Battling an evil cult

“There is a cult whose members have pledged themselves to a Demon which they call The Horned One. The cult’s practices are wicked, centred on human sacrifice and turmoil.”
“Human sacrifices?” The look on Hauk’s face was one of utter disgust.
“Yes, they offer their Demon a maiden at the first full moon each month. And they’re expansive; my sources claim that the leader of the cult is aiming at taking power over the city. They have already recruited, or bribed, several of the city’s officials.”
“And what can be done in order to foil their plans?”
At this, Silver smiled again.

“Apparently, the cultists are in need of an artefact. A powerful object, it has previously been out of their reach. Now however, it’s being transported to Gordor by a group of unscrupulous adventurers. The good thing is that while the artefact is powerful, and would bolster the Demon substantially; its powers can also be used to destroy the Demon.”
“So, you want to intercept the adventurers, grab hold of the artefact, and kill of The Horned fellow?”
“In essence, yes.” Silver seemed uncertain as to whether Hauk was still willing to help her or not. Tangling with demons, cultists and the crooked and the mighty was something that few were inclined to do. To her relief, Hauk grinned and nodded his head.
“Alright, I’ll help you.” While Hauk wasn’t sure about the wisdom of volunteering for something like this, the standards of his order forbade him to simply refuse aiding those beset by evil forces. The Norse were by no means a soft bunch, they held no love for Demons and their ilk.
Silver’s mouth broke into a wide smile when she heard Hauk’s offer of help, her worries soothed by the fact that she was no longer standing alone against the oncoming darkness.

“Tell me…Hauk, have you ever battled with Demons?” Silver wondered.
“Oh, I tangled with a succubus a while back.” Hauk replied, recollecting the events of that particular fight. The succubus had sought to break his will through its usual means.
In the end, he managed to break the spell which it had cast upon him, and kill it.
For what it was worth, he still felt his cock harden somewhat each time that he thought of the succubus sucking his cock and riding him hard.
“What was it like?” Silver asked him.
“Sweaty” was Hauk’s solemn reply.

The two talked for a little while longer, Silver telling Hauk more about the cult.
Having removed his axe and satchel, Hauk listened to the silver-haired woman talk of the cult, her eyes glancing at him every now and then.
Despite the grim details of the matters which Silver described, Hauk could feel himself becoming aroused by the half-elf.
Silver’s glances told him that the feeling was mutual.