The crowd roared their agreement, fists thrust into the air, adventures were great! They killed monsters! Fuck Yeah! Obviously this was something they could all get on board with.
A heavily breathing Braddox backed away from the podium, shooting a satisfied glance Alexandria's way who simply looked amused.
The dragoness stepped forward as the crowd's cheers slowly quieted.
"Wonderful what a rousing speech I must say. If I don't get that one as a soldier I could certainly use him just as a moral booster for the troops. Now that we are done with this little ceremony-"
"We are not done." came a commanding voice from behind amongst the clanking of metal and gears.
The dragoness blinked and turned as a door opened on the stage floor and light spilled forth, light that illuminated the adventurers and the dragoness as the figure it was emanating from rose up onto the stage on a stage lift. It was as if she was simply floating up.
Ellaria arose, and all eyes were drawn to her, an elf of absolute bodily perfection wearing an unearthly beautiful Dress that accentuated and amplified her beauty in the same way that her beauty accentuated and amplified the Dress.
The elf had been made into a positive feedback loop of beauty that literally grew more beautiful and sexually attractive the longer she was stared at, elevating her perfection into a realm beyond perfection into something else entirely, super perfection.
It was like a goddess of blinding sexual beauty had alighted on the stage.
Thousands of breaths were held.
Ellaria smiled and thousands of hearts momentarily skipped a beat.
"Who are you," growled Lady Alexandria, narrowing her eyes at the elf, the only one there not to be stunned senseless by her.
"I." said Ellaria, "Am the other captain. What, did you think that this many adventurers belong to one band? No, that is not the case I'm afraid."
She stepped forward toward the podium, bare feet pressing against the stage as she passed the glowering dragoness, elegant elvish fingers alighting on the wooden planks.
She gripped the podium.
"Good people of Bine, I am Ellaria De'loquint the Third of House Starry Oak."
Her words addressed to all of them seemed to break the spell and a lot of things happened at once.
First behind her the male minotaurs of the Hammer Horns groaned and bent over, the tents in their shorts sputtering and spraying white through the fabric as they came, with the exception of Braddox who's shorts remained flat as he curled, although he still groaned and shuddered.
Beside them Fey let out a shriek as she became near instantly erect and spray after solid spray of cloudy clear precum surged from her stiff barrel slapping cock, flying between her front legs and raining down on the crowd. It was all she could do to prevent herself from cumming on the spot, slapping her hands over her eyes as soon as she realised what was happening and only just saving herself from truly ejaculating.
The males in the crowd weren't doing as well and the sound of masculine groans filled the airs as thousands of forms bent over clothed tents and hips thrust mindlessly, hands diving below hems and frantically masturbating as they came and came and came, unable to remove their eyes from the black hole of sexuality that was Ellaria. She held all attention.
What would the elf say? Would she give an even more rousing and inspirational speech than the heroic minotaur? Surely the words of this goddess would shake the world to its very core.
"And I am here today to tell you about the wonderful business opportunity you have a chance to be a part of. My Band Magic Mog will do whatever job you require for a perfectly reasonable price, as you have seen we get things done quickly and at a high speed, we have a consistent four star- ah, that's not quite true any more, but we still have a three star average rating at the guild! And that's actually a really good rating for adventurers!"
Fey tried to block out the elf's apparent sales pitch as she desperately focused on trying to slow the constant sprays of precum hosing from her dick as it bounced and twitched stiffer than it had ever been, screaming to breeeeed. Hundreds of women in the crowd were being driven into maddening heat as the fluid splashed over their faces and open mouths and soaked their clothing, the men alongside them barely noticing as they stared at Ellaria and jerked themselves off, the cum that bubbled through their tented clothing being washed away by Fey's precum as soon as it appeared.
Fey backed away unsteadily as she continued to spray barrels of precum, nearly tripping as she couldn't see with her hands over her eyes.
Unfortunately the dragoness happened to be caught by her bucking length as it waved around with her steps, clear fluid splashing up the dragonesses leg, droplets splashing the underside of her breasts, a fine mist of microdroplets rising higher still until it reached her face.
The dragoness inhaled long and full, her nostrils flaring wide.
She slowly turned to stare at Fey.
"I understand your 'perfume' now, Centaur."
"You can't go wrong with Magic Mog, we are a band better than the rest!"
The crowd seemed to be struggling to understand Ellaria's words and were much more interested in ogling her body and jerking themselves off, even many of the women were lost to the sight of Ellaria, hands pressed up hard against clothing and rubbing in frantic motions.
"No matter the monster-, well not every monster of course that would be too much, but most monsters! We are quite happy to, to… are you even listening to what I'm saying?"
The elf paused and seemed to realise that the crowd was quickly descending into chaos, the feedback loop of the Dress synergising with her body accelerating and making things worse by the moment.
One of the nobles struggled free from his seat and placed his foot on the row in front.
"My goddess, please! Will you listen to my plea-- g-get off of me Wife Can't you see I'm trying to propose marriage to this goddess?!"
His rotund noble wife stopped pulling on his clothing, pulled back a fist, then slugged him in the face.
The noble dropped like a sack of potatoes and the noble Lady nodded and then turned to Ellaria.
"Lady goddess, forget my husband, you should marry me!"