She’s got an assistant.

The sun is just barely visible as it rises up past the tall trees of the forest, that which you came from. Taking the lead, you both walk through the cool dusk air. The large fire pit that centers the campsite that your at, still kindles with warm coals.

An uninteresting, male elf with his head hanging low sits to the far left of the fire pit , he looks up briefly as you both walk by, before letting his eyes trail back down to the ash covered earth.He is wearing nothing but a loin cloth, hiding is manhood completely.

Noire was supposed to delivery you to her supervisor. Hopefully you'll get some answers as to why you were the lucky guy to get summoned here. “Maybe they're at this camp? Or... maybe they're actually far away?” There are so many questions whirling through your mind, but one is starting to gain more importance by the second.

Where is the nearest village? And, most importantly, what the fuck does Noire's supervisor want with you? You're in the dark. You're going to just have to trust Noire and hope for the best.

While you aren't exactly keen on being left alone with the elves, you are keen on getting answers. So... You're going to insist on staying with Noire.

"I wonder if Cecilia is up yet?" Noire asks herself, before turning her attention to you. She looks so adorable the way she blankly blinks at you.

"Why yes I am, have you been waiting for me?" Cecilia asks.

"I would have been out sooner, but I had this etch that needed to be taken care of.“ Cecilia stated with a toothly grin. Her eyes dart over from Noire to you. Admiring your decently masculine figure, lingering maybe a few seconds longer when they gaze across your manhood.

Cecilia was taller than Noire, with black hair draped over her shoulders. She wore an interestingly erotic armor set. The armor pieces, specifically hand and arm gauntlets with thigh-high armor plated stockings. A appear of small pauldrons decorate her shoulders, holding a large blanket styled dress in place. The only part of the red cloth tha encircles an abbendage, was her neck, as it was tightly collared around it.

"I see... So Cecilia, are you the supervisor?" You ask, because it's the first thing that comes to mind.

"No, she is only my assistant." Noire states.

"Assistant?" You ask again, just to make sure you heard it right. Your brain is definitely still bleary from sleep.

"Yes. The superior one is attending the gathering at Womb Water, a famous birthing pond in the nearby marshes. You’ll will acquaintance yourself there.” Cecilia states, playfully stomping her polearm into the ground.

"W-wait a minute!" You say, stumbling to keep up. "What is a birthing pond?!" You ask, curiously and confused at the same time

"Birthing ponds are watering holes that have collected an enormous amount of mana. Essentially, sprite familiar’s spawn from them. They usually take appearance of a small blue looking pixie."

"Interesting..." You mumble. It sounds fascinating, but right now you need to know why you're here. "Cecilia, do you know why I’m meeting your superior?" You question.

"She does not know either. I would have told you.” Noire states knowingly.

"Oh..." Your response causes a silence to fall between the three of you.

"I'll tell you what I do know however..." Cecilia interjects, pushing her hair up out of her eyes and blush’s a light shade of red. "Our superior is a very powerful sorceress. She tends to like to send others to do her bidding but is all talk and no bite. Even if she has horns that look like they belong on a demon. Her name is Evena Dracihorn. When you meet her, do not assume she's any less dangerous than that her appearance suggest's.”

Well that’s just great news... guess that’s a start.