Calumia

Yulia and Lemiel watch each other for a bit and then Yulia shakes her head and casts Cure on her instead. Lemiel gasps and then let's out a relieved sigh, feeling the poison leaving her body and she quickly stands and backs away from Yulia, just in case Yulia changes her mind.

"You... Had a really bad experience, I get it..." Lemiel starts, "but wow has it made you paranoid and seemingly caused... a number of misunderstandings," she continues.

Yulia swallows, but simply looks away, "I'm not taking your visor, you can leave now..." she says.

"I could... But I feel it's important that I don't... Not just yet at least. I want to clear some things up!" Lemiel responds.

"I don't want to hear your... proselytizing!" Yulia announces angrily and Lemiel takes a step back.

"This... Is our fault... I know... I'm sorry. I just want to help-" she starts.

"Leave!" Yulia yells at her and Lemiel hesitates.

"I'm really sorry... I wasn't sent on a suicide mission though... I accepted a suicide mission... I wanted to help you, no matter the cost," Lemiel clarifies, before vanishing.

Yulia stares down at the sand, her hands clenching and unclenching for a few moments before she realizes her mask is out of place and she quickly pulls it back into it's rightful place, covering her face.

A slight chuckle comes from Dreg, "Angels... Am I right?" he mumbles before laying back and staring up at the sky, "Nice rack though..." he adds after a moment and Yulia sighs and moves over to Cherchiel, hugging her suddenly and Cherchiel hugs her back, rubbing her back comfortingly.

"G.. Gomaahh..." Isalia moans, her hands still moving and she's clearly close, but had stayed quiet so as not to interrupt the moment that was occurring. Goma glances over, gasps and ends the command, Isalia tensing for a moment before sliding her hands out of her clothing. Her fingers on one hand clearly wet and her face flushed.

"S... sorry," Goma says guiltily.

"Don't worry about it..." Isalia pants, breathlessly.

"S... So... This is Cah Loo Mee Ah?" Yulia asks Goma, pronouncing it the way she does, "the place you said you learned to swim?" she continues.

"Yes! Cah Loo Mee Ah! Beautiful, warm, fun! Goma love Cah Loo Mee Ah!" Goma answers.

"Alright... This is a floor of the Tower though... So, I assume there's danger," Yulia asks.

"Fish people. Fish people don't like Land People," Goma answers.

"Fish people, huh..." Yulia asks.

"Oh yeah. Naiads, Sahuagin, Mermaids... Any aquatic race, the Tower couldn't put elsewhere went in Calumia... and then immediately all declared war on each other. It's a lovely place, above and below the waves, but the further you go from the beach, the more you notice that like the saying goes... Still Waters run deep and in the deep there is bloodshed," Dreg interrupts, "that being said there is of course also the wandering floor monster. In this case it's The Kraken and it's... a bit different than other floor Monsters, it's trapped below the waves, but arguably that just makes it more dangerous," Dreg states, "of course you know the deal... as long as I'm around it won't bother you, so the beach is safe to use... until you send me away," Dreg explains, reiterating the normal deal.

Yulia merely nods, seemingly having just actually noticed his presence and as usual, unhappy about it, "So... The bridge is the way forward-" Yulia starts and then Dreg interrupts again.

"Oh right... I should also explain. This floor is special in that there are two versions of it. The bridge is one way forward... If you want to stay above the water, but there's an entire floor under the water as well and you'll have to deal with both... eventually. How long can you hold your breath?" he explains and Yulia hesitates.

"Figured... You'll be happy to know there's ways to breathe underwater, just for you, somewhere on this floor. Good luck finding them," he adds and then takes another sip of his drink.

"Okay... so our choice is the bridge or... what just dive into the water and swim down?" Yulia asks and then sighs, "bridge is probably our best bet for now,"

"Hey uh... Yulia... I get that your feeling fine and all, but the rest of us are all pretty... worn out. We should rest," Isalia suggests and Yulia hesitates and looks at the others.

"Right... Sorry. I suppose we should take a rest... But..." she hesitates and looks to Dreg then sighs, "Fine... We'll rest... I mean... I don't need to rest, so... It's fine..." Yulia says watching Dreg. Cherchiel, Isalia and Goma all stretch out comfortably on the sand. At some point a Hut appears to have been formed around Martin's anvil and he's hidden from view. Yulia sits down on the sand and sighs, waiting for the others to be done resting. She looks over to Dreg again and freezes. Dreg is missing. She quickly looks to her allies, but he's not there either. She's about to stand when she feels an arm wrap around her from behind and a hand grab hold of her breast, squeezing roughly and making her gasp.

"There's a price to pay for my protection... Even if you yourself aren't resting," Dreg whispers in her ear and she tries to struggle, but her body won't move. His hand continues to squeeze and grope her breast as his other hand slips down between her legs and she feels his fingers pressing against her cunt through her panties and the tassel of her scapular.

"S... Stop!" she whimpers as his fingers press harder against her and find her clit through her panties, stroking it gently. Yulia's breathing begins to grow heavier and she feels Dreg's cock begin to press between her ass cheeks and fear grips her. She still can't fight back and has no recourse, but to just endure as his cock grinds against her ass and she feels his fingers slip under the tassel and slowly slide her panties to the side, "N... No..." she begs, but he ignores her and a weak cry escapes her lips as his thick fingers press into her slit. His hand releases her breast and slips off her mask instead revealing her face, her eyes rolled back and her tongue slipped out of her mouth even as she begs him to stop again. He turns her head and forces his lips against hers, his tongue pushing into her mouth and down her throat.

Her eyes roll back further as her hips suddenly begin bucking, his fingers teasing an orgasm out of her resistant body and then he's gone and she feels herself drop forward onto the sand. She hurriedly stands back up and sees Dreg lying on his chair again, sipping his drink. Her clothes are covering her still, her panties not out of the way at all and while she still feels the satisfied echo of her orgasm, there's no physical signs that she had one. Even her mask is still in place.

"Wh-" she starts and Dreg immediately cuts her off.

"You fell asleep, simple as that and as per my stipulations... I took my payment," he answers.

"Then... You... did actually just **** me?" she asks sounding horrified, but also confused.

"In your dreams yes," he answers and then goes back to drinking.

"Yo-" she starts angrily.

"Your friends are waking up," Dreg interrupts her and sure enough they are. Yulia drops it, not wanting to talk about what just happened with them listening and instead goes over to see if they're all fully rested and ready to go.

(Health: 100%

Mana: 100%

Equipment: Ceramic Beaked Mask, Reinforced Monastic Scapular, standard bra, Standard Panties, 3 poison gas grenades, 3 healing kits, 1 syringe of poison, 1 sewing kit, 1 vial of strong aerosolizing aphrodisiac, 8 days worth of rations, 3 two liter water jug, 1 health potion, 6 mana potions, A boar mask, 5 vials of Semen, Ornate Rapier (-3), 4 arrows, Quiver, 1 sack of cooking ingredients (Apples), Ash's Quiver, 6 charm arrows, Smithing Ingredients (6 steel ingots), 1 sack of cooking ingredients (Vegetables), Grenade Launcher, Grenade Bandolier with 1 grenade, Silver Staff (-2 added to the effect of all spells), Smithing Ingredients (1 silver ingot), 12 silver throwing knives, twenty feet of Spidersilk rope, 1 sack of Cooking Ingredients (Fish), an Onahole, a shard of Illustone, A tarnished Silver Ring of clear mind (warded against demons and angels), Demonic Dress, Demon Horn Hairband, Spidersilk Gown, Gloves of Harvest (-3, heal for all damage dealt),.

Spells known: Great Heal (Lvl 2, Mastered, Cost: 25%, Cost currently halved rounded down: 12%)

Great Cure (Lvl 2, Mastered, Cost: 15%, Cost currently halved rounded down: 7%)

Energize (Lvl 1, Mastered, Cost: 25%, Cost currently halved rounded down: 12%)

Icicle (Lvl 1, Mastered, cost: 15%, Cost currently halved rounded down: 7%)

Masterful Unlock (Lvl 2, Mastered, Cost: 10%, Cost currently halved rounded down: 5%)

Repair (Lvl 1, Mastered, Cost: 5%-20% depending on factors, Cost currently halved rounded down: 2%-10%)

Undermine (Lvl 1, Mastered, cost: 25%, Cost currently halved rounded down: 12%)

Life Drain (lvl 1, Mastered, cost: 2% per 1% Health healed, Cost currently halved rounded down: 1% per 1% Health healed)

Blizzard (Mastered, cost: 5%, Cost currently halved rounded down: 2)

Lightning Strike (Lvl 1, mastered, Cost: 15%, Cost currently halved rounded down: 7%)

God's Light: (Mastered, cost: none. Passive ability.)

Fetish: Bondage Rank: 2, Masochism Rank: 2, Lesbian rank: 1, Submission Rank: 1, Incubating Rank: 1, Large Insertions Rank: 1, Degradation Rank: 1.

Status Effect: Permanent increase to physical attribute. Combat level raised to medium

Atrophied: Permanent Decrease to Physical Attribute. Combat Level lowered to weak. (Countered previous Permanent Increase)

Faithless: Yulia gains no effect from support spells cast on her, but offensive spells cast by her double in effectiveness. Lasts until faith is restored or replaced.

Psychosexual Break: In order to deal with her trauma, Yulia has begun to subconsciously fetishize her experiences.

Deflowered: Virginity Lost, sexual experience changed to: Inexperienced, non-virgin.

Marked by The Abyss: The Abyss Welcomes You.

Companion: Cherchiel, Goma, Martin, Isalia.

Cherchiel Health: 100%

Cherchiel Mana: 100%

Cherchiel Equipment: Ultra Durable Spear( -5, -10 with Boar Mask), Ultra Durable Shield (-5, -10 with Boar Mask), Solanium Reinforced Bodysuit (add -1 to all physical actions), Staff (-1), God's Favour (Halo. Prevent **** one time).

Cherchiel Status Effect: Divine Grace. Combat Level raised to High

Goma Health: 100%

Goma Mana: 100%

Goma Equipment: Runed Dagger (-1, -3 with boar mask), Hunting Horn (-2 for each ally affected), Reinforced and Nethicite Augmented Thick Hide Outfit (Negate most physical damage).

Goma spells known: Heal (Mastered, 15%), Puppet (Mastered, 10% per active command)

Goma Status Effect: Atrophied: Permanent Decrease to Physical Attribute. Combat Level lowered to weak.

Isalia Health: 100%

Isalia Mana: 100%

Isalia Equipment: Isalia's Sword (-3, Lowered temporarily to -1), Isalia's Shield (-3, lowered temporarily to -1), Black Leather Armor

Isalia Fetish: Submission Rank: 1

Isalia Status Effect:

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