Layla heals for the village.

Layla's idea as it turned out was to offer her services as a healer to the villages for a fee. Intrigued at the idea of witnessing the pretty elven cleric performing divine magic your party troops out after her into the village square.

"Umm..Isn't it sorta wrong to charge poor folk money for this?" Throbb questions.

"You do understand what Karess is the goddess of?" Layla says smiling. "I'm morally obligated by her tenets to ask a fee for my services. Besides they're only NPC's."

"Come feel the healing touch of Karess." Layla calls out, standing in the middle of the market square. "Let the goddess of affordable intimacy cure your hurts and ailments for a reasonable charge."

Three young village men hear her and wander over. By their look they're farmhands and one has his arm in a sling.

"Oi, if you're an healer Gutric here got his arm broke when a cow kicked him." One of the young men says gesturing at his injured friend.

"Come closer Gutric, let me heal your arm. It'll only cost your five silver pieces." Your cleric beckons.

The young man shuffles forward nervously and stands in front of Layla holding out the coins. He jumps in surprise when the blonde elf falls to her knees in front of him and begins to fumble with the buttons of his workpants.

"Fear not, Karess's blessing is bestowed in a manner fitting to her realm of influence." Layla says as she pulls Gutric's stiffening cock free from his pants.

Layla engulfs the head of Gutrics cock with her pretty mouth and begins to bob her head on the now erect rod. A blue glow begins to spread down Gutrics cockmeat and suffuse through his body. After a minute of the elf's attention the farmhand pulls his arm out of the sling and waves it around to show the gathering crowd that it is healed.

"Mmm, don't know about you, but all of a sudden I'm much more eager to get into a fight." Vulva whispers to the rest of the party.

"Oi, Don't stop I was nearly there." Gutric protests as Layla lifts her head from his cock. "I'll give you a gold piece for a little more...healing."

Layla happily pockets the coin and resumes work until Gutric grimaces and shouts out. You see Layla's cheeks hollow inward as she sucks hard, gulping as she swallows the farm labourer's seed.

"Me next, me next." One of Gutric's companion's calls out, hopping as he pulls a boot off. "I got a real bad ingrowing toenail needs healing."

"Aye, and look at this." Another youth shouts taking his cap off. "My dandruff is killing me."

Layla continues to dispense her goddess's healing until the young men of the village run out of coins to offer her. She now has a bulging bag of coins and you all go back into the tavern to count it.