...and yet another pact

“Greetings, Mistress. It is a true pleasure to meet you. This place has never hosted a beauty such as you. My name is Tanariehl.”

“He knows which door” exclaimed Oanaelour.

“Greetings, Tanariehl. We’d be grateful if you could show us the way to Issyria and Issaria.”

“And what is your name, beautiful lady? I have to write it down in our guest book.”

“That won’t be necessary. We’ll not be staying long.”

“I’m afraid it will be necessary. Just as it will be to specify your gratefulness.“

“You sound like you already have something on your mind.”

“I just might.”

“Name your price then.”

The one who introduced himself as Tanariehl smiled mysteriously as he said:

“A day of servitude.”

“Who would be serving and what kind of services? And a day is a long period of time. We could be quicker just trying the door, one by one.”

“You wouldn’t. The doors are closed and there could be… obstacles behind them, that would slow you down considerably. As for the servitude, all of you would provide me with sexual services for twenty four hours. After that time I will lead you to the right door and open it for you. I guarantee that Issyria and Issaria will be behind them.”

The elves could fight and most likely defeat the incubus, but he was right about the door and potential dangers behind them; the five of them could not fight the whole realm. But a simple guarantee was not enough, hence a pact was sealed. The elves would provide all kind of sexual services to Tanariehl for the whole day, Faerun’s day. He would not cause them any lasting harm and would return their equipment before they left.

After the pact was sealed Tanariehl lead the party to one of the doors, Oanaelour went with them, but was to remain only a spectator, later he would follow them to the twins though. When they passed the door Aeriella realized that it were not going to be simple sexual services they would have to provide. The chamber they entered was full of shackles, whips and all kind of perverted toys and devices.