Dreg

Yulia listens to the voices, she's having difficulty not passing out, but they are correct, "I... don't blame any of you for this... Don't worry. I'm still thankful you are all here guiding me," she says weakly.

Dreg smiles, "There is indeed a threat on this floor as well. It's a wonderfully friendly guy named Cupid. I'm sure you'd get along famously. I can assure you you do not want him coming upon you as you sleep and I will keep him away," Dreg confirms and then puts a hand to his forehead, "oh my... Someone wants to know about me? How kind... I am doing perfectly fine, friend, much better than our mutual friend Yulia seems to be at least, as for how I arrived in this tower, like Alide, Dahlia and some others you have not met yet, I was created to serve the chosen and as for hooking up with Dahlia or Alide... No. I don't often get to interact with those lovely sisters and when we do interact it does not tend to be favourably. I did once get to grope a tired Dahlia though. I can still remember the feeling of her lovely, soft breasts, of course she isn't aware it happened and if you see her again I'd prefer you not tell her," he explains, "speaking of groping a lovely woman, what's it going to be, Yulia? You're dead on your feet right now will you risk it and send me away?" he asks.

Yulia looks uncertain, the voices seem split on this leaving Yulia to decide. She sighs, "I need rest... I'll be useless without it. If you can promise me that whatever you do won't upset my sleep, I'll let you stay..." she decides finally.

Dreg smiles, "Of course. You will sleep peacefully under my care," he explains and Yulia nods weakly and then collapses onto the bed, she seems to struggle a bit getting her mask off, before managing it and falling asleep on her side.

Dreg approaches as she sleeps and smiles, "Such a cute thing, isn't she?" he states and slips his hand into her hood, brushing her hair gently before his hand pulls back and he slips his thumb into her mouth as his hand caresses her cheek, "I don't actually know what causes it, but... I wasn't lying. I have never had a chosen wake up on me before, something keeps them asleep no matter what I do to them or how light a sleeper they might be, perhaps it's the tower or perhaps it's some power within me that I am simply unaware of," he mutters as his thumb moves in her mouth stroking her tongue and she stirs slightly.

He draws his thumb out of her mouth and her tongue instinctively seems to follow him out, a slight blush appearing on her cheeks, "I wonder if they dream. While I am playing with their bodies, what do they dream about?" he ponders idly as his hand moves back to playing with her hair as he leans in and sucks on her tongue, running his own tongue against hers, she lets out a gentle moaning noise and shifts forward slightly, pressing her lips against his and he graciously turns the touch of lips into a kiss, her cheek puffing out momentarily as he thrusts his tongue into her mouth.

His hand slips from her hair and travels down her body as he gently pushes her onto her back, still kissing her passionately as his hand slips to her breasts and he roughly grabs hold of her right breast squeezing it tightly and causing her to let out a surprised moan, muffled by the kiss. He continues to knead and squeeze her breast as he kisses her **** form, eliciting muffled moans and twitching spasms from her until he appears to have satisfied himself. He pulls back from the kiss, leaving her panting weakly in her sleep and releases her breast.

"I hope I get to enjoy you again, my dear," he states licking his lips as she seems to shiver slightly in her sleep and he turns his attention to the voices, "I hope you enjoyed watching, I like to amuse people," he says as he moves back to his position and he smiles, "If nothing else she'll wake up, feeling quite rested and satisfied," he explains.

She continues to sleep, untroubled for the next little while before waking up with a yawn. She slips off the bed and grabs her mask, placing it back on her face. She glances over at Dreg who gives her a friendly wave, "Kept you nice and safe, Yulia. Did you sleep well?" he asks and she hesitates before nodding.

"I actually feel amazing... Did..." she hesitates and then looks upwards apparently trying to address the voices, "Did he do anything?" she asks her voice nervous, clearly unsure if she actually wants to know the answer," regardless of the answer she gets her attention turns to the two doors as she prepares to explore further into the tower.

(Health: 100% (Full heal from Dreg assisted rest)

Mana: 100% (Full heal from Dreg assisted rest)

Equipment: Ceramic Beaked Mask, Monastic Scapular, standard bra, Standard Panties, 4 poison gas grenades, 3 healing kits, 2 syringes of poison, 2 syringes of adrenaline, 2 syringes of poison antidote, 1 sewing kit, 1 vial of unknown liquid, 9 days worth of rations, 3 two liter water jugs, 1 health potion, 1 mana potion, A boar mask, vial of sticky white liquid, Ornate Rapier.

Spells known: Great Heal (Lvl 2, Mastered, Cost: 25%)

Cure (Lvl 1, Mastered, Cost: 10%)

Icicle (Lvl 1, Mastered, cost: 15%)

Unlock (Lvl 1, Unmastered, Cost: 15%)

Repair (Lvl 1, Mastered, Cost: 5%-20% depending on factors).

Fetish: Bondage Rank: 1, Masochism Rank: 1,

Status Effect:

https://forum.chyoa.com/threads/the-tower-of-voices-voting-thread.3460/ )