Opening Night of the Moon's Embrace

I reappeared in the empty Lounge of my Dungeon, excited to receive my first guests and meet with Nymeria and Darien for drinks. The scene was set. The Lounge was warm and prepared with all sorts of alcoholic drinks. The Bathhouse carried an enticing smell up the stairs to the Lounge, inviting visitors to lose their cumbersome clothes and relax. The sweet noises and smells of the Brothel will lure the horny naked bathing mortals, relieving them of their remaining thoughts and coin. Those deemed suitable by Baelora will be guided towards and through the last door into the Sex-Dungeon, where Cyrelia will receive them. The slippery funnel I had spent all this time preparing was finally ready.

I assumed my hybrid form, the one known to Nymeria and Darien as “Victor”, and peeked out of one of the red-coloured windows. I was pleased to already find a substantial line outside my gate, where Azarath was moving from person to person and thanking them for coming. I approached the double-doors and grabbed the lavish golden handles with one hand each. I inhaled deeply, then pulled the doors open and stepped outside. With a slightly raised voice and, of course, my Silver Tongue Skill, I addressed the crowd, “Welcome and good evening my friends. I thank you all deeply for coming to the opening night of the Moon’s Embrace. My name is Victor, and I am a close friend of Percival, who is all our host tonight and will be on many future nights.”. A few cheers were heard from the gathered people. I went on, “I will make this short. If you wanted long, drawn out speeches, you’d have visited a church. Enjoy yourself, talk, drink, dance… oh and one more thing: ALL ALCOHOLIC DRINKS TONIGHT ARE ON THE HOUSE!”. The people roared with joy. They had come to party in an expensive and luxurious mansion and now they found out drinks were free for the whole night. I saw many groups sending messengers, likely to inform other friends about the free drinks. I wasn’t worried about taking the slight financial hit, as we had gotten the drinks for cheap thanks to Azarath and gold certainly wasn’t my ultimate goal. I gave the Succubus a sign and she swung open the fenced gate into the garden, allowing the wave of people to pour in. It was delightful.

I noticed a few of them stopping and shuddering for a second when they stepped over the threshold of the Ritual, only to continue towards the Lounge with a sparkle in their eyes. I mingled with the guests, moving from table to table and learning about the people who had stepped into my trap. The calibre of people was reassuring. Quite a few wealthy merchants, a few adventurers and even a nobleman and his entourage were here. I had met them in the VIP-Lounge upstairs, where Azarath was giving the guests special attention which both sides thoroughly enjoyed.

When I descended back to the normal Lounge, I heard someone yelling my name. “Victor! Come join us.”, Darien was waving from a small table in the corner. Nymeria sat next to him, hiding her face under a hood. I approached them with a wide smile and pulled over a chair to sit with them, “My new friends.”, I greeted them, “I am so glad you are here. How do you like the atmosphere?”. “It’s great!”, Darien was still speaking more loudly than necessary, he was evidently already on his third mug of strong ale, “Tell your friend, what was his name? Mertingal? Durdenval? Surtendel?”. “Percival.”, I corrected, slightly peeved. “Percival, right, sorry.”, he bumbled, “Tell him he did a great job here, I can’t remember when I last felt this comfortable and free. This is amazing!”. His beaming smile and sincere attitude helped me overlook the insult to my name earlier. “I will let him know.”, I promised before turning to Nymeria. She was nursing a glass of wine, taking occasional small sips. “My saviour. How did the meeting with your friend go? Any success?”, I inquired. She nodded, “It went quite well. In fact, do you know my friend Claire? She is a Captain of the local guard and the daughter of the noble Demantes family. She spoke very favourably of this place and your friend Percival.”. I couldn’t hide my smile, “Claire… Claire… oh Claire! Of course, Percival has mentioned her. She was very kind and helpful getting all the paperwork done for the acquisition of this place. I wasn’t aware you knew her, what a pleasant surprise.”. It was a pleasant surprise indeed. I had no idea my marked property was that useful of a tool. Daughter of the Demantes family, a name even I had already heard mentioned in my short time here, and friend to a powerful adventurer such as Nymeria. The Captain was truly impressive.

As the night continued Darien’s carefree attitude and my coaxing lured Nymeria out of her shell and she eventually joined us in drinking, joking and even dancing. A group of bards had begun to play a joyful tune, and the entire room was filled with laughter, singing and dancing. Wherever I looked, I was met by faces flushed from both **** and hints of arousal. The women adjusted their dresses, showing more cleavage and shoulder the longer the night went on while the men became more brazen with their signs of affection. More and more couples, and even small groups, were hurrying down towards the Bathhouse. The more impatient among them were already ripping their clothes off, leaving them scattered across the stairs and attracting even more people to the Bathhouse. Any number of people going further down were quickly replaced by even more visitors. A glance outside revealed that even the garden was alive with people, plenty of which were making out behind trees or bushes, thinking themselves hidden.

Nymeria placed a hand on my arm, and I met her eyes, which were alight with desire but held a shadow of hesitance, “Victor… would you like… would you like to go to the Bathhouse?”, she mumbled. I placed a hand on hers and gave her a reassuring smile, “I was hoping you would ask, Nymeria. Of course I do.”, I replied. I tapped Darien’s shoulder as we passed him, the young guardsman was still dancing with two beautiful girls, and asked if he would join us. “Go ahead, I’ll join later!”, he said with a wink, “Make a move on her, man.”, he added in a conspiratorial tone. Nymeria pulled me away and towards the staircase. The shy girl who seemed out of her element at the start of the night had vanished and she now confidently stepped down into the Bathhouse. The pools and saunas were already quite lively, with plenty of nude men and women getting ever closer to one another. She turned to me with the hood still partially covering her head and stated, “I suppose we should disrobe now, shouldn’t we?”.

I took off my shirt in one smooth motion and tossed it aside, revealing my toned upper body which still carried the wound she had bandaged just a day ago. She took off her hood and stepped closer, tracing the wound with her fingers, “It is already healed.”, she whispered. “I told you; I have many tricks.”, I smiled down at the shorter elf. She looked up at me with her beautiful grey eyes, “Do you want to show me a few more?”, she probed. I placed one hand on her cheek, cupping her face, “I will show you all of them.”, I promised, then my other hand opened the first buckle of her armour.