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Both head and loins govern your decision. Your journey is sure to be a dangerous one, and even after that it would take many people to repair the damage done by the armies of the dead. The more allies you had, the better.

"It's an opportunity we can't give away," you say, walking over to your girls.

"I was hoping you'd say that," Anja purrs, stretching up as you lean down, kissing you with a submissive kind of passion. She really seems to have taken well to being on her knees.

Tidying yourselves up, the three of you make your way down the mountains. The point the warrior marked down on the map should have been a little less than a day's travel, but thanks to Piki you are able to shave a few extra hours off of your trip. She may be a feather head, but her knowledge of the mountain made the descent a lot easier, and with her flying up to check routes for you, you were able to avoid a number of detours and pitfalls the map simply didn't cover. As such there's still plenty of evening sun, allowing you to scout the area and set-up a decent campsite before night falls.

"Piki was a good girl yes?" your little harpy always seems to be bouncing behind you as you set up the camp. "Piki helped her master? Piki is a good ****?" You're fairly certain your latest acquisition is not only eager for praise, but also rather nervous. She shuffles from foot to taloned foot regularly when on the ground, and you feel its probably because there's not much she can do to help with the camp. Harpies' may have magnificent, magical wings, but they don't have hands. There's a reason why they are so dependant on capturing slaves to build anything, and are so helpless when subjugated themselves.