[Owah Chronicles: The Fallen Lands] (Sakura/Hotline/Darian)

[calldahotline]

(Nah, Zaessa is just using Kalira's pet while she is otherwise occupied. Certainly having some fun between the two of them but you made Corrin to be Kalira's plaything, didn't you? And yeah, that image is ok but I imagine Zaessa having the longer snout like other dragons. The image in question: https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/ ... 79d757.png )

"Well you won't have to worry about being seen if you're all tucked away, now will you?" She gives the embarrassed girl a gentle head rub. "Let's get you tucked away in your own little room." Zaessa guides her other hand to the nipple, which sucks it in as well and begins pulling the arms in deeper with a slow but steady pace. All the while Zaessa gently cuddles and rubs Corrin to try and calm her down. For the most part, she lets the girl set her own pace.

[Darian]

"Ah... I... I suppose that makes... a kind of sense..." Corrin stammers as her hand is gently pressed into Zaessa's nipple. The gentle rubbing of her head actually does seem to calm her down a bit. "I-It must for such... affectionate people... ah..."

She's not exactly trembling as the dragoness's nipple sucks in her arms, but her eyes are a bit wide as her face is pulled closer and closer to the ring of scales...

Zaessa can feel the little girls breath over that sensitive skin, her body lifting away from the warm belly she had been resting on. She's clearly hesitant, but the sight of the orange dribbles of milk sliding out around her arms...

"I... I won't melt in there, will I?" she asks in a quavering voice. "Or... or does your... your milk just look like molten metal?"

[calldahotline]

"No, I wouldn't do a thing like that to a sweet little thing like you. I keep all the metal in my belly, but if it will make you feel better..." the dragoness gently presses her claws in the rune formation to Corrin's forehead, causing a slight chill to run through her. "There, you are protected from my metal for a while. You won't find any in my chest though." Zaessa continues stroking the girl with both hands while pushing her deeper. "Mmm, feeling you fill me up... You're just the right size."

(if Corrin tries any of Zaessa's milk, it will be orange cream flavored. because porn logic and vore things.)

[Darian]

(porn logic is perfect logic in this kind of RP. We might be stirring in a bit more DnD than expected, but all you're really doing is giving me precedent for having Kalira's milk taste like chocolate. XD)

Corrin shivered as the rune took effect... she wasn't really scared, but it was kind of the dragon to be so... considerate. Not that it was stopping her from going into that breast... that warm, wet, cushy sphere-

"Mmph, it's... it's so warm..." She murmured, her eyes fluttering as she's pushed face first into the nipple. "So soft..."

Gingerly, she can't help but lick her lips as some of the milk begins flowing over her face. "O-orange?"

[calldahotline]

"Is it? Very few people have drank from me before. I hope it's a pleasing taste." Corrin has little time to answer before her head slips through the orange flesh. The dragoness continues running her hands along the human body, giving a teasing rub here, a gentle pinch there, all the while pushing her in with greater force.

Over by the kitchen door, that same Turxial from before tried to sneak another peek, only for the same pale hand to grab him again. This time Kax was less gentle with pulling him back.

[SakuraHanaryuu]

*The Wyrm gave a low controlled squeel at Kaliras playing with her insides, a wide smile spreading across her face as the witch doctor stretched and tightened her blubbery belly in some rather wonderful displays she'd never felt before, most of what Kalira was up to, or anyone for that mater, was completely new to the worm wyrm*, "Ah...mmmh and I find you quite delicious too Kal, I don't know if I'll be able to let you go after all 'this' is through, such a lovely experience." *Orga stated, writhing her hips in a wider pattern in response to the pleasurable sensations radiating from the belly before them.*

*Orga in her bulk was simply enjoying the exchange relaxing in the molten stew and ocasionally giving Zae a giant wiggle to keep her satisfied and interested.* "All this attention, a girl could get lost in here, so many places one could explore from here." *Orga cooed amorously as she began rolling her shoulders against the sides of Zaes belly, her tail focused now on the dragons spine behind her*, "Lets see if you like this as much as I do."

[SakuraHanaryuu]

(After your next posts, I'll be moving the RP forward, I may take my time getting back though so feel free to get in several posts if you wish to.)

[Darian]

How fortunate it was that Corrin's head was currently occupied, so that she did not see the brief witness to her embarrassment. She squirmed and squeaked as Zaessa playfully patted and teased her naked body. but soon found herself cooing at the warmth inside the breast as the nipple swallowed up her head, and then her chest.

"Mmmff... it's so warm..." the girl mumbled as she is surrounded by milk and the gentle beating of Zaessa's heart. everything glows a dull orange, but her soon to be slimy body curls up nice and easy within moments... as her toes slip inside, she's already gotten nice and settled, only squirming a bit as the milk flows around her. she'll only be able to stay awake for as long as Zaessa squeezes her breast and hefts her around like the swollen boob filler she currently is... but the warmth will quickly lull her to sleep, and soon Zaessa will feel her tiny heart next to her own...

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"Mufufu..." Kalira's soft chuckle is muffled by her long tongue. She sucks it back in a moment to speak clearly.

"I was often inside the bellies of my Hunter Sisters... they are all taller and stronger than I, and often expressed their affection by carrying me in their bellies... I know well how to please such a lovely host. Keep me for a while, and I will squirm out when we both see fit..."

And with that Kalira occupies her tongue with something less precise than speech, but far more arousing for Orga as the hot slimy serpent wriggles around in her belly again.

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When Kalira is finally released, she'd take one look at Zaessa's swollen chest (not sure if both breasts grew or just the one) and gives the Forge Dragon a knowing smile. "How kind of you to treat my friend so well when I was occupied, Zaessa." She says coyly. "May I have her back, and partake in your mother's milk at the same time? I understand if you wish to keep her a while... she seems so comfortable, even as I must confess my jealousy."

Her dark eyes sparkle with delight. Corrin is being so adorable!

[calldahotline]

Orga's precise wiggling combined with Corrin now stuffing one side of her chest peaks it for the dragoness, giving a little squeal as soft walls clamp down on everyone involved. She sits and relaxes for a minute afterward, simply enjoying being stuffed before patting her belly. "I suppose all fun needs to end sometime. Let's let you out." It was trickier with Orga's increased size, but Zaessa manages to get her out alright before slumping back in her seat even more drained with the effort than before. "So... your new armor will be ready in about a day. There are still a few finishing touches and the armor still needs to cool down, but it will be wearable before we leave. If we stop somewhere along the way, remind me to get some more iron and steel."

Returning Kalira's smile, the dragoness sat up and placed one hand under the the lopsided breast. "You may, if you so desire." she says, imitating a high and mighty accent that most dragons would speak in. "But I do have a second room available that is begging to be filled. Take her if you like or crawl in..." Zaessa leans on the table, draping both breasts over it and rubbing each as she lists the option. "You are quite welcome to either."

[SakuraHanaryuu]

(Go ahead and finish your scene up with the next post, I'll move us forward now)

*The next morning, Orga awoke with a belly full and her friends resting upon it, and some excitement on her mind, she'd drempt of a town of warrior scorpions, who hunted massive crustaceans, greater than she'd ever seen, with hide like armor and claws like giant scissors, and stingers of their own. In her mind, it was the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen, and it left her very excited. The blubbery wyrm, sprung to life when her friends awoke, bouncing as she all but flew right up Y'griths gullet and bounced upon her tongue shouting, "Were going! Were Going, Pili Town, Pili Town! To find valor, and knights, and KNIGHTS and Valor!", *needless to say, she hadn't thought to consider if Y'grith herself was actually awake at this time.*

*Outside the copper wyrm, Torarie lay beneath the wyrm, her golden head secretly forming Y'grith's resting platform as it was cloaked in shadow, none would view the golden glamour but Y'grith herself. The dark goddess carefully removed herself from Y'griths perch and reduced in size slipping easily between the copper ones lips to surprise Orga with a pounce sending the two rolling back down Y'griths gullet and out into the lobby, where Tora landed under Orga and tossed her in the air a few playful times before catching the huge girl and standing back up. In smaller form she was about twenty feet tall, and fifty feet long, a feral dragon in shape but still as voluptuous as a humanoid goddess. Toraries twisted smile greeted them, but her eyes were of a charming and playful nature this time, even with the twisted grin, she actually appeared rather cute somehow.*

"Yes I'm hear, deal with it, moving on", *she stated to anyone gawking or freaking out in a corner as she literally pranced right up to Zaessa and Kalira scooping the two up in her claws and pressing them to her bosom while wrapping those massive wings around pretty much everything.* "I've been watching over you lot for a while, just to make sure my enemies don't try any funny business to get some revenge for my own past deeds, I'm a checkered deity with a checkered past, I do good things, and really really bad things too, but if you'll give me a chance, I can be something more than a god to you."

"A MONSTER!", *her face took the shape of a flower mouthed, million toothed horror*, "...And a friend", *she switched back to a very charming face*, "...A friendly Mom-ster", *she did the horror thing but this time was actually cute about it...somehow*, "I'm the goddess of mystery, which fear is paramount to, but I have formed fine relationships with mortals before, and you don't scare me! I simply ask that rather than try and kill the spider, you learn to be her little friends...oh and um, I am a terrible manipulator, apologies in advance, you may have to catch me a few times pulling your leg so to speak...its a very old habbit, web spinner, puppeteer and all." *Toras wings shrugged along with her shoulders*

*To this end Orga looked at Tora and then to Kal and Zae with a smile*, "See shes not so bad." *Tora promptly twisted her head a thousand degrees too far making Orga produce a nervous laugh.* "Mom...not cool." *Torarie responded by looking down with her neck all twisted up saying*, "Whad-I-do?"

[Darian]

(hrrrgh. Sorry, been distracted... and shooting zombies and then giant insects and alien frogs. That, and I've got a pen and paper RP that I need to catch up on in book-keeping. eheh... I'm not organized. But to finish the scene up quick...)

Kalira smiled and shook her head. "Alas, I fear I have lingered too long in the comfort of others. Perhaps I will indulge another time? But for now, let me lighten your burden..."

The witch doctor eagerly drank from Zaessa's orange breast, cooing happily at the fruity taste of the milk, and let her mouth stretch over the entire breast... then her long, flexible tongue coaxed it's way inside. it snaked around Corrin's sleeping form and gently pulled her out of the breast with a gentle trail of milk, and she squeezed down the throat and settled gently into a much darker, but still as comfortable belly.

"Well, let us see where we go next..." Kalira murmured, smiling at her full belly, as Corrin had barely stirred in the transfer...

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Later on, Kalira still hadn't released Corrin, stating that she hadn't digested the milk or gotten her clothes washed yet.

However, Orga's exuberance quickly made her smile again. "ah, you are very excited my friend! But do try to temper your expectations... Pili town and your people may be very different than you imagine. You have not lived among them for a while, no?"

But when they stepped out of Y'grith and discovered Torarie waiting for them, she was rather less than enthused.

"Mmmph!" The normally controlled dark woman actually wiggled a bit as Tora scooped them up, and hugged them. One eyebrow went up as the dark goddess declared her intention to be friendly to them. The other eyebrow followed when she made her horrifying Toothy mouth displays. For the first time since ever, both Orga and Zaessa would see Kalira look completely flabbergasted as she was hugged to Torarie's Dark Bosom.

"... I suppose so? I am quite satisfied with Herquet and Zarosh... but I would not object to being... less hostile?"

Utterly confused by this, Kalira decided to be polite and wait for the scary godess she didn't trust, but wouldn't say so, to let her go. Even if Torarie was sincere... Kalira would be rather skeptical of her.

Not that she'd be causing trouble. She supposed the three of them would just have to deal with problems as they came.

(BTW, Hotline, that meme you sent was hilarious.)

[calldahotline]

Y'grith murmured sleepily at the feeling of something in her mouth, then a strange taste slipped through, then nothing. *Might as well wake up.* she thought as she began stretching with a yawn.

There were a couple of Turxial doing some cleaning and early morning chores who react.... badly on the sight of Torarie. One drops the load of dishes they were carrying [which thankfully do not break], another ducks down behind the counter to hide while the third, a female, screams in terror. The comment of "deal with it" does not go over well either, as the staff are hesitant to approach her, anyone standing near her, and now that there was a deeper connection revealed between the black terror and Orga, they spent as little time near her as possible too.

Zaessa lets out a "Hmmph" of indifference at the dragon goddess' comment. Why should she believe this coming from someone who is a self-confessed liar and manipulator, as well as someone who threatened to eat her on multiple occasions? She suspected that Toraries return has something to do in part with the fact she was trying to figure out how to fight a god. When the hug was finished, the forge dragon motioned to some of the Turxial in the corner. "Can we get some breakfast please?" After a few minutes, plates with portions appropriate to the receivers were carried out and set before Zaessa, Kalira [who also had a smaller plate for Corrin], and Orga [who had her plate hastily set down before the bearer backed away]. No plate was brought out for their surprise guest.

[SakuraHanaryuu]

*Torarie's webbed golden ears drooped as she picked up on the general vibe the two were giving off, but she also locked eyes with Zaessa for a moment, those big golden eyes conveyed many emotions ending with hurt and pain, as if Zaessa had just raised her fist to her or told her a terrible and hurtful secret. The goddess actually gulped, as if the mortals before her...frightened her*, "Ve-very well, you give me no choice", *her voice turned lethal all of a sudden as she sat them down took a step back and stood quite nobly*, "I will have to use my most powerful form then, I warn you, all who look upon my greatest self, loose their very minds", *Toraries webbed ears flapped about as her eyes widened dramatically her teeth flashing just before she went 'poof'! in a burst of golden smoke...when it cleared, she stood about...2 feet tall, as a pudgy little golden dragon-let with big bright eyes and huge ears, the wings were still very large. The goddess looked up at the two before her and went*, "Bork byork".

*Orga's jaw dropped...she'd never seen torarie lessen herself, for any reason, she knew the goddess to be exceedingly proud, bombastic, charismatic, and a lover of extreme amounts of power...this was...she looked like someones pet!...and resisted the urge to rub her mothers cute lil belly.*

*After any tummy rubs or rejection, Torarie joined them at the table drinking Orgas tea, she loved ridiculously sweet foods and drinks, and honey was her very favorite sweetener, she seemed to grow sleepy with every sip, and surprisingly, her tummy swelled just as quickly as one might think, rather than the tea vanish into an endless belly.*

"The last time someone failed to serve my mother a meal at a table, she ate them instead...seriously, you idiots live inside a dragon...use your heads next time, your bloody lucky I'm here to give her my share or your heads would be on the chopping block for sure, damn fools." *Orga shouted at the workers shaking her fist before she fed Torarie a piece of meat from her plate, the little goddess snapping the meat up without a word.*

"Gods don't actually need food to live", *Orga started next*, "They run on Praise, good feedback, giving torarie a compliment is the same as giving her a whale to eat, gifts are a form of praise, good food, praise. The more effort it took you to make the gift yourself the fuller she'll feel...she also likes sweets, so that makes the best gift..." *Orga rubbed Toraries belly after the little dragon put the stein of tea back down, coaxing the goddess into rolling onto her back and just nodding off then and there.* "She could tell you better, but I'm afraid shes actually afraid of you...crazy right?" *orga looked down at Torarie as she was and smiled*, "It never occured to me until she turned into this little snuggly thing...but I think I understand her more when she's like this." *Orga played with Toraries bulging belly squishing her tummy about causing the goddess to murr and somehow purr.* "Their so powerful that they could ruin the world, and yet, so vulnerable because of that power, imagine what its like to be her...for everyone to be afraid of you all the time, how lonely that must be." *Toraries eyes woke for a moment before she leaned back and continued her silent enjoyment of the rub.* "shes afraid your going to reject her...isnt that right mom", *Torarie at last spoke*, "I wont deny it...your caution causes me anxiety...I take this form because people arent so afraid of me like this, I avoid speaking because people treat me better when I act cuddly and stupid...I'll act dumb as a doornob for just a little bit of praise....sigh...your right on all accords Orga...I can't believe it was so obvious..."

"Well actually, it wasnt...mostly I was just guessing but, hey you confirmed it", *Torarie blushed and smiled*, "So I did", *Tora went for some more tea as she sat on orgas mighty belly.*

[calldahotline]

Zaessa reflexively tensed up and prepared for a fight. Turxial dove for cover behind furniture, counters, and doors. When absolute chaos did not break out and the tiny dragon lay on the table before them, the staff were just bewildered while Zaessa just gave an amused snort. She sat back down to her breakfast while keeping an eye on the little golden ball trying to be adorable.

"You call us idiots for being afraid?" Kax said with irritation from behind the bar, comparatively the bravest of all the staff as he is the closest and the only one to have spoken at all yet. "Let me give you a little information. You know what the closest thing to the idea of hell for us is? Not joining The Chorus after death. Then here comes this .... " he waves a spoon in Toraries direction while thinking of a word. Failing to find one, he continues with "... Her, snatching us from our homes and just casually giving us a taste of damnation. We spent almost a week in that black pit, confused, terrified, and disorganized. So *forgive us* if we aren't exactly thrilled about her being here. If she wants something, she can pay for it like everyone else."

If questioned as to why Orga, Kalira, and Corrin are getting free food, he tells them that their bills are going on Zaessa's tab as well as them being practice dishes for the new staff members.
If Torarie orders something or Orga does on her behalf, they do eventually deliver the requested dish (if they have the stuff for it). It is taken to the table on the end of a ten foot pole, carefully maneuvered by two Turxial on the other end. After sliding the plate off the paddle they accidentally bonk Zaessa on the nose, which she just rubs without reprimanding them.

"She isn't going to get much sympathy from me either. When you flaunt your jewelry, don't be surprised when it gets stolen." Zaessa says before taking a drink, thinking a statement meant for Tor to hear. *'I don't know how old you are, but you should be better at putting two and two together. I may not be millennia old but I can see your problem'* Setting her tankard back down, she continues. "Why should... " stopping herself before saying I, "... we trust her when she herself claims to be a goddess of lies and manipulation? Why, when she seems to only be out for her own self interest?"

[Darian]

(whoa, whoa. Let's try not to get TOO much into anger at Torarie. I think we've made our character's opinions clear... let's try to keep it to world building and prepping for the trip. For now, I'm going to have Kalira talk about HER gods in more detail... and what she thinks of them.)

Staring at the transformation of Torarie into a cute-ish little black dragon, Kalira settles down into a seat and pats her own belly for reassurance that Corrin is still resting. She doesn't order anything... she doesn't want to wake the girl.

Still, listening to Orga's description of what Torarie desires so much about compliments and praise.

"That is much different than many of the gods I know." Kalira speaks with a raised eyebrow. "Some I know are grand spirits formed of concepts, such as fire, storms, or childbirth. Their personalities are indeed shaped by the people who worship them... but not all gods are like this. some primal concepts are... beyond the reach of mortal races, and those gods are more uncaring of their worship, and more interested in the running of their spheres of the world."

She waits a moment, and gently rubs the belly of the little dragon.

"And many of those gods are not as eager for company as you, Torarie. Zarosh is famously uncaring of the living so long as the balance between life and death is kept, and the corpses are properly taken care of, for example... and other gods can be far worse."

Kalira shivers and removes her hand. "Some are not related to this world at all... like Yog. Pray you never meet the Lord of Empty Abodes, or hear his whispers..." The witch doctor intones, then sighs. "But, still, Orga, Torarie... you can understand why many are cautious of gods who act too openly or freely with mortals. Those gods often wish for only more power... or crueler things."

[SakuraHanaryuu]

*After having her belly squished about and played with for a few minuets, Torarie scampered back off of Orga and returned to her mighty dragon form, growing slowly and elegantly into the striking figure of a godly and regal wyrm of glittering gold, she approached the Turxial but respected their personal space laying down rather than take an aggressive stance*, "...I...am so sorry..." *Torarie bowed to them....a goddess...bowed to a mortal*, "I cannot say I would have acted differently otherwise...but in matters of religion, I understand your pain, in recompense, I offer you a favor, any one task you ask of me, I shall see done if it is within my power to do so, and if not, I will still try my best." *Only now did Torarie raise her head, she then returned to Orga, returning to her hatchling form, and coiling up on her belly again*

"Why are you trying so hard to win them over mom? This is very strange..." *Orga asked, to which Torarie responded*, "I can see the flow of destiny in my mind Orga, you're destiny is tied to these people, that alone makes them worth my effort, but also because a goddess should conduct herself in a respectable manner...and I have been very rude to my hosts."

*Orga wasn't expecting a response...but...it was reasonable enough, however Orga then stood from the table with Torarie in her arms*, "...I still think their being foolish"

"Sit down Orga", *the Wormy one just dropped back into her seat as she was told*, "No daughter of mine should run away, stay and confront their scorn as a daughter of the abyss should."

"As for you Zaessa, yes I am a manipulator, its in my nature and I cannot change who I am...but I am no liar, that accusation came from your own lips...and you should stop claiming me to be such...I...well...it hurts my feelings. A goddess is not meant to lie, if a deity lies, then they cannot be depended on, our word is binding after all, some gods have rules so strict that if they say they will do something they litterally have to do it, as for me..." *Torarie oppened her little maw and showed Zaessa her tongue which was golden and covered in black spiraling and twisting markings, she closed her maw and continued*, "I have the power to know the secrets of anyone within a certain radius of my body, however, I can also seal a secret on someones tongue...my master, the goddess who made me, forced me to seal certain secrets on my own tongue when she learned of my ability...all of hers, and even some of my own...with many of my abilities tied so closely to speech...why would I dare tell lies that would only serve to discredit my words? You can see why this would insult me rather deeply..."

[calldahotline]

The Turxial start to back away when approached by the now bigger dragoness, then stare in confusion at her words. Glancing around at each other, they slowly return to their work. Later they will get word back to the village elders of this favor owed them, which will be a carefully kept secret until such time as it is needed. Going about their duties they were *less* hesitant of Torarie than before, but still tried to keep more than a couple arm's distance whenever it was possible.

Zaessa stared long and hard at the little golden ball of dragon on the table while she spoke. The forge dragon's face was unreadable through the speech, then the lower half covered partially by her hands as she propped her head up. Thoughts, questions, and connecting ideas raced across her brain."Back in that temple after the camp, you said you only lied to those who deserved to be lied to. Here you say you are not a liar. I guess I know where I stand." she thought with dry amusement. "I don't think you being here is a coincidence. You have a goal; and you are a manipulator. Here you are asking to be trusted. The grand question is why?" Cold anger and paranoia oozes from her mind as she begins to doubt and double-guess every word from the gods mouth then, upon connecting her telepathy to the argument, even her own thoughts. She honestly considers trying to create a helmet to block the effects (medieval tin-foil hat or the like).

After a few minutes of tense silence, she lowers her hands to the table and speaks in a montone voice. "It seems I am out voted." is all she says, speaking volumes with what she didn't. Zaessa goes back to her breakfast, eating quietly has her thoughts drift towards forging weapons.

[SakuraHanaryuu]

'Anyone who says they 'never' lie is a liar fearful one', *Torarie finally responded to Zaessa's mental prodding*, "I said I don't lie, theres a difference, but my intended meaning was that I don't lie unless someone deserves it...in that I have not lied to any of you...yet...it doesn't mean I never will. Now then, why am I here? Good question...why are you here?" *she paused for a moment to let that sink in.* "Perhaps I'm hear because you'd all make a great snack...or that my daughter is here and I want to support her, or that I owe the Turxial an appology...or perhaps I'm trying to seduce a big dragon into my maw, OR just maybe...I'm hear because I want to be here...but no really you look delicious, can't I please eat you whole?" *Torarie said all this while rather innocently looking Zaessa over, though the last bit she made doe eyes and licked her chops for a moment.*

*If anyone asked about what Torarie was doing with or to Zae she responded*, "Zae wanted to have a secret conversation so were dream talking right now, its private and I won't tell you what its about...she can if she wants to though. Hey you wouldn't happen to serve any seafood here do ya? Squid or octopus is a favorite of mine, and I know Orga just loves crabby stuff, if you need me to I can fetch you some ingredients though, lots of goodies from my abyss...have you ever cooked a giant centipede? Their delicious, like a cross between chicken and lobster."

[calldahotline]

At the request to eat her, Zaessa takes a carefully timed drink to help mask her facial expression, but Torarie gets the impression of the orange glowing sour-puss making a rude gesture at her. She had many to choose from, having visited many different cultures over her lifetime, but this one was quite prevalent and mean spirited while not quite insulting. "I am not the one claiming not to be a liar. What criteria determines weather you think someone deserves to be lied to? How can I trust any information from you when at any time I could be in that list of people who 'deserve' it? I am here to gather and spread knowledge, improving my technique and giving people means to sustain and defend themselves. As for why you are here, I can't know.... wait, I know I can't know your goal so I cannot be sure of anything from you.

On hearing her food request, a couple of the staff go back to start preparing some fish. Kax spoke on their behalf. "They're still training, so you'll have to have what we usually prepare. It's just plain fish. Our best cook was sent to join the chorus back in the goblin attack." While he doesn't mention it, it is still a sore point that she wanted to eat their bodies. "So no exotic ingredients for now. You'll get the bill after breakfast." When the plate of grilled fish was brought out, only about a dozen, they also brought one of the menus so Torarie could ponder over pricing.

[SakuraHanaryuu]

*Upon having a plate to snack on, Torarie took up an anthro shape cloaked in black wide sleeved robes with golden markings and inner lining, though of course well bloated and voluptuous much like Orga. However Torarie kept her belly on the leaner side, pushing the weight to her breast and rear, she still had a bit of a tummy but not nearly the rounded ball of blubber the worm wyrm possessed, perhapse this was a visual representation of how Torarie was feeling right now.*

*As the goddess slurped in a whole fish her cheeks puffing up as she crossed her legs and popped open a menu, she snapped a finger materializing a black chair under her, kept simple and relatively shaped like everyone elses though she couldn't help but add a little engraving on the design. After a heavy gulp devoured the first fish, she stated, I'm going to have to teach your cook how to cook...this is miserably un-seasoned...I don't think theres even salt on it..."

*Torarie payed for the fish, but she didn't finish the plate, instead she stood from her seat, waltzed over to Zaessa, and wrapped her body around the other dragon, planting a full kiss on her lips before quite literally abducting her into the shadows, Orga calling out "Mom MOM! What are you!?!-" *then they were gone, Torarie pulling her prey into the darkness she whispered.* "I did try asking nicely, but everyones playing hard to get...and I'm not a patient person."