You meet the high priestess.

You sleep soundly and wake with the sun. It is your first day as a priestess of Ashkara. You put on your old robes knowing your friends would be displeased to learn of your change in priorties. You join them for a tasty breakfast of fruit and cheese. As you eat and make small talk you wonder how best to approach the high priestess. In the end you need to do nothing. Two acolytes enter the common room.

In unison the say, "The high priestess wishes to meet with your priestess."

Arielle and the others seem a bit concerned. You allay their fears by asserting, "My goddess is strong here I will not be harmed. Besides, I'm sure the high priestess here will be friendly." The partial truths and deceptions make you a little wet. You leave with the acolytes eager to meet the high priestess. Your high priestess.

You enter the office of the high priestess. She dismisses the acolytes with a wave of her hand. She is dark haired, beautiful, but most of all she has an aura of power about her.

"Rise, Warpriestess. You need never bow to me, indeed in times of battle you may command me. I wish our relationship to be close."

She waves her hand and begins to draw a bit of the goddesses power. She directs it at you. You feel intensely aroused. The power this woman wields excites you, arouses you. You lean in to kiss her cheek and she meets your lips with her own. You soon kissing and licking one another. Robes fall away. She licks your pussy like she has had vast experience. You draw a bit of power from your goddess, knowledge flowing with it and return her licks in kind. You hope you are a match for her, but as she draws you to the edge of orgasm you fear she has the better of you. You redouble your efforts, licking and sucking. Just as you begin to orgasm you feel her shudder. You both come. You lie on floor intertwined with the high priestess, spent. After a brief rest you uncouple, and she begins to brief you.

"First let me say Warpriestess, I am pleased we got our relationship off to a good start. I look forward to many more 'meetings' with you. Know that you are second in command, all lesser priestesses and acolytes will obey you without question." She licks her lips, allowing you to fully understand the ramifications of that, and continues. "First, the goddess has gifts. This is yours." She points to a leather studded corset. "And, that." She points to a short whip. The whip itself ends in a tail with pointed spikes. "The whip carries some magic, anyone hit by the tip will find themselves in excruciating pain."

You imagine yourself dressed in the finery the goddess has provided. You respond, "Thank Ashkara for this, I can't wait to be able to wear it openly. For now I think the goddess wishes discretion."

"Indeed she does. Take it though, it belongs to you. The next order of business is your mission. Caramus must be delivered to the tower of Alidor, the goddess has plans for him. You do, however have time for an additional task. The goddess sees great potential in the Orcs at the camp in the vale. However, their shamaness worships a nature goddess. If she were killed, Ashkara believes they could be a great tool. Also, the goddess has located a demonic item which you have the power to alter, to make it a tool of our goddess. It is called the Brand of the Abyss. The goddess believes it to be in the possession of some whores in the Dancing Nymph Brothel. Of course your most important mission is seeing Caramus safely into Ashkara's hands. Whichever you decide may the shadow of Ashkara always be on you. You should return to your friends before they become suspicious."

You pack up the gifts your new goddess has bestowed and head downstairs. You mull over what the high priestess has said.