Night mission IV

Looking through the small ramshackle houses and tents was just wasting time, Sven observed as he looted yet another profitless abode, the bandits themselves had little to no trinkets for themselves, a few silver and copper AxM's here and there but for the most part, just food items and spare clothing. Oh, and plenty of ale. As Sven exited the tent he looked up onto the hill Olaf had been perched up on when they both first entered the camp. If there's any loot to be had in his shit hole, it'll be up on that hill.

Entering Olaf's house, the stench of **** wafted against Sven's nose, causing him to reel back from the raw stench alone. Blood covered the flooring and even up some of the walls, half rotted skulls were stacked up on one another in a corner of the room, a beheaded womans corpse was lifelessly strapped to a blood soaked bed, her head had been rolled to the floor during the... activities, her mouth stuck agape in a permanent fixture of pained terror. Those men were right to fear this man, no wonder they didn't flee when he bellowed his command.

At the foot of his bed and just beneath the lifeless corpses feet there was an unlocked chest, opening it revealed a shimmering pile of gold and silver AxM, there must be at least a hundred golden coins in there, a serious amount of gold for such a lower level area. Beneath the gold there was another object that contrasted with all the shimmering wealth, a blackened necklace with a flawless ruby gem at its centerpiece. Picking it up in his hand he examined it.

Warts Flame Wreathed Necklace
Int: +20
Wil: +15
Unique Passive: Fire damage is increased by 5% per spell cast (until a maximum of 5 charges) 20s duration until all charges are lost. Fire damage refreshes the charges cooldown.

"This would be good for Ignis." Sven thought as he marveled to black metallic necklace, it was a legendary amulet, low level but still amazingly strong, the passive alone would carry the item slot well into late game. Pocketing the item Sven scoured the room for things he might have missed, behind the door there was a hunting bow, not just any hunting bow but a white oak bow, it was +20 damage increase over Elise's current bow so he pocketed that too. Giving the room a once over he concluded he'd gotten all the loot, emptying the coins into his spacial bag he exited the room, making his way down to Elise and Ignis who were sat chatting.

"I was sent by the guild to get rid of this bandit camp, but we were ambushed by Olaf himself, he killed two of my companions right away with one axe each." She gave a sorrowful look towards the cages lined up with her fallen party. "When we were captured, he tortured them in front of us all, one by one and then when he got all the information he wanted out of them, he killed them all one after the other." She wiped a few stray tears from her eyes. She had noticed Sven approaching towards them and directed her tearful face towards him. "If it weren't for you, I would be dead or worse, I owe my life to you Sven." She bowed her head and knelt before him. "For what is left of my life, you own it. I will follow you anywhere, master." Sven's cheeks blushed a deep crimson. M-Master?! Elise couldn't help but gasp a little, her own face growing flustered as well.

"M-Master is a little much, how about just Sven?!" Sven was extremely embarrassed, his heart beat fast as he contemplated the sexual undertones. Ignis shook her head.

"No, master is master!" Sven sighed as there was no convincing her, very well master would have to do.

"In that case, at least allow me to give you this gift." Sven reached into his spacial bag and pulled out the blackened ruby necklace, Ignis's eyes lit up at the jeweled boon in front of her, she took it with both hands as if she was accepting something of **** importance. As she wore it around her neck, her eyes twinkled off the moonlight like tiny embers.

"Is this my **** pendant, master?!" Ignis clutched her reddened cheeks, dancing happily. "If any other man had asked this of me I would have disemowled them, but if it's for you..." Her cheeks reddened even more. Sven's jaw almost hit the floor at her words, Elise wasn't too far off, however she gathered her wits faster than Sven did and grasped his arm protectively.

"Maste-" She blushed profusely at her mistake. "SVEN!" She corrected herself in a high pitched voice. "Sven isn't that kind of man! You stay away from him you! You! You harlot!" Sven's eyes rolled comically as he began to feel light headed from all of this attention, he could feel Elise's generous cleavage pressed tightly into his arm. Ignis scowled at Elise, a sort of woman's battle was taking place in this blink-less stare the two shot at one another. Was he supposed to weigh in here, he wondered?

"Harlot?! Master appreciates a woman of refined taste to a simple field cow." Ignis motioned towards Elise's chest, Elise simply smirked at the comment.

"Cow? You must be referring to my boobs, a little jealous are we? I would be too if I had A cups." Elise brought a hand to her mouth to hide her mirth, Ignis grit her teeth.

"Master isn't hung up on fat girls! Master likes short girls who do what they're told, don't you master?!" Ignis embraced Sven at his mid section, smirking as she felt the bulge beginning to stiffen against her flat breasts.

"No way, Sven doesn't go for dirty little deviants and s-sex fiends!" Elise blushed as she saw Sven's member pressing against her cleavage even through his pants. She clutched his arm closer to her chest, squishing her sizable mounds tightly against his arm. Sven was frozen in place at this point and could barely register what was even going on, after all as a bed ridden late teen he'd only ever seen male-female relationships online on 'certain' websites.

The bickering stopped when the two noticed how flustered and fried Sven looked, the two let go for now, but the war surely wasn't over.

"It's late, so we should head back to the inn. Sven needs to rest, those wounds still need treatment in the morning and we have another long day ahead of us tomorrow." Sven was grateful for the save as Elise lead them out of the camp, another party member added to his group. As he walked home he looked forward to his feathery bed.