This relatively circular mountain town and its thriving ecosystem have a canal.
The 2.4 meters Mertaru, thrust upon Nuu's shoulder, drew the attention of ladies on the balcony.
" Mama, doesn't that look like that gadget under your bed?" said an 11-year-old lad
Those guests staying in her Inn couldn't help laughing.
"Shut up, Dale! Why aren't you sleeping"
"...."
"Hooves and Horn?" a rather lanky man stood from his seat in amazement.
"Brother, Is that…."
"Hurry, we must confirm!"
"Impossible, how did he capture such a behemoth?" A passing merchant leaving the gate look on in awe
A small crowd follows behind Nuu and the female skipper.
Such a strong man was god sent, luckily she reached him first.
"The only bathhouse belongs to the Baron, but my dwelling can accommodate your needs…" The surrounding skipper didn't fail to show their displeasure. A lengthy insult was thrown her way.
The black nodachi protrudes through his cloak and the behemoth upon his shoulder.
Those following behind them came to the conclusion that he was here to join the Baron's camp.
"It's impolite to ask for one's name, without giving yours, hag!" said Nuu
The hood obstructing his face was no more.
"Eeeh, you snot-nosed brat….You're alive, where's Yanis and the cold bastard?" said Berta
Once the hood came down, the female within the crowd became rowdy, some were brazen enough to squeeze his ass.
Berta became thunderstruck, 'He sure grew into a dashing swindler…'
" Are you going to keep ogling…I know it's been a while, but isn't your gaze a little unnatural?" Nuu playfully tease.
"Humph, It seems you forgot how to behave…We haven't seen each other in decades and you bring along that…. You're still troublesome as ever?"
"Ha, like you have room to talk! Did you forget the time we capture that noble's brat?" said Nuu
"Come on, that's long ago…bedside the cutey didn't want to return." The shameless 195 years-old, chubby Berta continued to sashay over the arch bridge.
" That's not what I recall…" The next thing he felt upon his feet was Berta's sandal.
"No one asked you to recount," A blush as she scurry off.
'As shameless as ever…. Berta is still Berta,' thought Nuu as he followed along with his scandalous woman on his shoulder.
A few depraved hands grope at the lady on his shoulder.
"..."
It didn't take long for them to reach the dock.
Nuu continues to tug upon the chain. As his captive thrashed about.
Even those muffle sounds were pleasing to his ears.
"Priscilla, get your ass in the water, now!" said Nuu with no room for negotiation
The unwilling silver hair bombshell shuddered, she didn't want to relive the event from two days ago.
Her lower half became fish-like the moment they touch the water.
A golden scale replaces the hoove. As she dove in.
Nuu pulls at her chain, the nipple clamps tug upon her exposed rack.
"We don't have all day, prepare the seating, if you dare to escape, I'll return to that place and finish off where I left off!"
Her movement came to an abrupt stop, a little grumble could be heard.
"Come here!" the gag ball was taken out, not before whispering into her ear.
"..."
A few seconds later. Priscilla spat out 6 litter of resin.
The resin inflates upon the water. A bubble-like membrane floats on the surface.
Priscilla swims into the bubble. A coating surrounded her figure.
A breathable underwater air bubble. "Cool!" a child among the crowd shouted
"Ooh!" said Berta looking on in awe
A nifty seat cushion came with the bubble
" is it safe?" said Berta
"Humph!" responded Priscilla
She didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
' Sassy little thing, hun?'
Those riding upon their Hammer Bull became stupified, their beast refuse to get any closer. Priscilla's killing intent made it clear, she was not to be touched.
The incoming guards shouted at Nuu, an unregistered transportation is forbidden, but Nuu's blatant disregard left them stunned.
"How did you do it?" said Berta
"You really want to know?" A twisted smile plastered his good looks.
"You know what, never mind! Let's get out of here, so damn embarrassing!" She really wanted a place to bury herself.
Before they could mount Priscilla
"Sr. Please wait, are you willing to sell the Mertaru?" a man that seems to be in his mid-60 came forward, along with others
" Not interested!" said Nuu
"I can double the market price, have you heard of Barret Trading, what do you say?" His lecherous gaze, says everything.
"Scram! She's not for sale…what part aren't you getting!" Not giving them any more attention he pulls Berta into his embrace. Onto Priscilla's back, they jump
*Psh*
The bubble maintains its integrity.
No matter how much these fools bid, Nuu couldn't part with such an excellent test subject. Although the mission assigned to him is of urgent importance, there's nothing that said he couldn't have a little fun along the way.
" Clear the dock, I'm with the town watch…hurry after them!" said Captain Harriet.
".... "
A visible vine protrudes from the lanky Tomlin, "Who doesn't know my Barriet Trading?"
The frenzy for a wild Mertaru spread quickly, Priscilla can fetch anywhere between 7 to 10 million ducats.
Those lurking in the shadow kept their distance.
'Don't blame us, who told you to show off.' with that a Hupo was set loose
"Hurry and report to Baron Roslin. We must acquire that beast, imagine if we can produce more of her kind. We won't have to sacrifice so many young men every year!" said Captain Harriet
The rare Mertaru in a small town became famous, overnight.
After all, the Mertaru are descendants of Minotaurs and Mermaids, a species known for their tremendous strength and reproductive ability.
During the Great Year of Mockery, incestual behavior wasn't the only issue plaguing the Khan Dynasty.
A group of nobles taught it would be hilarious to crossbreed species that normally wouldn't come in contact with each other.
One of their many experiments was such, the monstrosity that came out of these labs exists to this day.
A few of these sentient beings formed intelligence and occupied secret planes.
The Mertaru is one such being living in a remote region.
Their durable bodies and innate ability to create a high-pressure membrane that can withstand more than 32,000 psi [pound-force per square inch] underwater.
The exploitation by slave traders, caused them to go into hiding.
A seafaring City like Fyorc relies heavily on the resin membrane.
However, it's not as easy to capture a Mertaru.
Mertaru travel in packs, just like dire wolves.
Another troubling aspect, their transformation grants them abnormal speed, even a Rank 2 Knight will find it difficult to keep up.
Especially, when they enter any large body of water. It is nearly impossible to track them.
A Mertaru like Priscilla is the cream of the crop.
A normal Mertaru has low intelligence, and their upper body depends on the luck of the draw.
It's not strange to come across one with fish-like appendage or cow ears.
Meanwhile, Priscilla looks like a normal human, the only distinction being her horns.
[The bottom half of a Mertaru can alternate between, a flipper, hooves, or actual human legs.
These changes solely depend on the individual's desire. Only their upper body is the luck of the draw.]
Priscilla, charges through the canal like a speed boat, leaving behind the stunned onlooker. As she dove below the water.
Once she resurfaces they were already a thousand miles from the dock.
The moonlight illuminates their path, as her shadow flashes through the water.
Nuu continues to steer forward.
The night breeze and firelilies made for a romantic scene.
" How's that lecherous bastard doing?" said Nuu
"Humph, like you have room to talk…Bedside, he's been dead for years now."
"------------------"
A bottle of Chateau de mol passes to Berta.
*Glug*
*Glug*
"Gu Gu Gu!"
"Damn it, the least you can do is comfort a widow!"
"Ha, so who done him in…" said Nuu
With a large swig, her eyes became misty.
"If only you were here, Drogo wouldn't have gone out like that…Why did you leave us?" Berta completely ignores Nuu's antics
From the perspective of those looking in, a rather indecent couple.
" Berta, pull yourself together…that was the past, you should already know, being a bandit was only temporary, so tell me who's the bastard that kill our good brother?" said Nuu
"Why are you even shouting? I know already… It would have been great if we were all together like in the good old days. Sigh!
You know how Drogo loves taking risks, someday he would come home drunk with a large bundle of ducats. I ask where he got it from, he told me not to worry about it….Out of curiosity, I follow the bastard.
We promise each other to live an honest life and keep no secret. I wouldn't have minded if he had a mistress on the side, but to my shock, he was whoring himself to some decrepit old bitch, can you believe that, Nuu? I was being replaced.
Look at me Nuu, what man wouldn't want all of this?" Berta shows off her legs while pushing forward her bosom.
Nuu almost spat out the wine, it took a lot to control himself.
"..."
" Why are you looking at me like that…Do you think I kill him?" Berta completely misunderstood Nuu's expression
He was in no mood to correct her, " What happen next?" said Nuu
"Oh, right…I was so enraged, I when back home, waiting for his return. Only for the bastard to return with blood soak trousers, and broken teeth.
I only find out a month later, the woman our beloved Drogo was fucking, none other than Roslin's mother."
"Whose Roslin," said Nuu
"Eeeh, you of all people don't know the fat obscene manchild. He's the Baron of this shithole town.
Thanks to your grand entrance I have no doubt, he'll find trouble with you, along with whatever the fuck this is?" said Berta
"Why are you still here, and no less whoring yourself to his men for a measly ducat. You're a Squire for fuck sake and Drogo was a Knight, we aren't just any run-of-the-mail mountain bandit.
Did your even train or was it non-stop fun and games? A lowly Baron killing a member of my 'family,' what the hell Berta?" Nuu drowns his anger with another swig.
Berta snatches the bottle back, " The hell you talking to like that…Don't think because you have grown a little taller, I wouldn't dare spank you." Berta fiercely shove her finger in his face
" We will see who will spank whom, but I need an answer. Enough with the jokes. Why have you become like this?" said Nuu
"Bah, shameless man! You would even touch a widow….It's as you guess, we choose to live the life of a mortal. Our original plan was to spend a few weeks and move to the nearest city….Weeks turn to months and months turn to years.
Before we knew it, our life was filled with a bundle of joy. But all that changed when that lard, became the Baron of our little paradise.
The men over the age of 17 were forcefully conscripted.
Roslin tries recruiting my Drogo, only to retreat like a beaten dog.
With each passing year, the male population dwindles. While the men fought on the battlefield the sniveling shit impregnated their loved ones. You ask why I haven't left..." The bitterness and anger all came out.
A few minutes later they came back to dry land. Berta continues to explain her situation.
Priscilla had already transformed, taking the form of a human female.
There was originally another crowd, but that changed when Nuu grab both ladies and disappear.
"We're here!" said Berta pointing to the lonesome house on the hilltop
There seems to be a lot of noise, what seems to be at least two teenagers and five minors.
"Can you please give her proper clothing!" said Berta, as she pointed at the exotic beauty.
Nuu took out a black cloak and handed it to Priscilla. "Are they all Drogo, children?"
"The two oldest children," said Berta
"...."
"Don't look at me like that…It hasn't been easy. With the death of their father, the only way to keep Roslin from taking my boys away…"
"There's no need to explain, I understand."
"Sigh!"
"How long do you plan to stay?" said Berta as they made their way forward
" No more than a few days!"
"Well, you and her can take the guest room!"
Nuu nodded as the children ran up to Berta asking all types of questions concerning the two people.
"Master, I'm sleepy!" said Priscilla
Berta couldn't help giving a knowing smile, "We'll talk more in the morrow." with her children in hand they departed to the main house.