Apparently, you're Shin, now

While You were distracted by the pop-up that proclaimed your new name, Hayami proceeded to rearrange your position.

By throwing herself backwards into you, and driving you both onto the ground.

The hard, uneven and rock-strewn ground.

You lost a good 20 Hp from fall damage.

What? You were a squishy scout. Your damage mitigation sucked.

"UF! OW! What the..." You started to shout, but were interrupted by the priestess as she started riding you.

"No talky right... Uh! Oh! Now young Shin. Hah! Hah! Lill' Keiko has much... Anh! Better use for that... Huf! smart tongue of yours!"

Keiko didn't need any more invitation than that, and without ever waiting for any response from you she pounced upon you, driving her, by this time soaking, muff right upon your snout.

You had to admit, even if only in the privacy of your own mind, that the smells wafting from her snatch got you even more horny than you had been before.

Oh! Wait!

Nope, sorry.

That was pink moss fumes.

No one could accuse you of not have given it your all.

Frankly, and considering Hayami's none-too gentle ways, you consider having managed to last long enough to get the elder, and obviously really, really experienced and even more wanton vixen to the climax, one of your greatest achievements in a long, long while.

In contrast, Keiko proved much easier to please.

By the time of Hayami and your's mutual gushing release, you had managed to push the shrine maiden over the edge, not once, but twice.

Heh. Clever tongue indeed...

While you and Keiko just lay there in post-coital bliss and tried to catch your breaths, Hayami gave your quivering body a considering look.

Deducing correctly that you were spent for the moment, she gave out a half-amused, half-disappointed huff, and set on with business-like efficiency to pull her outfit back into its right and proper state.

After that, you spied her brusquely policing the lootpiles left behind the adventurers you had slain.

You suppressed a wince. You kinda hoped you'd be able to get to them yourself.

After all, they were your loot. You killed the adventurers fair and square.

But, on reflection, if losing out on the loot meant you got to keep on living and enjoy your two new levels for a bit longer, you had to admit that giving up on the loot was a price well worth paying.

You were snapped out of your musings by Hayami's good-humored reprimand towards yourself and Keiko.

"That's enough of lazing about kits. Time to get back to work. Fortunes and the will of the Great one wait for no fox! Keiko, get yourself straightened, and return to your chores. As for you Shin-chin, pull your pants up, and come join me at the table, we have things to discuss."

Since Keiko did not seem to treat the comment as a reprimand, you decided it should be safe to relax your guard a smidgeon.

That said, you were absolutely certain that the elder priestess could truss you up in those shackles of light far faster than you could hope to escape, at least not with your ace ability on 5+ hours cooldown, so you did your very best to be brisk and prompt at obeying the request, without displaying any obvious signs of weakness.

At your heart of hearts, both of you were still beastfolk, and the key part of that term was '_beast', _not 'folk'.

... That 'chin' though... It took near all of your self-control not to growl at that.

But, that was how the game was played, wasn't it?

If she decided that her opening in the battle of wits was going to be condescension, the very best repartie open to you in your current situation was to ignore it.

And the damnable woman knew it, and expected it, so that was score one for her, you supposed.

Instead of wallowing in it, you concentrated on the business ahead of you, chief of which you considered getting out of there with your life and your tail.

"I am at your disposal, oh priestess." You stated, with just the smallest bit of amiable acerbity on your tongue, just to establish that while you were outmatched, you still had fangs.

Contrary to your expectations, instead of continuing on in her guise of the sultry seductress or proceeding on with business-like efficiency of one in power dealing with someone beneath them, the face Hayami presented to him was that of warm, earthy matron.

"Good, I definitely like your pluck, kit, keep it up, it'll serve you well. Now, onto the real business. I presume you were on the hunt for one of these?"

She asked, and plucked out of the air - or rather from the shrine's storage meny - a crimson gem the size of her thumb, minus the claw.

A quick perception check confirmed that the gem was indeed a claimant crystal, so you cautiously confirmed her supposition.

And she proceeded to continue defying all of your expectations once more by simply flicking the object of your desires at you.

Stunned as you were, you still easily snatched the object of your quest out of the air. Dexterity, after all, was one of your two highest stats, the other being wits of course.

"If you want to, you are free to leave right now, I won't stop you. But if you are willing to stay a bit, answer some questions and take upon a task for me, you'll have a chance to earn all the loot dropped by those three you had so rudely dispatched, as well as this..." Hayami continued on blithely, ending her offer by plucking another crimson gem out of the storage. Only this second one was a perfectly spherical and the size of your fist.

Your eyes popped out of your face, and your jaw involounterily hung itself open as you beheld:

Superior Claimant Crystal - mythic