Not Much to work with Yet!

Looking over the stats of your character sheet, not many strengths are available to you, deciding that the best course of action is to rely on your natural dexterity and try to keep out of sight of any potential dangers. Although if you run into trouble the new to you set of knives hanging on your waist will come in handy. Rolling out of your sweat covered sleeping roll and climbing the narrow winding path up the ravine and to the now not so ruins of the tower at its mouth, and seeing if there is anything you can try to improve or get started improving while the sun climbs a little higher in the sky. Glancing around the gardens area it appears as if at one time there was a low cobbled wall running around the three sides. Walking over to the now loose stones, tapping on the remnants experimentally and being met with a small amount of floating text.

Repair Garden Wall?

And the requirements not amounting to much out of your stockpile of stone, hit yes. Watching as an empty progress bar appears hanging above the spot you selected to repair. You spend the next two hours pounding away at the project, each strike making minimal progress, until finally with a small fanfare of music, the wall materializes before you. Having burned a few hours and feeling like something was finally accomplished, you head back down the ravine. Smelling the low hanging wood smoke before you even reach the path leading down to the bottom, indicates that Vanessa has risen as well and is preparing the morning chow. Once back at your small camp you see Vanessa in all her beauty gently stirring the burning red coals with the end of a stick, she has some roots at the edge of the fire ring, now charring in their skins. She is still dressed in red and black colored corset with her considerable cleavage on display, your eyes can't help but trace over every curve of this perfect creature before. Her long legs showing off the tight black leather pants and her shapely ass, her knee-high leather boots of a matching black, and the many leather belts wrapped around her all holding sheathed daggers.

“Good morning, I see you have some breakfast on. Thank you, I was going to come down and start it once I finished the morning project of the garden wall up top. Besides, I didn’t want to disturb your sleep either.” You say as her intense green eyes meet yours for the first time since last night, all the while sending your heart truly fluttering.

“Good morning back to you Ichabod, no problem I heard you working on something up there so I figured it was least I could do. So, what’s the plan today?” She asks as a small smile spread across her face.

And at that invitation you fill her in on your dreams from last night, and the apparent need to fulfill this god’s demands of restoring his altar her in your new home. After the food is done you and Vanessa both rejoicing in the fluffy insides of the roots, decide to head off into the forest in search of an area where you can find obsidian, and discussing what sort of sacrifice this god may or may not enjoy and coming up with nothing. Vanessa does inform you that obsidian is found near volcanic vents, and there are supposedly some on the edge of the tundra biome a few days travel to the north, having a clear picture of where to search you both pack up camp and head off.

You two enjoy each other's company in companionable silence for the better part of the journey, wandering through the relatively thick forest. The tall pines intermixing with elm and oak every so often, and the lush greenness of it all casting strange shadows and throwing uneven light to the shrubbery of the forest floor. Along the two-day journey both you and Vanessa gather raw materials as you come across them, by the time you both stop for lunch on the second day the fatigue of so much walking weighing heavy on you both but taking stock of the new supplies. A total of 43 raw stone, a dozen bushels of plant fiber, and another dozen unidentified mushrooms. Not bad for scavenging on the walk. You decide to take a rest in a small clearing in the trees where a tiny trickle of a creek running through. Eating some wild raspberries off of a nearby bush, you watch a Vanessa eats them with grace only occasionally does a small streak of red juice flow down her chin before being wiped away with the back of her hand. She truly is beautiful you think to yourself, your eyes taking her in. She seems to enjoy being watched as you noted before, as a small smirk appears on her features.

“Getting a good look?” She asks moving her arms in front of her, elbows tucked almost together at her stomach. This puts her “girls” on much better display and you can’t help but feel your mouth go dry as she stares at you pointedly in the eyes. It takes all of your willpower not to look into the deep cleavage she is accentuating for you. But as always, the blood rushing to your other head gets the better of you, and your hands reach up to cup them as she lets out a small bark of laughter. Followed shortly by an erotic moan at your touch, you absolutely love the feel of them in your hands. But this isn't enough and soon you are undoing the strings holding the top in place and pulling above her head your mouth greedily taking a pink bud between your lips and suckling like a babe. She cups the back of your head and pushes your face into the soft flesh of her now exposed breasts as you suck, nip, and lick on her nipples. She is giggling the whole time but smiles warmly at you, and runs her fingers through your black hair.

“Easy their daddy.” she giggles at you. “They don’t produce milk.” The gentle teasing only in sighting further attention to her now pebbly nipples as you switch back and forth. She is using that younger tone that has an uncanny way of boiling your blood. And soon your impressive member is poking from the top of your pants. Exposing the top inch and a half of tip and shaft to the slight breeze. But your attention is wandering farther and farther, now licking and placing kisses to the underside of her pale mounds, and moving further down her to her stomach. She continues to giggle this must feel good but it also seems she is ticklish, and you don’t let up until more moans of soft arousal are escaping her lips than giggles, although the former was a pleasing sound. Your fingers work on her many belts undoing them rapidly before attempting her to remove her skin tight pants. She half stands to pull them down, while she does you continue your kisses where you left off just above her waistline, and then to her pelvic region and finally placing kisses on her little bush that hides her most intimate part.

The overall experience for Vanessa is one completely new and very sensual, she usually played the daddy card to get a rough and hard fuck that made her feel helpless in the moment but powerful that with a few words she could get any man to do whatever she wanted. Never before had anyone turned the tables on her like this to turn it into an erotic and sensual experience filled with love instead of lust. Taking your tongue and gently licking the little nub you know to be her clit, and she jumped and tried to shimmy away at the incredible sensation it caused. But your fingers like iron roughly grab her hips to hold her in place while you continued to kiss, lick, and suck on the most sensitive folds of her pussy. The taste was incredibly sweet, and her juices flowed into your mouth like the trickle of the small creek beside you both. She was writhing in pleasure and her moans and whimpers were echoing loudly, but you were determined to taste her orgasm on your lips now that you started this process. Besides you wanted to show her that you appreciated her, and you could think of no better way in the heat of the moment. As you continue your lapping, sucking, and kissing Vanessa writhes as waves of pleasure course through her body, and you count out three separate orgasms that she has under your tongue.

“Please no more, I don’t think I can take much more of this.” She moans out, and nimbly moves away from your unending oral ministrations. Your cock still exposed at your waist is soon resting in her hands and you help her by stepping lightly out of the pants trying to contain the impressive thing. She kneels down and her emerald eyes drift up yours, as she places the full ten-inch length beside her face before licking it from base to tip and ending with a gentle swirl of her tongue around the entirety of latter. The look of lust and maybe more evident as she parts her lips slowly and engulfs the head, her left hand wrapping around and slowly jerking the base of your cock as her lips work magic on the upper half. It doesn’t take more than a few minutes for her half sucking to bring you to your own orgasm.

“I’m about to cum!” you manage, she meets your gaze and takes you as far as she can into her throat, just as you start shooting your load. Like a “good girl” she shows you the end result by opening her mouth and rolling her tongue in the load of cum resting there, before she deliberately swallows with a content sigh.

“Well, I do hope we aren’t interrupting you two.” The new voice raises the hair on the back of your neck, glancing up it seems a party of three adventurers have caught you literally with your pants down. The one who spoke is a very slim yet fit figure, he has some grey spattered in his blonde hair and a mischievous twinkle to his blue eyes. He leans casually on a longbow at the edge of the small clearing with his two companions flanking him to either side.

Gregor Longshot LV 4 Ranger (Gloom Stalker)

Active, Explicit

His companion on the right chuckles as his greedy black eyes settle on the very naked figure of Vanessa, and as they seem to take in everything about the situation at hand you blood boils in jealousy. He stands about 5’ 7” and his green eyes shine with lust, his long red hair in a braid down his back and a beard that matches suit down his front. He is dressed in a chainmail shirt and leather underneath, he wields a long spear planted on the ground at his feet.

Mick Hardy LV 5 Fighter (Champion)

Active, Explicit

And the final member is harder to make out, not standing as far out in the open as the other two. She stands around 6’ tall and appears to have no hair on her head, but her flowing dark-colored robes have the definitive lumps about her chest area, marking this mystery person a female. The hood pulled up over her head masks most of her features except for a stark blue tattoo running up her neck and covering her face in strange tribal swirls.

Kailani Shadowstepper LV 3 Sorceress (Shadow Magic)

Active, Explicit

In a panic a million things running through your mind, first being that you are clearly outnumbered, but they didn’t attack. So, they obviously caught at least part of the show, both you and Vanessa’s daggers are out of reach a few feet away in the piles of discarded clothes. There is only one course of action, you decide to play it cool.

“No not at all, did you guys catch the show?” You try for nonchalant but it doesn’t quite come off like that, more a nervous chuckle. All three sets of new eyes follow you as you proceed to dress, none making any threatening movements as they see you donning weapons. And you subtly gesture to Vanessa to rise and start dressing as well. “So, what brings you three to our little impromptu love nest?” You figure if you can keep them talking at least you will be armed if they do decide it's time to kill you.

“Out killing monsters just like you” Sneers the one called Mick as he answers your question before the obvious leader of the party can respond. You see the daggers that this ranger directs at the brash and direct response.

“Now, Now, Mick no need to be rude. This is clearly one of the new monster AI’s and he seems to think for himself not like the sprites we polished off a while back. He talks and clearly, he can fuck, it's not every day you see a monster getting sucked off by some “adventurous” player in the woods. Besides he is addressing us with some intelligence.” Gregor says the heat in his voice betraying his mostly soft words and you notice the slightly guilty look that Mick adopts at being chastened by the man. So far, the hooded figure hasn’t said a word nor in fact moved which you find a little discomforting. And then Gregor turns to address you once more. “Now as to the show we were curious as to what could making such sounds in the forest, you see here we were just going about an average day and then a womans “scream” echoes out through the trees. And being the caring folk, we are set off to rescue the damsel in distress from some monster. Only to find her getting her pussy licked and cumming in your face before she knelt and returned the favor.” His eyes washing over Vanessa’s form as she starts putting on her leather corset, and straining the word “scream” hinting he knew exactly what it was before they deviated from their path to intervene.

“Well, I am glad we could be of service as far as entertainment goes. As you can see the damsel is no longer in distress and we should really be moving on now. We are burning daylight as is.” Looking over you see Vanessa is now completely dressed and trying hard to excuse yourselves before this turned violent, which by Mick’s snide remark, and Gregor’s overly honeyed words you were afraid it would before long.

And you absolutely hated it when the voice in your head said things like that because no sooner than the thought crossed your mind things went south. Gregor now had bow in hand with arrow knocked to cheek, and he released. Text rising and falling before your eyes, you just had time to think “isn't this when life is supposed to flash?”

HP 11/15

Gregor Longshot LV 4 Ranger (Gloom Stalker) HP 30/30

You felt the arrow graze the upper part of your arm and flash off into the trees leaving a small trail of blood running down the wound. Your hands flash to the dagger at your waist and you send if sailing towards Gregor a second later.

HP 11/15

Damage 8 + 4 (sneak attack)

Gregor Longshot LV 4 Ranger (Gloom Stalker) HP 18/30

Your dagger flashing end over end and connecting, the hit takes him in his bow arm shoulder, sending his next shot wide. And you see the charging figure of Mick barreling down at you from the corner of your eye, your other hand already holding your second dagger in a light grip ready to take on this monster of chainmail coming at you. But you don’t have to as Vanessa appears right next to you and her a dagger of her own goes sailing towards the fighter. The dagger landing blade first into his eye, and red letters flash above him, CRITICAL HIT. After the dagger connected his charge dissipated into an uncontrolled roll and him skidding to the ground. Seeing your opening and not waiting for another arrow from the ranger to find its mark, you charge him and getting close enough bring the blade across his chest in an upward slash.

HP 11/15

Damage 5

Gregor Longshot LV 4 Ranger (Gloom Stalker) HP 13/30

Closing the distance faster than Gregor could have anticipated his longbow now being at a complete disadvantage. He decided to make a wild swing with the bow itself trying to use it like a quarterstaff and making a clumsy overhead strike. Barely catching you with it as you tried to sidestep.

Improvised Weapon Disadvantage

HP 9/15

Glancing around the shadowy figure in the trees does nothing but stand by and watch. You see Vanessa now with a cut across her corset leaking a little blood, and knife in hand dancing in and out of the fighter’s range making razor sharp slashes at him like a surgeon. A quick glance puts Vanessa’s HP at a little over half, and Mick’s HP was 14/29. Tossing your dagger up it caught the sunlight, and against his better judgement his eyes moved off of you to follow its path, moving in close and ripping the dagger you threw earlier out of his shoulder and trying to plunge it into his now exposed neck.

HP 9/15

Damage 12 (CRITICAL HIT)

Gregor Longshot LV 4 Ranger (Gloom Stalker) HP 1/30

He gurgles as the knife finds its mark and blood pours out of the wound around the foreign object now stuck there. “Good fight, I’ll be back....” And as the last of his life blood flows out the wound in his neck a jingle rings out and your knives both lay on the ground in front of you.

Gregor Longshot LV 4 Ranger (Gloom Stalker) Killed

EXP Earned 120

Swooping one up in each hand you turn to find Vanessa now hobbling around as Mick wields the spear, her leg gushing blood from the wound, noticing her health bar is very low and flashing an alarming red color. You approach your enemy from behind. Placing the first of the daggers directly into his rib cage, slightly left from the center of his spine. Letters float above you as you strike. “Ally detected within 5ft”

HP 9/15

Damage 7 + 4 (Sneak Attack)

Mick Hardy LV 5 Fighter (Champion) HP 3/29

Whipping around at the sudden pain, Mick catches you with the long handle of his spear. Sending a flair of pain from the bruised ribs. You see him standing with his back away from the both of you, a large breath flowing in then out of out of him.

HP 3/15

Enemy used Second Wind

Mick Hardy LV 5 Fighter (Champion) HP 10/29

Mick moving his hands on the spear to wield it now two handed as he makes an attack at each of you.

HP 3/15

Miss, Miss

Mick Hardy LV 5 Fighter (Champion) HP 10/29

Vanessa and you barely dodging each attempt, and sharing a look across the small space that separates you, both go in for an attack.

HP 3/15

Damage 7 + 4 (Sneak Attack)

Mick Hardy LV 5 Fighter (Champion) killed

EXP Earned 130

Looking at the fallen enemies and the bags left behind, and finally turning to the mystery figure who as of yet hasn’t done anything besides watch. Both you and Vanessa have weapons in hand though neither of you look like you could go another round with anyone, but she did show up with these two, so she is bound to be an enemy.

“Good riddance, those two were awful companions, I caught Mick with his hands all over my avatar when I logged back on this morning. I had to resist the urge to freeze him with a spell, when I opened my eyes and his cock was down my throat. And don’t get me started on honey tongued Gregor the old pervert loved to watch when I was bathing thinking I didn’t notice.” Says the woman in the hood, she brings her hands up in a gesture of peace as you both turn to face her bloodied from the battle. Walking over and sitting down on a log close to where you ended Gregor, but not coming any closer. She brings her hood back revealing grey-purple skin and long pointed ears on her head, she has black eyes that seem to suck the light from the air and she doesn’t appear to blink at all.

“Why did you travel with them if they were so awful?” Vanessa questions, she never puts away her gleaming dagger as she meets the void like eyes of the elf.

“I’m new to the game when I first created my avatar, they were advertising for a caster to join them on a little exp hunt, and I leveled twice in the first day traveling with them. But I don’t yet have a town teleport so once I set out with them it was easier to just take the treatment than to be killed and lose the loot I have gathered trying to get back on my own.” She sighs heavily, but she smiles as she looks back at you two. “So, I mean you no harm you can put the knives away, if I was going to kill either of you it wouldn’t take much but I would have done it before you killed them.” Vanessa seeing that this was true decides to sheathe her dagger. You trusting Vanessa’s judgement move over to the two bags left behind, and proceed to pick up the loot out of the bags.

Mick Hardy LV 5 Fighter (Champion) Dropped Loot.

Spear (Versatile)

21 Metal Ore

1 Raw Sapphire

6 Day Rations

35g

Pick-axe & Axe Set (Bronze)

5 Pine Firewood

This is the list of things that dropped when Mick died, now moving on to the other bag.

Gregor Longshot LV 4 Ranger (Gloom Stalker) Dropped Loot.

Longbow

21 Iron Arrows

Teleport Stone

1 Obsidian Shard

8 Pixie Wings

4 Boar Hides

8 Boar Meat (Raw)

And collecting it all, the most surprising was the Obsidian shard it appears as if these players went mining a bit either before or after they massacred a bunch of pixies. Deciding to voice a question that appeared as you were going through the loot you ask the Kailani. “If only Mick had a pick-axe, then how did Gregor get a chunk of Obsidian?”

“Oh, I watched Gregor snap it up when Mick was mining though the idiot didn’t see it himself.” She replied, apparently you think this elf watches and sees more than she lets on. But seeing as how she didn’t attack and finish you both off, you offer her the Teleport stone. “Thanks, I was wondering which of them had it in their inventory. You know I wouldn’t have even known it was there, you could’ve kept it.” She says genuinely surprised.

“But I don’t need it and you do. Besides, you didn’t kill us or join the fight when your companions did.” You say motioning Vanessa to join you, mumbling something like “Excuse us for a moment” like you thought civilized people might. “Vanessa, we have the shard we needed now just to find a worthy sacrifice.” You say once you are across the clearing and don’t think what you say can be heard.

“True, well if we don’t have to go any further, I say good riddance, but let’s not forget that our new “friend” hasn’t left yet and we don’t want to lead her back home.” Vanessa whispers but the floating text in your vision prevents you from focusing. Until finally tiring of trying to ignore it you click it open.

Level Up Pending (Choose Subclass)

Options: Phantom (Rare), Assassin, Thief

Fame Gained +14 (Not Expanded)

EXP Earned 250

Choosing the Phantom Subclass seems like the only option as the rare tag seems to draw your finger forward.

Level 3 Rogue (Phantom): Ichabod “Prince O’ Raven’s” (Event Special Alpha)

Humanoid, Harpy, Fey, Monster, Royalty Explicit

90/300

Attributes: Strength 15 Dexterity 18 Constitution 14 Intelligence 15 Wisdom 14 Charisma 12

Health: 3/22 AC: 14 Speed: 35

Skills: Acrobatics +6

Arcana +4

Insight +8

Nature +4

Perception +8

Carpentry +6

Feats: Monstrous Appearance – when attempting to use Charisma in a positive way on creatures without the Monster sub-type, count it as 4 points lower until the target gets used to you.

Natural Weapons – You are in possession of a set of Natural Weapons. You are immune to Disarm attacks.

Wings – Your Wings allow for flight up to double your movement speed

Expertise- Two of your skills gain an increase of proficiency bonus is doubled for any ability check you make that uses either of the chosen proficiencies. At 6th level, you can choose two more of your proficiencies (in skills or with thieves' tools) to gain this benefit.

Sneak Attack (LV 3)- You know how to strike subtly and exploit a foe's distraction. Once per turn, you can deal an extra 8 damage to one creature you hit with an attack if they don’t see you coming or you have an ally distracting them. The attack must use a finesse or a ranged weapon. The amount of the extra damage increases as you gain levels.

Thieves' Cant- You learn thieves' cant, a secret mix of dialect, jargon, and code that allows you to hide messages in seemingly normal conversation. Only another creature that knows thieves' cant understands such messages. It takes four times longer to convey such a message than it does to speak the same idea plainly. In addition, you understand a set of secret signs and symbols used to convey short, simple messages, such as whether an area is dangerous or the territory of a thieves' guild, whether loot is nearby, or whether the people in an area are easy marks or will provide a safe house for thieves on the run.

Cunning Action- Your quick thinking and agility allow you to move and act quickly. You can Dash, Disengage, or Hide more quickly and easily than others.

Whispers of the Dead- When you choose this archetype at 3rd level, echoes of those who have died cling to you. Whenever you finish a rest, you can gain one skill or tool proficiency of your choice, as a ghostly presence shares its knowledge with you. You lose this proficiency when you use this feature to choose a different proficiency that you lack.

Wails from the Grave- At 3rd level, as you nudge someone closer to the grave, you can channel the power of **** to harm someone else as well. Immediately after you deal your Sneak Attack damage to a creature on your turn, you can target a second creature that you can see within 30 feet of the first creature. Dealing half the damage of your Sneak Attack for your level (round up), and the second creature takes necrotic damage equal to the total, as wails of the dead sound around them for a moment. You can use this feature a number of times equal to your proficiency bonus, and you regain all expended uses when you finish a rest.

Royal Blood- Monsters nearby sometimes answer the call of your royal line 1/10 once bonded to you by a sacred oath they share some of your experience and do more damage in battle

Bound: Vanessa Blackhand LV 3 Rogue (Assassin) Explicit

And after having leveled up you look over your new features, the first will be good to have and expand on your already decent skill proficiencies. Though being haunted by the dead does kind of put you on edge. And The Wails from the Grave feature will make you better in combat. You also notice that Vanessa apparently leveled up as well and chose the Assassin subclass. All good things you think before continuing to address the situation at hand.