The Aftermath

It takes some time for you to come back from things and as you do, you realize a variety of messages are flashing and blinking for you. You wearily begin scanning through them, layers of information flashing. You start at the first, a small tutorial box.

Welcome to the Thrall System. This system allows you to manage and control each of your Thralls as they develop. To begin you must completely Corrupt a Thrall and hold them for a set amount of time. Once this occurs a Thrall is a permanent companion and cannot be released except by specific spells. Please be aware this system is in beta and may change at any time.

Then lists of menu options, dropdowns for the pair you'd corrupted. A lot to take in...and a lot to consider about what you were going to do with your newfound power.

For now, you wanted some time to rest and consider the possibilities...but not here. You couldn't exactly hide these two, and you weren't about to let them go just to get some sleep. Time to check on your charges.

Vel is completely ****, passed out in the middle of the floor and still leaking black from his ass and mouth, coating the floor. Nyssa is awake, but still unable to move, sprawled over Vel's ass and shivering from time to time. You begin to move, crawling over towards them and settling next to Nyssa, who is moving her head to look at you in tired dismay. "No more. Can't...tired." she murmurs, but you can't really answer her right now. You're busy checking her information. If you're right, a player at her level has had to go through the tutorials for...

Ahah! Player housing.

True to your suspicions, she does indeed own a house and you quietly move atop her, ordering her to stand as you wrap yourself around her back. She's exhausted but cannot help to follow your commands, scraping herself up and then Vel at your prompting, more commands urging her to gather everything into her pack. Once it's done, all that's left is to have Nyssa teleport home. She looks ridiculous, holding the girlish acolyte in one arm and an overstuffed pack in the other, but you ignore it.

She seems to realize what you're up to immediately and you think you can feel her struggling against the link...but to no effect. Her fingers are moving into her pack, drawing a teleporting crystal...and it all goes white.