Mini-Boss

Together my little team and I head into the next chamber.

The Temple motiff continues in this chamber, it's a catherdral-like room with a valted ceiling, stained glass, and in the middle of the chamber there's a throne. No throne is complete without a king, and indeed there's someone there waiting for us. On that throne there was a naked man with pure white skin, and white hair. He has long pointed ears, and I'm a little envious to say a woman between his legs.

Melli, I recognize that short black hair.

Our mage from a week ago was still alive, unlike her counter parts, and was keeping busy by licking, and sucking on this pale elf's pecker.

Melli +18 corruption points (-1)

Well she’s been busy…. And so close too.

If I have to do a little dungeon delving autopsy I'd say our group was going strong when they ran into this fellow. During the fight Melli took my mana potion spiked with lust, and got a little distracted. While her companions fell, our elf here found her in quite the agreeable position. Of course that didn't quite explain why she was still sucking on his schlong a week later. I'm good, but not that good. Elizabeth and me were bathing in that stuff but only managed to last three days.

"Vampire." Elizabeth said aloud as we came into the chamber.

"How gothic." I say with a smile. It must be that 6th sense of her’s.

She ignores me and runs her sword along the floor of the catherdral as she enters. "Leave this one to me."

"Stop." I say calmly, and enter in after her. "I think this is a fellow we can work with." If he liked getting blow jobs, then that meant the two of us have something in common. I throw up my hand and nod towards the man on the throne. "Hail night lord, hold no ill will towards us for entering your domain."

He tilts his head to the side, looking half interested in what I have to say. Whether he's intrested or not he bats Melli away. I catch a quick look at her, and her blank eyes. I've never encountered a vampire before, but that looks to me like a person who's been mesmerized. "Good will, ill will you'll die all the same."

"Try it!" Elizabeth snarls, raising her sword, and like an attack dog I have to keep my hand in front of her to keep her from charging off. I'm realizing I've never truly seen her fight a monster before now. She certainly has a taste for it.

"So you can talk." I say, still smiling. "That means we can have a meeting of the minds."

He can't help but smirk. "What could we possibly have to talk about?"

"Anything you want, I imagine you get lonely down here."

"Less lonely with her now." He says gesturing to the kneeling Melli by his throne.

"You have me to thank for that." I say. "I spiked her potion before she entered with an elixir of lust."

He cocks an eyebrow. "Who are you?"

"Your ally." I say and then play my hand. I think I've figured this place out. "You're a New Moon Elf, a vampire who comes from The New Moon Plains, home of the goddess who we call the Raven Lady, but you call Shae'hamora."

Both Elizabeth and Cyrus give me a confused look.

He smirks more still. "Precious knowledge mortal man." He chuckles. The New Moon Plains is one of the celestial realms ruled over by the gods, like our own world. It's a sunless, moonless realm of eternal night, and inhabiting those lands are the elves. Not the elves like you know of today. The New Moon Elves are the creations of The Raven Lady, haunting pale creatures who feast off the blood of the living and live forever so long as they do. When The New Moon Plains were brought into perfection along with the other realms the elves were purified of their shadowy nature, they lost much of their dark and animalistic powers, but kept their eternal life and beauty. Yet a few remain, the private pets and servants of a goddess who we've forgotten the name of. "But I don't see how that makes us allies."

"Well you see." I gesture to my group. "We are worshippers of Bellowyn, kin and ally to Shae-hamora." The New Moon Plains neighbor hell, and both our religions have been outlawed for some time.

He cocks an eyebrow at this. "Indeed." He says after a long pause. "What is it you want, Demonworshipper?"

I noticeably relax, I didn’t realize how much tension I was feeling until now. Two forces of darkness can be allies but that usually doesn’t mean we won’t kill eachother. Heck, Dorothy and my grandmother were of the same religion and we know how that turned out. Still it’s a handy excuse to use when you don’t want to fight, but honor or tradition otherwise deem that you should.

"I want help killing whatever is behind that door." I gesture to the glow set of doors behind them. That's what they call a boss door in the dungeon delving business. A magical barrier that keeps the worst monster in all the dungeon trapped. By all rights it was probably a member of The Raven Lady’s cult too, but that’s an inconvenient variable and we’re better off ignoring it.

He laughs. "Then maybe we are allies after all. I want him dead as well."

"What is behind that door?" I ask.

"Nox of Ages The Shadow That Embraces The World." Lofty title. "An Archon for Shae'hamora."

Elizabeth hisses, I hiss. An Archon? That goes way behind on a monster, that's a celestial being. Very nearly an angel. "Then we'll definitely be needing your help."

"I can't raise a hand against him." The elf says patiently. "I'm bound to him and this dungeon."

"But you want out?"

"Of course. Who wants to spend their life in a dungeon?” Let alone their eternal life.

I know the answer to that all too well. "How did you come to be here?" My curiosity finally getting the better of me. "How does a dungeon form?"

He shakes his head. "Clear this one, and I might share that knowledge with you. Suffice it to say that I don’t want to be here, and if you offer me a way out I’ll take it.”

Secrets huh? "Then it sounds like we have a deal. Let us pass, and we'll free you from this place. Agreed?"

He nods. "Agreed."

Star Acquired!

Slot 3: Vampire Bite- Type: Attack - Effect: The User is able to grow their teeth into deadly weapons, and when used on a bleeding enemy is able to drain the life **** from their very body.

Gross.

There's very few fetishes I don't fuck with, but blood play is one of them. I was hoping for his mesmerism ability, but I guess this is fine.

What am I talking about?

I negotiated a peace with this guy, and that actually counted as a win!

"Woah." Elizabeth looks surprised. "That actually worked." She cautiously lowers her sword. "You can make peace with these things."

"Maybe not you." The elf casts her a disdainfully look. "Lucky for you, your master has a broader mind."

"Lucky for you, you mean." Elizabeth mutters.

Don’t ruin this for us Elizabeth. “Then on to seperate business.” I point towards Melli. “I want your ****.”

The elf pouts, and pets her head. “But I’ve grown quite fond of her.”

“I have three more slaves outside the dungeon ready for you. I can bring them down now if you agree.”

“Well that’s a trade.” He chuckles. “What’s so special about her? Is this because she’s a magic user?”

“One of the other slaves is a magic user too. I’m mainly trying to get rid of them. I can’t feed three more people, and turning them won’t be any fun because they already know who I serve. Melli I can still work with.”

He smirks and shrugs. “Bring them out then.” He says. “I can’t take everything you say on faith.”