an unwelcome interruption...

Before you can answer Eisheth’s lewd invitation you are both surprised by the sound of shrill sardonic laughter coming from the surrounding trees.

“What do we have here? Lovers lost in our woods?” asked a harsh voice from amongst the dark twisted trees.

“More like lost babes, sister!” Came a cackling reply from amongst the deep shadows, “but wait…. one wears the robes of a magus; they think themselves adventurers!”

The two voices howled in discordant laughter as though it were a great joke and you spin about, all lusty thoughts forgotten, trying to locate the source of the two voices.

“Harpies…” muttered Eisheth frowning “Damned interfering pests.”

Harpies! From what you had learnt of the winged bird-women in the academy you sensed that they were more than just a nuisance, they were a real threat! The ancient creatures were strong and cunning with some magical talent of their own, families of them had caused chaos in the wilder regions of Gwaydore before being driven out by the forces of the Crown and the Magi. Snatching up a burning brand from the fire, you ferverently search the trees for a sign of them.

“They must be lost, or very foolish, to make camp so close to our nesting place, sister.” Said the first voice, a sharp note of threat entering its already ominous tones but Eisheth wasn’t cowed.

“Cease this fishwives banter and come forth Daughters of Iris! Show yourselves or be gone, never to offend our ears again.” She cries standing straight and proud in the dim morning light.

“Fishwives? Offend?!” the shrill voice of the first hidden sister went up an inhuman octave in outrage, “Who would dare name us, then call us so!? You will suffer; you will beg us to rip the flesh…”

“I am Eisheth; fourth and youngest daughter of Lilith, and I am here with my master to reclaim the lost glory and power of the Lust Sorcerers!” Proclaimed your beautiful infernal companion into the surrounding forest and the voices fell silent at her name.

“Now come forth, bow before and serve this master of the forbidden Art, as you ever served his predecessors.” She commanded with all the pride and authority of a queen on her throne.

However, her commands were only met with thoughtful silence before, after some time, the second voice spoke again in a smoother more human tone.

“A Master has returned to us after so long? With one of their favored demonic servants, no less? Maybe we should inspect our young new ‘Master’ closer sister.”

You can’t miss the malice dripping from the honeyed words.

“It will take more than knowledge of ancient names and some stained robes to convince me, sister.” Came the first voice in reply but its tone was more subdued now too, “But let us investigate our new friends closely by all means...”

The burning branch nearly drops from your shaking hands as two lithe beautiful female figures walk out of the dark forest and into your camp, each wearing nothing but a short cloak of brown musty feathers draped about soft white shoulders.

Your forgotten groin gives a powerful pulse at the sight of them; two dark haired beauties with slender pale limbs, smooth bellies and flawless ivory skin walking barefoot out of the corrupt forest into your small camp as carelessly as cats into a pantry.

The first has dark hair cascading long and straight down over the mantle of feathers about her narrow shoulders, her face is a pretty oval with slim red lips and a delicate upturned nose that belies her sharp glittering red eyes… red eyes! They were two ruby orbs where Eisheths were onyx black, and the light in them studies you shrewdly just as you looked back at the enticing creature

The tatty cloak of feathers runs barely down to her waist, covering the impressive swell of her full lush bosom but leaving the rest of her body bare to your hungry eyes. Your searching gaze locks momentarily on the neat little triangle of dark trim hair between her legs before continuing down the delicious length of her long soft muscular dancers legs, so this was a Harpie?

Her sister watches you with the same keen ruby gaze as your eyes roam over her inhumanly perfect form. More slender than her sister with the same flawless skin and gentle aura of physical strength, this ones hair bares streaks of gold and auburn. A child of autumn you muse as you take in her firm bare prominent ass and tight inviting waist…

“Glamours and tricks!” spat Eisheth, looking back at you with a hint of jealousy and disgust, “You would not stare so ardently if they showed you their true forms, Master.”

“No more than he would find you so appealing in the same light, cousin.” Said the first of the two delightful creatures in a soft melodious voice, a shocking contrast to her earlier harpy wailing. “But let us see the power of this new ‘Master’ you have brought here to rule over us once again.”

“Yes, let him reveal himself to us with a show of mighty magics.” Said the second stepping forward with a look of predatory hunger in her bright fiery eyes. “We and our kin will not become the hapless servants of the Succubae through the trick of some mortal puppet posing as a true Master.”

Eisheth seems taken aback by that and turns to look back at you with some concern as the two stunning but clearly dangerous creatures step past her towards you.

“Let him show us.” They both say in melodic unison as they close hungrily in on you…