Finally get your quest.

Time soon shapeshifts back into her original guise. From what you know of doppels, that isn't at all how she truly looks, though it seems to be how she chooses to appear most of the time, at least for now. She doesn't ever wear clothing. The supposed garments on her body are actually a part of her, so now that she's back, you're the only one naked. She looks to you--eyes flickering down for a moment--and smiles with a wink. "You should stay like that. It's a good look on you."

"I can't help but notice we didn't talk about that so-called quest at all," you joke.

"Mmm. But isn't it better to talk about things like that when your balls are empty?"

You tug up your underwear first and reply, "I can't argue with that."

As you get dressed, she turns and begins to speak. She pulls her legs in, wraps her arms around them, and leans back against the pillows of the bed. "Well, Hero King. Demon King. Now that you've proven yourself to be a mighty adventurer, I suppose I can share info about this dangerous task. If you can fight monsters as well as you fuck, perhaps you're the exact right person for the job."

"Sometimes those happen simultaneously." On go your pants.

"Not to harsh the bliss of your post-nut clarity, but people have been going missing. Several miles north of here, to the west of the Willoway River, rumours state there's a mysterious, cursed, magic dungeon, where people go in but never back out. The only reason there's any word at all about its existence was from somebody who was too afraid to enter. They got a glimpse of the inside, the doors closed, and he never saw his friends again."

After straightening your shirt, you look to her with concern. "So then why do people not know about it? I mean, the Trade-Lady should know, and something needs to be done."

"You're right. The Trade-Lady apparently has sent in a scout or two, but they also didn't come back. A lot of this is rumour I admit, but they say she isn't sending more for obvious reasons, and isn't telling anybody because she doesn't want a rush of adventurers going to their ****, so she's trying to find a quiet solution to no avail."

"Makes sense."

"A lot of travellers stop at Tanver's Crossing. Word would spread quickly, and either she'd get in shit, or people would want to come see it for themselves. Either way, bad news for her. It needs to be taken care of more discreetly than that. And now, in our time of need, the Hero King arrives. Kyle Warren himself."

"You're gonna make me blush."

"Oh you come back here anytime, and I'll definitely make you blush. For free too."

"Is there anything else you can tell me about this strange dungeon?"

"Only two things. One, the one who saw inside described it as a grid of stone tiles. Nothing weird there. But two, he also said he heard a strange voice that didn't belong to any of his companions."

"Sounds to me like this is exactly something a party like mine would stumble into."

"You'd be doing a lot of people a favour. But after all of this... I would feel terrible if you didn't return either."

Now garbed in all but your armour, you offer a hand to Time, and pull her from the bed. "We'll come back," you promise. Gently, to press a hand against her lower back. "I've dealt with far worse than a dungeon."

"Now you're gonna make me blush."

"Ask and I'll do that for you anytime. But it won't be free."

"What'll it cost me?"

"Maybe taking that form again."

She giggles and pushes you away playfully. "Come on. We've made your allies wait long enough. I can tell you care a lot about them. So I'm happy knowing that you'll be properly taken care of without me. I may be able to take any form you desire, but I have a feeling that I'm no competition for any of them."