Magic on the Bravos

Liv took a step forward to support Emmaline’s suggestion. “Emmaline’s right. We should focus on getting this magic off us.” Now that she focused on it, she could feel how wet she was. She fought back the blush as she turned to face the Gnoll. His loincloth was still tented, bringing the image of his cock back to her mind. Liv remembered the smell of it. She remembered the feel of that single drop of cum on her skin. They needed to get this magic off of them.

The Gnoll nodded, still working on the deer even as they talked. “If I understand it right, that magic cloud causes a massive spike in lust that twists the mind into only wanting pleasure. The effect will be constantly reapplied as long as the fog is active. Now that you are out of it, it shouldn’t reapply.”

Emmaline placed a finger against her chin in thought. “So we just have to trigger the effects and wait for them to wear off?”

Gruul nodded. “Sounds right. I am not a magic caster so I don’t know for sure.”

Emmaline raises an eyebrow, her voice teasing. “You seem to know a lot for someone who isn’t a mage.”

Gruul looked away and scratched his head. “Yeah well, I’m nosy. Anyway you should be able to trigger it through orgasm.”

Liv sighed. “Are you fucking serious?”

Emmaline smirked. “Oh? Do you have anything there to help us fix our problem, Gruul?”

Gruul blinked before looking down at his tented loincloth. He looked up to find Emmaline smirking, Liv scowling, and Becky blushing. “Oh I don’t think that would be a good idea.”

Emmaline staggered slightly at the unexpected response. “What? Really?” Emmaline was so flat-footed by this that Liv couldn’t hold in her laugh.

Gruul nodded. “Im pretty sure if I came on or in you, that would cause a reaction that would take significant recovery time.”

Emmaline looked skeptical but Liv knew he was right. “We do it ourselves then.”

Emmaline smirked. “Including you Gruul. You have obviously have some magic to ‘dispel’ as well”

Gruul shook his head. “This isn’t magic, I can just smell you all right now.” The Bravos looked at each other before he continued. “Which the others can do too. So if you want to rescue Fuu, I recommend washing off your scent before you try another attack.”

Liv nodded. She understood the concept and, as a ranged attacker, being as hidden as possible would be preferable. “I saw a stream a few minutes back that way.”

Emmaline nodded. “A very good idea, let’s go while Gruul starts cooking shall we.”

Becky stood up before looking at her companions. “W-w could go one at a time?”

Gruul cut in before any of the others could. “The Gnolls will be busy licking their wounds for a little while, but we are not the only dangers in the woods. Be careful.”

Emmaline wrapped an arm around Becky. “Exactly, we should all go together!” She seemed far too excited about the concept.

Becky blushed but then shook her head. “I will stay here.”

Liv **** the blush off her own face as she turned to her leader. “Becky, are you sure?”

Becky nodded as she placed a hand on her medicine pouch. “With his injury, he isn’t going to be as much help as he could be. Fuu doesn’t have time for him to recover so I will fix him up. Can you bring back some water for me to clean up the smell after I…?” She couldn’t finish but Emmaline gave her a smile and a nod.

Liv turned to Gruul as she and Emmaline walked away. “Don’t get her captured or I will kill you myself!”

Gruul simply waved the comment off as he began attempting to start a fire.