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Chapter 8
by RicoLouis
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To much money for such small wounds.
“This is to much.” I shook my head. I really hadn't done anything but run my fingers over her hurt arm.
“Well technically it belonged to the one of the bandits so its not my money.” Arwyn replied.
“How about we say a silver each if anyone else in your group is wounded. I can only do small wounds so I would feel bad for charging you ladies so much.” I shrugged offering most of the money back but kept one.
"Ladies? Not sure if that was a compliment or an insult." Freya glanced back as she was rubbing off some dried blood from neck that I was sure wasn't hers as there was no wound. As she looked back she showed off the side of her impressive breasts. She may not act much act like one but she was definitely a woman.
"Freya is anything but a lady." Arwyn gave a little laugh then leaned over and gave me a kiss on the cheek. “But I appreciate it. Very well. One for Freya and one for me.” Arwyn said taking most of the money back from me but left one silver coin to match the other in my hand.
“Your hurt to?” I asked.
“Self inflicted wound sadly. Just a minor bruise but it hurts like it's on fire." Arwyn frowned and reached down lifting up her tunic to show a bruise on her right breasts. "An enemy flanked me and I had to turn and fire quickly and caught myself on my breasts with my bow sting like a total clutz.”
“Just be glad you don't have my breasts or you never be able to use a bow.” Freya turned back to look at us as she touched her breasts and gave them a shake as she lifted one and then the other before she began to wash them off with the water.
“First thing I am buying with my cut of the money is some armor.” Arwyn smiled. She seemed young and new to this whole freelance adventurer thing and probably had gained her skills as a hunter like Jon. Arwyn pulled her shirt up over her head revealing both breasts. They were not a large and full as the barbarian Freya but were still ample being about the size of a fruit each and had a nice pertness about them with hard pert nipples.
“You want me to heal that?” I pointed and resisted a little gulp. I had touched Marigolds breast earlier I knew Marigold. I didn't know Arwyn at all really other then serving her drinks.
“You are cute but you so have to get laid.” Freya shook her head at me and reached over and gave me a pinch on the ass.
“Don't mind her.” Arwyn said as she shook her head. She took my hand and touched it to her breasts. I gulped and began to cast the spells and slowly ran my hand around it the bruise. I had been strung with a bow once when Jon tried to teach me so I remembered how much it hurt to get popped by the string even through clothing. I ran my hand around the bruise slowly watching it fade as I worked my way to the center of it trying my best to not pay attention to her nipple that was right there beside it. Eventually I healed the wound as the bruising had faded. Suddenly I felt dizzy and grabbed onto Arwyn's waist for support.
“You okay?” Freya said as she grabbed me as well with fast reflexes keeping me from falling over as her breasts pressed into my back.
“Whoa.” I shook my head. “Sorry. I suddenly felt a little faint.” I frowned feeling embarrassed. I was sure she already saw me as a weakling and here I was getting dizzy.
“Yeah she has that effect on some men.” Freya said helping me sit on the bed. I didn't feel quite as bad now especially as I had an amazing view of her tits hanging under her as she helped me sit.
“You used to much magic. It can happen to even the best spell casters in the heat of battle.” Arwyn replied. I didn't feel quit as bad now about the dizzy spell. I guess I should have known I had limits. I had read as much. So was it five people a day or did it matter what spell I cast. “It will pass in a second.”
“You know a lot about magic?” I asked.
“I have known a few mages but only know what they have told me.” Arwyn replied and leaned over her bag again grabbing out a clean tunic . So much for getting more info. Sadly there little group seemed to be more muscle then magic.
“Here. This will restore your stamina and give you a little pick me up.” Arwyn offered me a small vial.
“Though it taste like troll piss.” Freya shook her head.
“Have to warn you it taste like troll piss but it works.” I replied as I uncorked the bottle and took a sniff.
“You have experience with drinking troll piss?” I frowned and uncorked the bottle and smelled it.
“If you are going to say something smart mouthed you should have done it before you healed my punching arm.” Freya threw me a smirk as she pulled on a clean tunic from a knapsack making her breasts jiggle about slightly before she put them away.
“Sorry. I have older brothers.” I frowned knowing she could easily hurt me and downed the bottle.
“Well at least you are brave even if you are stupid.” She gave a little wink and pulled the shirt snug over her breasts.
“No hurting the healer Freya. We might need his services again.” Arwyn smiled and leaned over giving me a kiss on the cheek. I left them to finish changing and headed down to see my cousin Gabby bringing over another round of ale to the rest of the adventures who seemed to be having a good time.
“So you get the woman settled in and taken care of?” My uncle said as I came back as he minded the bar.
“Yes uncle. They said they would be down shortly.” I said not bothering to tell him about the coins she they had given me knowing he would want to find some way to try and benefit from my new talents. Even if it was not a portion of the money I made it would encourage him to tell others and I clearly had some stuff to learn about my limits.
“You see the size of her chest?” He grinned.
“What?” I said wondering how he knew.
“The chest she was carrying under her arm. The one on the table” He smiled making me feel like an idiot as he looked at the one sitting in the middle of the table surrounded by the adventures. “I bet they are loaded down with coin after killing those bandits. Keep their mugs full and bring them some food whenever dinner is done.” He was clearly trying to kiss their ass. More so then usual even.
“So do the job as normal then. Got it.” I gave him a smile.
“Try it without the impertinence boy. Summoning that imp is looking better by the second.” The old man shook his head at me.
“I will see how close dinner is.” I nodded and went back to check on my aunt who was about halfway through making it
“You do that.” He smirked and I went in the back. My aunt said dinner had another half hour before it was done. I came back out just as the ladies Freya and Arwyn were coming down from having changed. Both went to their table as Arwyn gave me a playful little wink. The adventures laughed and joked as they took turns trying to pick the chest. Rather or not they had the key was unknown and seemed to not be the point as they could easily smash it open if not. One in there little group who fancied himself a bard, though couldn't play a tune on his lute, finally managed to win the bet.
“So Gareth. I hear you are the man to beat if a lady wants a free drink.” Freya smiled as she sat at a table.
“I don't normally arm wrestle beautiful women.” Gareth shrugged and threw a towel over his shoulder as he came over.
“Afraid your ego couldn't take it if you loose?” Freya teased.
“No. Afraid I might like it if she did. Very well my lady.” Gareth walked over and set at their table as one of the guys made room for him. I never heard Gareth flirt before if you could call it that or if I had it had been to long to remember. Several of the town folk who had come in for drinks had gotten up to come over to join in the
“I got two silver on my brother if any of you guys care to win back some of your money from last night.” Jon said as he came out from the back. I was sure by the time the night was out Jon be at their table involved in a game of chance of some kind like he had last night. Only now they had more money for him to win then before.
“I will take that bet.” Freya smiled meaning if she won she get to beat both my cousins. The two locked arms and leaned over the table. I smiled as Freya leaned in close showing off a bit of cleavage which I was sure Gareth saw as well. Watching her arm wrestle was entertaining as every little jerk seemed to make her breast jiggle slightly as they went back and forth. Her breasts heaved as she took a deep breath and began to gain the advantage.
“Come on Gareth.” Jon yelled though she seemed to have Gareth on the defensive.
“What's the matter big guy. You having problems there.” Freya smiled.
“No.” Gareth said pushing back as he grunted.
“You better not be going easy on me.” Freya said as her arm quiver slightly as she locked up to hold back his sudden jolt of strength causing her bosom to jostle in her tunic.
“I have to much respect for you to do that Freya.” He grunted trying one last push before she slammed my cousins hand down onto the table. The adventurers cheered while the town folks seemed to be a little at a lost.
“And the winning streak is broken.” I teased. I couldn't recall how many times he had lost as it had been at least half a year or more but it was good for him to loose once in awhile.
“Next drinks on me it seems.” Gareth rubbed his hand.
“Make it your best. Then pour a round of the same for my friends here as on your brother with the two silver he owes me.” Freya replied.
“I have just the stuff.” Gareth nodded and stood up and Jon reluctantly handed over the two silver to him
“So how does it feel to get beat by a woman Ben.” I joked following after him.
“Why don't you try it and find out.” Ben rubbed his sore hand.
“Not something I need tested. I don't have your ego.” I shook my head at my cousin.
“He has much better uses for his hands. He couldn't keep them off of me and Freya earlier.” The barbarian Freya smiled as she gave me a little wink as she looked at me.
“What?” Jon gave a look.
“Not what it sounds like.” I shook my head.
“I found it very enjoyable.” Arwyn smiled slyly as she playfully licked her lips. The two women seemed to be having fun at my expense though I couldn't say I didn't mind the attention.
“Now I know you are full of it.” Jon shook his head. It didn't take long before the place begin to fill up with regulars and visitors alike and for dinner to be done as me and Gabrielle brought it out while my Aunt dished it up. Most of the adventurers even ordered seconds though I was sure they had worked up an appetite in there battle. I frowned as I saw Jon sitting with Arwyn as they talked about hunting I guess as Arwyn talked with her hands a lot and was making gestures like she was shooting a bow. I was definitely a little jealous of him.
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