After defeating the demonic entity I was fussed over by Angelica and Qal as they saw the sweat pooling in my clothing, the dampness visible even in low torchlight. Standing I was fine, tired if anything, but they weren't taking no for an answer when they told me to sit down. Whisper crouched down next to the woman I had just saved, checking her pulse and patting down her body for any weapons. There were none found and she eventually took off towards the source of the fire and ash. Ethillar followed her along with Ragana as the elves examined the ashes left of what was once the demon, it's corpse disintegrating into fine sulfuric powder.
Quiet once again consumed the night's air as the distant glow of flames slowly died. Standing after a minute of resting I knelt down next to the woman who I had saved. She was a rather beautiful elven woman, platinum blonde hair pooled out behind her head as her sunshine-like skin glimmered spectacularly within the dancing lights that I had brought over above my head. Her garbs were rather comfortable looking, being of loose material that was completely opaque, being dark green in dye. Not much of her skin was shown except for the gashes that were embedded into the back of her shirt.
Wiping away the stray hair that was matted to her face from perspiration, I checked her pulse again finding that it was rather rapid, as if she were having nightmares about what had just happened. Concerned about her I started to run my hands through her hair, calming her down as my father had once done to me as a child... The source of her nightmares was obvious when whisper came back and vomited, Ethillar carrying the burnt corpse of a child and a man; one in each arm. I had no idea what their relationship was, but it wasn't looking positive for her. It may even be the case that she would try to kill herself from surviving when they didn't.
"I know that I am new to the group and my word means very little... But I would like to bring her in with us. She can't be left alone to kill herself from guilt." Adaneth nodded and simply took the body of the young child, uncaring for the soot and ash that marred her clothing in the meanwhile. Eldalótë and Angelica knelt beside me, grasping for the woman and slowly pulling her off of the ground.
"You are new, but we aren't heartless enough to leave a woman like this. This is Goblin territory and they would easily kill her to eat her flesh." Ragana was rather matter of fact about the entire danger, her expression completely steely-eyed as she gazed off into the still waving grass of the plain.
"Do any of you know what that creature was?" Angelica stopped instantly and gasped a little, her head dropping somewhat as her footsteps ceased, causing Eldalótë to almost stumble over herself.
"Hey! I almost... Fell, there... A-are you okay Angelica?" Raising her head I could now see the crestfallen and tear smattered face of my admirer. Her small amount of freckles were currently wet with her own tears as her eyes began to turn red. The crying didn't stay quiet for long however as she started to sniffle and light placed her end of the woman down on the ground, crumpling into a mess. Running over to her I hugged the side of her arm, Whisper doing a similar thing as she put her hand on the relatively small-framed woman's left shoulder.
"Hey Ange! Are you okay???" , "Please answer me!" Whisper was panicked and started to shake her before I slapped at her hand and shot her a minor glare. Ethillar placed the man's corpse onto the ground and came up behind the distressed rogue, holding her in place with supportive hands to the shoulders. Seeing that Whisper was under control I softly sat down next to Angelica, hugging her backwards into my bosom and whispering soothing words. The response from the angelic Angelica was to cry even more, which set off Whisper...
"Oi, bitch, stop making her sadder!!!"
"Shut up you petulant child! She needs to get her emotions out... Otherwise she won't be okay in future."
Being called a petulant child was enough for the rogue to pull her daggers but she was stopped by Qal who looked utterly chilly. Stopping her was rather difficult, however, Qal just gazed into her eyes vehemently, her seriousness quenching any response Whisper may have had.
"Why do you-" , "Because Lumina is right. You are acting rather foolishly. We just killed a demon and your first thing is to stop your friend crying instead of being there for her whilst she does it..."
Her entire face snarled and scrunched as she looked at me, who was calmly running hands through Angelica's hair and hugging her from behind. There was nothing odd or off-putting about it, the position was utterly uncomfortable for me and only served to relax the woman long enough for her to get everything out of her system.
"Fine!" Whisper shrugged out of Ethillar's grip and pulled her wrist from Qal's similarly, her anger flaring as she rapidly stormed off towards the campsite. Her mood was sour and I did not think it was because of Angelica crying, or even us stopping her... It was-
"Best not to think about it Lumina. She will tell you when she trusts you."
"I hate it how you can do that sometimes... Huu... Angelica, honey, are you okay?" Exasperatedly I turned to the one in my arms, her head fully placed back into my breasts as her eyes were closed shut from the the stinging of her eyes.
"Hu-i, I'm okay-y." She wipes tears away before continuing... "I-it reminded me of when I saw my mother r-r-r, ripped, to pieces...!" She started to bawl her eyes out once more, her chest heaving in distress as the rivers of tears along her face ran straight into my arm and wettened it. Looking at Qal I felt really bad for taking this place at this moment, Angelica knew them much more and they her. I couldn't and didn't know how to help her other than what I was already doing. Seeing my confusion-filled panic, Ethillar simply gave me a thumbs up and walked back up to the man's corpse, hauling it over her shoulder as Adaneth got back from placing the child's body in the camp, her mood worsening as she saw Angelica's state.
"Istan dad maer na lín nó"
("I am guessing it is to do with her past?")
"Ma, nathaen ned 'waith hen nín ennas úgorn, a sui i'rûth hen i dagol nathar vain nín. Boe enni i dadon an eglerio i Lhug hen, a dannath echui ned i galar lín."
("Yes, she is positively distraught at the familiarity of this demon and some of those that had killed her family before... I had to step in to stop Whisper from making a mistake in stopping her emotional mourning.")
"Le annon sogo athan Lhug, geriathrathon an riathol an lenial, sui mae ú-boe na garo 'waer nathant."
("Let me go speak with Whisper, we shall mend this division before we go to sleep, it is best not to let anger fester.")
"Hannon le, mae govannen lín."
("Thanks, I appreciate your efforts")
She waved me off from there as, for the next ten minutes I simply sat here caring for the emotional admirer of mine. It was rather peaceful despite the smell of burnt flesh left over from the corpses and the smell of brimstone and sulphur in the air. Eventually all moments of rest must come to an end however as the lovely, if emotional woman, in my hands sat up and wiped away at her face. She tried to hide it but a smidge of rose-red blush splashed up the sides of her face as she no doubt recalled the experience of sitting in my embrace.
"Angelica, are you okay?"
"Mmmm, yes... Thanks to you... I-I'm sorry if I got you in trouble with Whisper because of-" I cut her words off by simply chuckling.
"Hehe, don't worry about it. She was just SUPER concerned about you and was too flustered to think straight."
"But, still..."
"There is no still. Look, it is obvious that she cares a lot about you..." Her blush became much brighter, akin to the brightness one may actually see in the setting of the sun. Her expressions were way too cute and her guilt only made the entire situation more fun for me as the topic of 'love' was not one she was expecting.
"I know that you have a certain interest in me, physically, no doubt! But, Whisper, I can see that you have been together for a long time. She really cares about you and knows you... She's just too chicken shit to admit it...!" Angelica began to stutter small responses only to fail more as she looked at me like a lost puppy needing directions back to her 'owner'.
"She may be hard to speak to, based off of my own experience so far, but she seems genuine about you. I mean, she even tried to fight me out of jealousy..." She was absolutely steaming now as I could almost envision the steam coming from her ears and nose, her eyes blinked several times in a short period and she covered her face with her hands like a teenager who had never known sexual pleasure before.
'Fuck me and my conscious, i could be going after her, but no... Gotta play the matchmaker... Why am I like this?'
"R-really? She did...?"
"MHM! Now! I want you to go back to that camp, take her aside, and..." I leant closer in towards her, up to her right ear, where no one could pick up what I was telling her.
"fuck her... Really, it's what you both need..."
"...."
She attempted to faint but was caught by me and lightly slapped awake. Grinning at her widely I helped her stand up and then readjusted her to face the camp, smacking her on the ass to make her go and do it. And, just like I knew she would, she went back to the camp robotically, the mannerisms and body language she exhibited being quite awkward and nervous.
'Ahhh, to be young... I remember when I went to University and almost lost my virginity...'
'WELP. I need to go to bed soon, I'll probably not get to apologise to Whisper tonight. heh.'
{Hidden Quest Complete- Play Matchmaker despite being a Virgin! | Persuasion +2 , A 'Toy' (To occupy yourself whilst you let others do the deed)}
'...I am not fucking pathetic! You take that back framework!!!'
There was no response and gradually I accepted defeat and moped back to the camp, only to hear the smooching of the two women I had set up right near my tent. Slinking into my tent I layed down on a leather sleeping mat and covered myself with thick blankets, as the couple similarly slipped off into the night to enjoy their passions. All the while I was feeling really hot and pissed off that I couldn't get a release...
'FUCK, I wish I had someone to fuck...'
...
The woman that was attacked was laying on the other side of my tent as she was placed under a replica of my sleeping supplies, her form looking demure under the blankets as she muttered sad and horrified words. It got so bad after the first ten minutes that I had to exit my own 'bed', laying next to her in the cold dark interior of my own tent whilst running my hand through her hair.
"It'll be okay... I am here to keep the demons away..."
Her night terrors ceased almost entirely as I comforted her. Her body eased into mine and arched to make my own position comfortable despite her unconsciousness. Although it wasn't sexual in any way, the entire experience was comforting despite the coldness of night, my own sleep being found soon after she calmed down.
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