Go Find Willow.

I headed down to the village. It was a small quit place next to a fast moving river which turned the water wheel of a watermill on the other side of the bridge leading up to it. The town looked quit and peaceful as children ran about and played. Their were buildings mixed with grass, greenery, and trees.

As I walked by a small blacksmith shop I saw a centaur woman pulling a hot iron out of the forge and put it on a table. A second woman began to pound at it. Her tits bouncing in her tight tunic she wore. The one who was hammering looked up and gave me a smile before looking back at her work. I could almost say she was an elf except for the fact that I noticed she had hooves but wasn't a half minotaur since she lacked horns.

The tavern was pretty small compared to what I was used to but still looked to be the biggest building in the village. I noticed quit a few hunters so I guessed hunting was out as a way to make money and many of them women wore dresses made of fairy silk so it seemed I wouldn't get much for it here. Hell maybe I should buy some here and sell it back home I mused to myself. I entered the tavern which was the biggest building in the town but fairly small compared to what I was used to but it had a nice quite atmosphere to it.

“Hello. Can I help you?” An elven woman smiled as she looked up at me as she cleaned off a table.

“I am looking for a friend. Captain Willow.”

“She just came in. This way please.” The young woman smiled and led me up a pair of steps.

“Nice place you have here.” Everything looked fairly new.

“Thank you. My family has owned this tavern several generations now. It's not much but it's home.” She smiled back.

“You get a lot of business?”

“No. We have visitors come and go from the mountains and stop in for the night but most people who stay at the Arcanaeum or the sanctuary if its for more then a night or two.

“Here you are.” She knocked and I heard Willow's voice on the other side speak in elvish. “You have a guest.” A few seconds later the door opened and Willow smiled at me.

“Hey your awake.” She said as she surprised me with a hug. “We thought we almost lost you. Thank you Kara.”

“Yes my Lady.” Kara did a little bow.

“Please don't call me that.” Willow shook her head.

“Right. Sorry.”

“Lady?” I gave Willow a look. I couldn't even begin to picture her in a dress but the way she wore those leather pants why would I want to.

“A birth right I have long since abandoned and never asked for. Don't ask.”She shook her head.

“Nice room.”

“It suffices. I take it the queen talked you into staying?”

“Yes. She can be very persuasive.” I shrugged.

“That she can. Your horse is in stables out back if you change your mind and want to make a break for the border.”

“Thanks.” I smiled. “I was surprised you don't stay at the sanctuary. You don't ever go there to blow off steam?”

“Never been a problem for me.” Willow shrugged and shook her head.

“Speaking of blowing off steam. Care for a little ride and scout the woods with me? I know you must be bursting with energy after the long sleep you had.”

“Sure.” I smiled. I felt like I could outrun the horse truthfully. We road around the forest that surrounded the town. The scenery was beautiful. Almost breath taking even. She stopped at at small pond being feed from a waterfall up above and got off.

“Nice place.” I smiled.

“Thanks. I come here when I want to be alone. The sanctuary is up above us.” She pointed. I looked up but couldn't see it though I did see some stairs above. I looked at Willow as she pulled out two wooden swords.

“What are those for?”

“I want to see your abilities. I know you are good with a bow but I want to see your skill with a sword if you run out of arrows. What did you think I meant by blowing off steam?” She gave a sly smile.

“Very well.” I nodded and spun the sword. She came at me and the wooden swords clanked against one another. She was good. Damn good even as I was playing all defense and could barley managed an attack.

“Not bad. You have had some training even though it is a bit sloppy your not a complete novice.” She grinned.

“Thanks. My uncle was a soldier and a blacksmith.” I shrugged. She swung at me and I angled my wooden sword so hers slid along it and swung at her but missed and she put her sword to my throat.

“Deflecting my blade. Nice. See you picked up something from your orc friend.” She grinned. “But not enough. I'm not an orc. That is great for stronger opponents who can break your block but Trow and elves are faster. Smaller. More agile.” She said and took a step back and attacked again. I attacked from above she blocked leaving her legs open. I swung for them and she cartwheeled in the air. “Makes us harder to hit and we tire slower then humans. The down side is we are physically weaker. We also can't wear thick armor without being over encumbered.” She came at me again and I blocked and gave her a shove with the side of my arm and almost landed a hit

“There you go. Play to your strength and your enemies weaknesses.” I went on the offensive using my strength to power my way on the inside and keep her close but she wasn't holding back any to make it easy for me to land a single hit as she danced around me. She tried tripping me but I managed to take a step back to stop my self. “Good. Watch your footing. Standing still for to long against an elf leaves you open.”

“Had enough?” It ended with my wooden sword at her throat while she used hers and tapped the underside of my balls.

“I could do this all day.” She grinned. “I'll go easy on you this time though.” We were both breathing a little heavy. She tossed her sword aside and began unlacing her bustier

“What are you doing?” I smiled.

“Taking a bath.” She shrugged and pulled open her top to show off two pair of pert tits. I saw some scars here and there over her body from past fights. “Care to join me? You can wash my back.” She grinned and kicked off her boots. I shrugged and undressed as well as she slid out of her leather breeches and waded her tit ton ass into the water and under the waterfall.

“I can see why the girls were trying to sneak down and see you.” Willow smiled when I dropped my pants.

“I am going to assume the princess coming here has to do with her elven heritage.” I smiled as I waded in.

“Yes. Keeps her away from all the guys so she isn't tempted. Though she is old enough to make her own decisions in regard to that if you ask me.”

“Are their always that many girls there.” I said noticing several dozen young women when I was their.

“No. Part of it has to do with the long winter. It delayed the effects on many of the elves both male and female. Plus the shortage of dryad sap.” She said and turned her back to me and pulled her ponytail to the front.

“Why is their a shortage?” I asked as I began to rub my hands over her back.

“The dryads hibernate in the winter. Just like the plants it has taken them longer to come into bloom and begin producing sap. The running of the woods only just began last week.”

“Which is?”

“Male elf run into the woods to find dryad. They give the dryad there seed and the dryads give them their nectar which they bring back for the women.”

“Surly the queen had extra for her.”

“Yes but Rose is Rose. She will give hers away and try to endure without it.” Kind of sounded like her from what little I knew of her.

“Can she?” I smiled running my hands down to her waist.

“Truthfully. I don't know. She isn't a full blooded elf. She is also human and you lot don't have a lot of self control which is why your hands are getting awfully close to my ass.” She glanced back at me

“I am only human and it's a really nice ass.” I smiled. “And like you are one to talk. Is this how you deal with your cravings. Lure some guy to the woods.”

“No. Typically they never get out of my bed room and who says it is just guys. You think all those young women stuck in the sanctuary together will just do without. Sometimes all we need is just another warm body.” She smiled and turned around and touched my chest. “Speaking of warm bodies. I wouldn't mind blowing off a little more steam. She smiled and ran her hand down my stomach.