A whole new Arien.

One month later...

Arien felt like a whole new person after being on Lana's new training routine for a month. There was the more obvious changes: How he had gotten so used to people seeing his body that he didn't flinch anymore when people stared, and how he had started responding whenever Lana referred to him as "healslut." But then there were the subtler things that were different now, how Irina didn't comment as much when Lana was clearly enjoying her newfound power over Arien a little more than she probably should be, and how he caught Davri looking at him every so often when the half-orc thought no one was looking. It was strange, what he had gotten used to, what he could get used to. Arien wondered what more was in store going from here, Lana didn't seem to think he was performing as optimally as he could be, and even if Garn didn't seem to fully agree, Lana got to keep training him simply because Arien continued to agree to her methods and treatment of him.

"But why am I doing that?" It wasn't as though he was chomping at the bit for Lana to keep pushing the boundaries of what she could get away with. He had been very uncomfortable when they had started and despite how normalized a lot of the training had become he still struggled with some of what Lana asked him to do. Garn thankfully didn't give Lana free reign, he still had her maintain some amount of professional standards, but... Somedays, when he was particularly horny or had hit the bottle a bit too hard, Arien wondered if he really was grateful that Garn held Lana in check, or if he'd rather she just got to use him as a toy like she seemed to want to.

XxX

Arien was awoken bright and early by Davri one gray morning when the big news came. He wasn't fully awake yet, groaning and squinting from the light of the candle Davri held.

"You're training seems to have paid off, looks like we finally got a new job." The sleep seemed to leave him a little quicker after he heard that. Arien got up and hastily dressed himself in his robes and grabbed his staff, taking a moment to comb his hair and quickly look himself over in the mirror. His new outfit was much more revealing than before but he had no time to admire it. He was off to the meeting room before long at all and his heart beat like a hummingbird as he began to think about what the new job would entail.