armour, hefting a warhammer, an evil grin crossing his face as he spots you.

You inhale and exhale slowly as the monster man dumps an entire purse on the counter, the blacksmith gasping with delight. "There. Courtesy of the University." He chuckles.

Well..... At least you made it into the store before a fight broke out. That must count for something, right?

>End of Part 3

>>39471114
the wizard in Spoiled princes name was Rheeses the Rude, right?
and this is.... Reece the Lewd, who hates being called that
hard to tell

Fuck it guys, I knew we should had made a goatse bomb first.

We should pleasant breeze + pocket sand the troll and run.

>>39471282
thanks for running

>>39471282
Thanks Chuckles

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