From the internal notice board at [Redacted] Spa and Resort: Because it has become necessary to make official rulings on the matter, I must make our reasoning clear. Generally speaking, we DO want to have returning customers, and masseurs don’t grow on trees either. As such, at risk of redundancy, remember these rules.● Predatory workers who offer “Internal Massage” treatment are required to actually be certified as endo-capable. ● Patrons who offer themselves up as prey

20th Year of the 10th Age, Early Spring
In the Skies near the Floating Island of Okka, Southwestern Llelenora, the Continent of Allara
The high elf Ruhiel Sellara recalled the day she had been chosen as the Welkin Maiden. The clouds had looked like they wanted to dump enough rain to flood the world, yet not a single drop fell. Instead the wind had blown and guided the clerics of Aurasu to her. The clerics had taken her from her humble home on her humble farming island with the blessings of her p

20th Year of the 10th Age, Early Spring
An Unknown Floating Island, Southwestern Llelenora, the Continent of Allara
Akino Sora looked over his reflection in the crystal clear water of the artificial spring. Dark blue hair that seemed to perpetually cover one eye no matter how he styled it, a set of black rimmed, square glasses, that same light skin tone and those same slate grey eyes. Even his Hiro Academy uniform was still intact. That is to say, he looked completely the same as the reflection

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The sun streamed in through the window directly onto Meropi's face, waking her up once more. Some of her long, dark purple hair had fallen over her hazel eyes in the middle of the night, which she slowly brushed out of the way. She sighed heavily before groggily sitting up in what she had come to accept was her bed. Torean nights seemed so short, the young human woman noted. She felt like she hadn't h