"Oh this is just the front, there's more than just adventurers here. If you want to make a real coin or two you need contacts, people to sell and buy from, information brokers, private commissioners, that kind of thing, this is where you come to network… and to drink. Come on."
Ellaria gestured at them and they followed her through the crowd somewhat overwhelmed. Fey didn't think she had seen such a marked variety of species anywhere before, Adventuring seemed to attract every species imaginable. It made the little town's AG they had been in seem even more like a backwater. There was just so many adventurers crowded into the place of all kinds and species.
A group of minotaurs near the center of the great room were particularly raucous and were singing as they chugged back great tankards of beer.
A band of Adventurers, all bloody and bruised!
The strength of their spirits, In the fire was fused!
Each day they face danger, they stare it right in the eye!
And without hesitation, they howl a war cry!
These warriors are noble, and fierce, and true!
And will battle the wild despite all they've been through!
Fey knew the song, it was the Adventurers Verse and had been the first thing she had heard in the first adventurers guild she had ever walked into. Flora, Vivi, and Ellaria had all been there and all quite drunk and enthusiastically singing it, and somehow, somehow, new from the plains Fey had gotten hauled into their drinking. By the end of the night she had joined Magic Mog, sung more songs than in her entire life, and vomited multiple times into the alley out back after drinking more than she should have. The band hadn't believed her when she'd said not all centaurs had great stamina for alcohol. It had still been very much worth it in her opinion however.
Ellaria suddenly paused and turned around.
"Oh, I completely forgot, we will need to be registered here before we can take out any job notices."
"Okay?" said Flora floating in the air on her back, her hands behind her head. "We can just go do that right? What's the hold up?"
"… yes, but I will need our band plate."
She turned to Vivi who had suddenly frozen up, a look of abject horror on her face.
"Vivi, I gave the plate to you and you said you were holding onto it."
" ...yes?" Vivi managed to squawk out after a moment.
"What do you mean yes, give me the plate," said Ellaria holding out her hand.
"Yes, the plate," said Vivi, still not moving.
"What are you doing fluff butt, I'm not waiting around all day," said Flora from above.
"Oh gods, this, this-"
"Plate. Now Vivi. Don't tell me you lost the damned thing, I worked too hard for that."
Vivi squeezed her eyes shut.
"Okay, okay, I can do this- I- W-wummy, p-plate please!"
The fox girl's stomach suddenly lurched as though dozens of tentacles were shifting around beneath its surface, bulging it out in long bumps.
Flora and Ellaria stared at it in alarm, then Vivi let out a long lush moan as her shorts started to shift and move and certain sloppy wet noises could be heard from beneath her clothes. A few flashes of glossy white could be seen beneath the hem and then Vivi gasped as a hard shape pushed out the fabric, tenting it in the shape of a large rectangular plate that slipped down toward the hem. A spattering of fluids rolled down Vivi's trembling wobbling thighs and then the plate appeared, held in a glossy white tentacle.
Ellaria stared bug-eyed as her band's plate was lifted up in front of her in a long white tentacle, the metal dripping wet and shiny with Vivi's fluids. The tentacle waved the plate in front of her as though waiting impatiently for the elf to take it.
After a moment of stunned silence Ellaria reached out and gingerly took the dripping thing between index and thumb.
Vivi gave her a watery weak smile, "t-told you I had it."
"WHAT THE F-"
The tentacle flicked at Ellaria and some of Vivi's juices splattered across the elf's face, catching her off guard and silencing her out of shock.
"S-sorry, Wummy doesn't like loud noises."
This proved to be the case as the group of minotaurs beside them suddenly broke out into song again and the tentacle flinched. It turned toward the minotaurs as though glaring at them, then a half dozen more thick glossy white tentacles slid out from beneath Vivi's shorts.
"W-wait Wummy nuu!" gasped Vivi between heavy breaths, her knees going weak as the tentacles stretched her wide.
The tentacles didn't listen, instead they curled back and then flicked forward, the entirety of Vivi's sloppy wet juices that they were coated in lifted off their surfaces and flung over the group of minotaurs, spattering them with wetness.
The singing ended in a splutter of shock.
Before the minotaurs could turn to see what they had just been hit by however the glossy white tentacles all abruptly slipped back inside Vivi, so rapidly it caused her to let out a little shriek. Her stomach roiled with the mass inside her for a second before quickly settling back into place.
A particularly large muscular minotaur turned to stare at them. A droplet of Vivi's lubricant dripped from his nose comically.
He stared at the elf who had her mouth still hanging open in shocked horror, to Vivi who was squirming her hips and biting her paw trying not to cry out as her fluids rolled down her inner thigh forming a spreading puddle on the ground. To someone unknowing it looked like she had wet herself, although in reality it was just her extreme stimulation.
"What did you just throw at us? What was that?"
"Vivi, why the hell do you have my slime baby in you?"
"Where the fuck were you keeping my goddam precious silver band plate? arrrgghhhhh!"
Vivi looked desperately between them. Then she nodded her head as though deciding who to answer first.
"You see, it's like this."
She turned around and swiftly ran away.