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Chapter 18 by latexdoll latexdoll

Go in?

Why not?

Stepping through the door the music hits you like a wall nearly knocking the wind out of you. Whatever magical senses you now have, instantly let you know there is magic in the power of the music, but as it washes over you, a sense of joy and even a bit of longing comes with it, but your magic seems to counteract it, and while you are aware of how amazing and charming the music is, it's effect is no more than any other piece of well done music. Looking around you can see a rather wild crowd watching the most beautiful woman you have ever seen, dancing and singing on a table pushed against the far wall. The magic flowing off of her, to you, is almost like a physical sensation, yet the rest of the crowd seems to be effected in a totally different way. They are drinking, singing along, and smiling, but otherwise seem completely oblivious of what is going on around them, as a second beautiful girl is slipping around the crowd picking their pockets, and taking any loose coin on any of the tables. It takes only a few seconds for them to realize you are apparently immune to their magic, and the thief strolls over to you. As she approaches you are stunned by her good, yet a tad boyish looks. She has a very short mop of red hair capping her beautiful face with a blunt slightly turned up nose, slender lips, and big expressive green eyes. She stands just over 5' tall, you would guess, and has a very slender frame with a small firm ass and perky little tits. She is clad in brown leather armor that covers everything nicely while still leaving quite a bit of skin along her sides, cleavage, and legs that the whole look really makes you stare.

“Don't start any trouble and there won't be any cutie.” She says as she gets to you, her hand on a long thin sword at her side.

“Umm, I am just here for a room.” You stammer, still a bit unsure of yourself in this bizarre world.

She smiles, walks over to the innkeeper, a portly man with more hair on his chin than his head, wearing a dirty apron over an equally dirty shirt. Takes a key from the wall beside him, and tosses it to you. “Well then this is your lucky day, room 12 seems to be free.” As you catch it and start to speak she cuts you off putting her finger over her lips and points to a door to the right. “Now, go to your room before you distract someone.”

Do as you are told?

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