The city of Highgate

It took us a few days to reach Highgate, we stopped twice to camp on the way. On the second stop Rhiannon told us more about the gods she held.

“If you remember I told you about the god of bargaining. Well there are two gods related to necromancy. One, the god of Bargaining, and the other is the god of Black.”

“Sounds ominous,” I joked.

“The god of Black and god of Bargaining are said to be brothers. Black is the one who aids necromancers in resurrecting the dead, while Bargaining is almost seen like the accountant. Black just wants the world to be populated by only the dead and will help necromancers in their endeavours. While Bargaining seems to be more mysterious, he accepts souls in exchange for negotiating a deal whilst Black performs the deeds. A lot of people see their relationship like a ringmaster and performing animal. Necromancy is shrouded in such mystery, even I don’t know everything about it. If I can get my hands on more black books at the capital, I can learn more about it. But to be clear, I am not using necromancy for evil intentions. My soul purpose is to bring back my parents.”

I wondered if that could be done. But if Smittens had anything to show, she was an undead cat, but showed no signs of decomposition, even after over a month. She wasn’t aggressive or peculiar, just a welcoming and snuggly cat. Did the circumstances of **** value the outcome of a positive resurrection. Rhiannon told us Smittens died of natural causes of old age. She showed no response to pain as Robbis once accidentally stepped on her tail, and Smittens didn’t react. She felt no need to eat or drink, with all the time spent with us, I saw her do neither. Out of habit perhaps, Smittens would curl up by the fire, but I had no idea if she felt the warmth of the flames. Maybe we could get more answers at Highgate.

The capital city of Highgate was a wonder to behold, the vast structures could be seen even when we still had a few miles to go. High walls surrounded the city, showing the impressive defences in case it was attacked. Upon arriving at the entrance, I could see why I got its name. A large gate that proceeded the length of the walls itself, made out of gold. Many guards were stationed near the entrance. They asked for reason at coming to the city, and needed to check if we had any illegal substances in our belongings. After a quick search that yielded nothing out of sorts. We were allowed entry into the city. The hustle and bustle of the towns I had been in had nothing on Highgate. Even my home, Luna Peak, didn’t have this much going on. Many city folk roamed the streets, stalls set up to offer their goods to passer-by’s, services offered like shoe shiners, and prostitution in the seedy corners of the alleys. We stopped at a large inn called The King’s Blessing. We stationed our wagons at a stables connected to the inn, valets helped stable our horses and house the wagons in a warehouse for safe keeping. We took our personal belongings with us to to meet Robbis at the entrance, who had already paid for our accommodations. Myself, Elle and Rhiannon had a room to ourselves on the second floor. I was told the bed was big enough for three.

We dropped our belongings off in our room, it was spacious for three, and indeed the bed was big enough. A long length mirror was at one end of the room. I could watch myself fuck Elle and Rhiannon in the mirror, I thought to myself. A big desk at the window that could seat two people. A closet to pack our clothes into. A wash basin in the corner with clean towels.

We met the rest of the group downstairs, they said that they would return in an hour or so. We decided to get a drink. We heard talks of the region being on the cusp of war, the king of Sarania, the region we were apart of was being threatened of invasion by a neighbouring realm.

Our next stop after a drink was to check the notice board at the adventurer’s guild. Passing a news stand we saw the headline on one of the papers read. Sarania on brink of war.

This must be serious, we bought a copy of the paper. It read about the growing tensions of king Harold of Sarania, who resided here in Highgate, with king Stan of Brimeo located south of the lands. Bad blood was between them and king Stan had threatened to attack Sarania and claim the lands as his own. I wonder if the Malleum were needed in this upcoming war, and why Robbis and his group had been ordered to come here.

Looking at the board, we saw some contracts about killer plants and another about slaying a cyclops near the coast. A cyclops sounded to be the most profitable, and with the correct preparation, we could out smart it. The day was getting short, so we decided to see about slaying the cyclops the next day.

We accompanied Rhiannon to the library to see what she could find about necromancy, we knew that black books wouldn’t be on the shelf for anyone to find. But maybe some information could be found about their location. We over an hour in there. Rhiannon was giddy as a toddler in a sweet shop. She took so many books off shelves and consumed the contents inside. Elle read a book about wolvir religion, culture and warfare. I read a book about human customs. Telling me about their traditions. It said about women wearing a white wedding dress that symbolised the brides purity of being a virgin. But what if they weren’t a virgin before marriage, did they still wear a white dress.

Rhiannon returned with information about black books being a rare commodity. The best place to find them would be at the king’s court where the king’s sorcerer kept them locked away in the vault. The idea was that if Rhiannon became an apprentice, she would be able to learn more about the black books. If she showed promise, then the king’s sorcerer may take Rhee under their wing. Worst case scenario was Rhiannon would become a full fledged sorcerer. She would attempt this tomorrow.

Robbis was already at the inn when we returned. He told us of the suspensions I already have. The Malleum may be needed to join the war of the possible Brimeo invasion. The group needed to stay put until new orders were given by their commander.

Later that night, both my bitches were on the bed, on their hands and knees, side by side each other. Both were fully nude, their fat asses pointed at me, peering over their shoulders, looking at me wantonly. I knelt close behind them, their wet aromatic pussies wafting their scent in my nose. I leant my snout in Elle’s pussy, grabbing her backside. She moaned as I supped at her eager vagina, I savoured her sweet and tangy juices. I took one hand and ventured it to find Rhiannon’s rear end, I felt the soft pillowy flesh and squeezed it. Rhiannon moaned too. I navigated a finger to find Rhee’s opening and inserted a digit inside. It was warm and moist as I fingered her. I changed it up, swapping my actions with the other. Both girls enjoyed my licking and finger fucking.

Elle and Rhee attended to my erection. They licked, kissed and sucked it together. Both had their turn at deep-throating me. I grabbed both of their heads and made them sandwich my dick in between their faces. Sighing and moaning in lust, they rubbed their faces on my shaft, my musky scent affixing on them. Looking up at me in lewd stares they spoke.

“Fuck us Fen. We need it.” Rhiannon groaned.

“You fucking own us Fen. We were made for your cock.” Elle said lustfully.

They turned. Presenting their fat asses at me, lowering their heads in submission. I chose to fuck Elle first.

My hard cock pounded into her wet and tight cunt. She moaned out loudly for anyone to hear.

“Fuck, yes! I love your big cock!” Elle shouted out as I gripped her hips and thrusted hard into her. I couldn’t leave Rhee in wanting, I took my nimble fingers to enter her and finger fuck her at the same time. Both my bitches moaned out to my superiority, claiming wolvir cock to be the best for human pussy.

I switched to Rhiannon and gave Elle the same treatment with my fingers. We were fucking upwards to an hour. Switching between girls and making them climax several times, before I felt my balls itch for release. I ended up cumming and knotting into Elles tight cunt, she orgasmed again when she felt my wolvir semen shoot towards her womb. It was getting late, we collapsed on the bed, my bitches on either side of me caressing my muscles. I promised to cum and knot Rhee in the morning. She smiled.