Adam is a Kitsune?

“I'm actually a Kitsune. I didn't go quite as power hungry as you, Dan…” he pauses, “...which I somewhat regret now, but I do have a build plan. One side is going to be a dip fest for Charisma to everything multiple times, the other…” he pauses, “...yeah, I copied the Spirit Guide Occult Oracle, although I did go Forsaken rather than Legalistic, for the easy self-raising at tenth.”

“Ah…” Brian frowns, “but Kitsune turn into humans and you are obviously an elf…”

“Oh, that's simple,” Adam laughs, "I grabbed the Realistic Likeness feat. I can look like any Humanoid I've met. This elven beauty was part of my backstory.”

Charles’ turn to frown, “So… you can turn into a guy whenever you want?”

“Yes and no…” Adam shrugs, “First, it has to be someone I've met - my character, that is; stealing someone's face is impractical when they're around, so I didn't bother. Also, the tattoo wouldn't have just vanished, as the elven lass proved.”

“But you could, say, turn into one of the palace guards now that we're a few miles from town?” Brian pokes at the inconsistency.

“If I wanted,” Adam agrees.

It's not hard to piece together, “Now that we're getting out from under the bastard's thumb, this is a dream come true for you, isn't it?”

“Oh yeah,” Adam… I suppose I should say Alice… smiles, “Beauty, magic, and eventually immortality? Couldn't ask for more.” She pauses, except maybe one of your favored worshipper slots, Dan?” She smiles.

I shrug, “That's not a problem, we can…”

“Better:” Brian interrupts, “If you give Adam your high priest slot, and he takes both Mythic Paragon and three instances of Divine Source, then he gets a big set of spell-like abilities from his four domains and has his own high priest slot. If he gives that to me, I do the same, and give my high Priest slot to Charles, who does the same, and gives his high priest slot to you…”

Charles smiles, “Then we all have ten Mythic ranks, except Alice who's stuck at nine.”

“We'd be our own little pantheon…” Alice considers, “The Envy domain grants Wish and Limited Wish, Luck grants Miracle, Animal grants Shapechange, Magic grants Disjunction, Industry grants Wooden Phalnax… there's no shortage of good spells… it'll be like being a high level Wizard with a fixed list... and a low caster level… I can live with being the least of us.”

“Hate to rain on the parade…” I cringe, “...but once I kick myself out of my High Priest position it takes a full day before I can appoint anyone else… and I am USING that power for things like our horses.”

Alice tilts her head, “So we'll be without for twenty-four hours…” she considers, “...tonight, then, after we have a good several dozen miles between us and the capital? We only need a day of breathing room, and it will hopefully take a bit for the King to realize we aren't coming back voluntarily… and if he doesn't know we kicked the addictions, he will absolutely be expecting that to bring us to heel quickly even if he does figure out we've flown the coop.”

I consider, “That could work. I'll summon a 24 hour watchman just before, so we have some backup.” The same spam of Mythic power I used to grab Life effects can also do Conjuration, although only one long-term effect at a time. Still, a 24-hour summon that has a few dozen abilities will do fine for a night watch. I can join the watchman: I don't need sleep or even rest.

“That's settled then…” Alice licks her lips, “Anyone care to share my tent tonight? No worries about kids when we're both physically female…” she looks around hungrily.

“I could go for some of that…” Brian licks his lips. “The constant rubbing from the saddle is maddening,” he arches his hips a bit in emphasis.

“So it's not just me, then…” Charles squirms, "How do you feel about a threesome?”

“...maybe four?” I suggest.

“So the invisible woman wants in on the action?” Alice smiles like the cat that ate the canary, “if we have the watch covered, then the more, the merrier!”

I find that being called a woman doesn't sting nearly as much as I expected… “Okay,” I agree, “Once the sun sets and it's time to set up camp, I'll make my minion and set her to the watch, kick myself out of my High Priest position, and then…” well, not lose my female virginity; that was stolen, and I strongly suspect the others are in the same boat on that aspect.

There's a tension as they ride and I jog: Constant fleeting glances between us, licked lips, eyes lingering on chests and rears… yeah, we know what we want, and the anticipation only grows. As does the smell: The others weren't joking about the friction with the saddles. It's not a hot day but there are absolutely wet spots where they've been sitting when the horses expire and I replace them.

Eventually, well after dark (I can replace the horses as often as needed when they're exhausted, so we can not only keep them at a trot - and me at a run - the whole way, but there's no real penalty for keeping it up for a dozen hours… we get well over a hundred miles in), we set up camp. I make my watchwoman (Lingering Companion and Greater Summoning are keystone here, as that gets the companion last a full 24 hours), then I kick myself out of my High priest position (and give myself “Favored Worshipper” status for a single Mythic rank), strip, and enter the tent….