All hail Lekornu

K-T was a bit out of options. He was in an unknown location, surrounded by a dozen people, naked and unarmed. They on the other hand were armed for the most part and most of them seemed to have magical powers.

Whatever initial quest line this game had him on obviously went out of the window when rather than being welcomed and introduced to some adventurer's guild while visiting his first village he was instead arrested as a possible cultist and would have probably been executed after a mock trial. But getting saved by those very cultists put the final nail on his coffin. Even if he made his way out of here he'd probably get a bounty on his head everywhere he'd go.

His only prospect would be to somehow convince them to let him join them. Sadly it didn't bode well for his desire to finally get something to wear, considering their beliefs.

"Please don't harm me. I'm but a simple adventurer making my way through the world. Through the whims of fate I have been arrested by the guards who mistook me for one of you." he explained.

"Fate, you say. I read the report of our agent in this village. You presented yourself at the gates while following the creed and didn't try to hide it nor yourself. Pretty bold of you, for someone who isn't a believer." replied the elder, while scratching his balls.

"What is this creed you speak of?"

"The teachings of Lekornu. Do not hide your skin in unnecessary ways, for there is no shame. At all times expose yourself to the world and others, for the body is glorious. Love others, share love and your body, for greed is a sin. You showed yourself in your natural form and unburdened by any frivolous material possessions. A warrior only wielding sword and shield, clad in non constraining and unobtrusive armor." he pondered, grabbing the ass of a slander elf girl next to him... On closer inspection, despite the lithe body, long flowing hair, sensual lips and cantaloupe sized tits, the individual had a very tiny dick, barely poking out of a luscious bush of pubic hair.

"It is a sign! A portent of Lekornu ! Look at him, his rod is of a size uncommon for humans, it stands hard and proud. Honey told us his seed is highly potent. It's obvious he has Lekornu's favor." exclaimed an old woman of a humongous size, basketball sized tits sagging over an enormous stomach. She was one of them that wasn't wearing anything at all rather than the functional but non covering straps most of them had.

"You would trust him just like that, Graissine?" asked the elder.

"He should go through the trial and ascend as a true chosen, I'm sure he'll succeed." She said.

"Stranger. We cannot allow a non believer to live knowing where our sanctum is. We will offer you a chance though. It seems our lord favors you, so we will let you prove that it is so and fully embrace him. You will go to the trial of the chosen and if you manage to go through it you will receive a new class and be accepted among us. Do you accept?" declared the elder.

"I... The guards have taken my weapons. I don't know how I will fare in a trial without arms or armor." K-T explained. From his knowledge of games and fantasy tropes he'd bet he was about to be thrown in some sort of maze or dungeon. And he didn't want to do so without equipment.

"You will be provided with the traditional weapon for the trial and nothing else. There is more along your path to reward your progress as you succeed in the trial. Will you prove yourself to join us?"

"Yes, I'm willing to try." he replied, knowing fully well that at this point it wasn't really optional. It was clear that they would kill him if he refused.

He was led by the group to a sculpted gate deeper in their lair. The stone doors were covered in intricately reproduced naked bodies of both sexes and more, enlacing and penetrating each other. K-T was hand a staff the size of a baseball bat, sculpted like a giant dick with big balls at the top of it. It was meant to be wielded as a club, either one or two handed.

The cultist were chanting in an unknown language in front of the door which quickly cracked open. A pink smoke blew out of the gate, an enthralling smell that immediately turned him on even more than he already was.

"What should I expect? How will I know what to do or when I have finished ?" he asked.

"Our lord will guide you, I cannot speak of the challenges ahead. Stand hard and proud, you will prevail if you are meant to. At the end is an altar with a pink, glowing orb. Once you put your hand on it you will receive a new class and be brought back here." said the elder. And with no further explanation he was pushed inside and the doors slammed behind him.