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Playing With Fire	By : Anesor Category: +M through R > Neverwinter Nights Views: 1515 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: The Forgotten Realms and Neverwinter world and characters aren't mine but belong to WOTC, Bioware, Obsidian, Cryptic, and others, and this builds on them. Plot and most characters are my creations. I get no money for writing thi

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Crypt, and now former evil shrine outside Helm's Hold ---
-- Keryn
The taste of extracted troll's blood came along with Keryn's increased alertness. Wetness dripped along her skin at the edge of her helm.
Keryn nudged the potion vial aside and looked up at Togge. “You finish it, you're bleeding on me.”
The warrior grinned, bruises and cuts on his face. “Already had one, I can wait a little.”
When the priestess looked around, they were alone with a single human body. “How were we supposed to get proof we stopped him?”
Togge stood and glared at the once handsome corpse. “She wanted his sword or maybe his head...”
“I do not want to preserve any part of him.” Keryn remembered the sexual menace in the dead priest's threats.
“Did they specify which head they wanted?” Charlene reappeared with a grin and floated down to pull Togge against her, her wings and tail closing slightly around them. “You, lad, would not fit in a tiny vial like Gordie.”
His arms waved around for a second until he found places for them.
Keryn smirked and climbed to her feet to buff her symbol clean.
Arms wrapped around her from the back and pressed down along her chain shirt as Charlene's velvet voice spoke right into her ear. “I haven't forgotten you, my forest vixen. This is sooo much more fun.”
Keryn's shock ended when teeth or fangs nipped her ear. She turned and pushed. “Not interested, Charlene.”
The succubus pouted. “You really aren't. Don't you want some fun?”
Togge shook his head and looked at Charlene suspiciously.
“Fun is not something for crypts like this.” Keryn glared.
Charlene looked thoughtful. “I could charge a portal to Neverwinter if you desire a pretti...”
Keryn's relieved smile came out like a sunrise. “Thanks, then we can get the prisoners back to Ilmater's temple in the city.”
“We can check for other treasure, too.” Togge barely held in his snickers at the flummoxed look on Charlene's face.
Between gathering prisoners to move to Neverwinter and dividing some loot with a surprised Charlene, Keryn was exhausted. By the time she and Togge stumbled into the Maul and the Pear Tree to speak to the agent who hired them, she wanted to take at least a tenday away from adventure.
The woman who hired them had to settle for a bloodstained symbol of Loviatar, still clotted with flesh as proof. Their pay was paltry, so Keryn felt no regret about smelting Gordie's last possessions.
Togge babbled about going to the Moonstone Mask for a few days. Keryn wondered how long until he was broke again and sleeping on her floor or taking shelter at one of the temples.
She wasn't planning a debauch and set some aside for a shrine someday for her god. She was probably the highest ranked priest of the Solonor in Neverwinter. On seeing her, locals assumed she had to be a priest of Corelon, because they knew no other. She could practice on their range, but their goals were not the same.
Nor did many approve her human blood. Some elves would never accept that she was a priestess. She would prove them wrong.
She had the time.
After Keryn finished replenishing her supplies, she wandered the safer streets near the Hall of Justice looking for some entertainment. Narrow windows muffled the bards playing an old song cycle inside, but Berth's looked like an elegant place.
The music was even finer when heard from inside, as the female halflings and gnomes fit the small stage better than other races could. A neatly-dressed and fair servant asked suspiciously, “Are you a member, miss?”
Keryn's ears warmed.
“Such a lovely young woman, she can be my guest, Nevil. Or is that Nethil? I can have guests, correct?” A dark-haired tiefling in fine clothing lounged on a couch facing the stage.
The servant looked cross, but bowed to Keryn. “Of course, Master Mezzan.”
Keryn moved over toward her sponsor. “Thank you. I heard the music...”
Mezzan patted the couch beside himself and reached to take her hand. “The music is fine here, almost too celestial for one like me. The gambling seems fair. All I need is fine company.”
“Company is welcome...” Keryn always liked dark hair and dark blue eyes, though she preferred humans or elven-blooded. Sitting beside Mezzan, she looked around the room.
“Beautiful company is always welcome,” Mezzan echoed with a grin, sliding their joined hands along his thigh. “You have an enthralling aura of competence... miss?”
She gave her name and they compared travel stories. After the music ended, he introduced her to the gaming room. She won some, she lost some, but she enjoyed herself and invited Mezzan back to her room.
Pleasantly tired and cuddling against his warm body, Keryn felt something wrap along the length of her leg and brushed it off.
Then she remembered Mezzan had no tail and she scrambled for her symbol as her mind jolted awake and fumbled for words. “Wh-what's going on? You had... no tail earlier. Who... what is that?”
“Shh... little fox. You're looking for the word 'ecaudate', and I was a little too pleased to be careful.”
Horror rose in Keryn's gut as his deep voice washed over her. Her pleasant mood fought her need for emesis, but her body wasn't purging her meals or anything else from her fear. Forcing the words out, Keryn said, “Why are you here, Charlene?”
“I can be whatever you want. I wanted some fun and you didn't like my bimbo much. Really, I can't do much that you won't like, so I might as well play with you.”
The horror spread further through Keryn's thoughts. What if she had a Cambion child?
Shh, shh. You're hurting yourself, my little huntress. You wouldn't like a little fiend... Better a little ecmnesia so you forget this scene and you only remember how much fun we had. And we will have more fun...
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A/N: Challenge words for this story are ecaudate, ecmnesia, and emesis. Thanks to my beta reader, who's been kind enough to point out errors for me. Any others that remain are not intentional... Reviews or a PM to let me know what you think would be very appreciated.
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