Champion of the Goddess, Part 2
Synopsis: This is a continuation of the New Game Master and Next Game Master series. The premise of the story will be lost to those who did not read the previous version. After a night of ups and downs, Raven was almost halfway back to level 20.
Raven was forced to restart a group at level 5 after decimating one of Myssara's quests. She broke them apart and now Raven had to move forward with less than half of his original group this life.
***Inspired by multiple fantasy environments. Not endorsed by any of them. © EmotionalStorm July 2020. This story cannot be transferred to any other site besides Literotica.com without the prior authorizations in writing from the author and EmotionalStorm must be credited for this work.
Authors Note:
For those who have not read my bio, please note I write as a form of therapy for a Traumatic Brain Injury. I know the English majors will probably encounter issues that annoy them. If these are your focus, instead of the story itself, then this is not the story for you. I am not and will never be a professional writer.
I do it to tell the story, for those who wish to read them.
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Raven looked at the ladies, "Ready to go up and have some fun? Could I have a dozen full waterskins please."
They got up and he slid out and walked upstairs. They got to the room and he used the chamber pot. They could smell the alcohol pouring out of him. Mary asked him, "How did you do that?"
He looked at her, "My constitution is in the upper limits. I do not even feel the slightest hint of being drunk. I think that is one of the side effects of being a champion."
He finished and jammed his ax under the edge of the door, the chair under the handle, and a dagger wedged in at the top of the door. He got undressed and the ladies beat him in getting clothes off.
He pulled out his twenty-sided die and handed it to them, "Figure out who is going first." They rolled the die and figured out the order. Rhonda then Mary. He looked at them, "One at a time, two in each, and then we will see who wants to go again. We are going to make some noise tonight."
That was exactly what he did. He ate them out, had them suck him off twice, fucked their cunts twice each, and then their asses twice each. All while he stood and banged them against the wall between their room and the next room over.
There were copious amounts of fluid on the floor from the female ejaculant, his cum, and even some of the lube all over the floor. While he worked one lady, the other kept busy with an extra set of roaming hands over the other's body. They both wanted another shot in the cunt but on the edge of the bed. He had them roll for order Mary first and then Rhonda.
He looked at Rhonda, "Two hot baths, in thirty minutes, someone to mop the floor and dry bedding in an hour and a half." She laughed and put her armor on.
She loves the new bracers. She heads out while he attacked Mary's cunt with long hard strokes. Rhonda returned with the bucket brigade as she climaxed and sprayed all over the room in front of them.
He looked at Rhonda, "Mary is full and she can have a seat on your face, so I can get started."
She nodded and willed her armor off in front of the girls. She laid down and Mary straddled her face and Rhonda dove up between the halflings legs while he started working on Rhonda's cunt. With the delays that occurred between women switching out and waiting on hot water, he got into Rhonda's cunt. She sprayed all over the room as he filled her. There was hardly a dry spot on the floor except under the bed. He looked over, "Mary take care of her then join me in the tub."
They got cleaned up and sat back and relaxed. Rhonda was in the other tub. They held hands across tubs when the ladies showed up with mops, buckets, and clean bedding. They spend 30 minutes in the room.
He got them out of the tub in 20 minutes and dried off. Rhonda got into sleep positions. Mary sat on the edge of the bed and the ladies cleaning the room looked at Raven like a piece of freshly cut meat. They finished up and took the washtubs out. He secured the room as before. He crawled into bed and Mary came over and laid on his chest and hugged him.
He asked, "Anyone feel like I did not satisfy them, let me know before I fall asleep? I will go for another hour with you."
They both laughed and kissed him good night. Then they went to sleep. He summoned his raven "Raven camp watch." His bird was out and watching over them. He laid back and was out.
He found himself in her inner sanctum. He looked over at her, "I am not supposed to be here until tomorrow."
She smiled, "Technically it is tomorrow 3 in the morning when your head hit the pillow."
Mother showed up, "Technically she is right but this was not what I said. Give her the information on leveling as you are not getting any closer to each other tonight."
He sighed, "Tactical Acumen, Pyrotechnics, diamond spray, and vampiric touch. I have a question about crafting. Do you allow it, and how can you do it with the pace of the quests you have?"
She looked at Raven, "Generally artificers can make objects. I do not typically allow characters to play enchanters. Magic items have to be found, bought, or commissioned."
He looked at her, "How do you commission something that takes a month but your character is three inns away at that point?"
She looked at him, "What are you wanting to create?"
He looked at her, "I thought of Wands and wondrous items. Not enough utility wands fall into my hands so I thought about crafting them."
She looked at him, "Define utility wands?"
He looked at, "Wands that allow me to buff myself, detect magic, proof against poison. The wondrous item would be at the next inn. The gloves I want to craft. They would take 14 days to craft that alone. We never stay put that long. Are we allowed to?"
She thought for a second before answering, "I allow some characters to do that but I need you active."
He looked at her, "I understand that need. I am going to make a suggestion to you. A magical shop outside the gate of the cities. It exists at all of the inns simultaneously. You go in by yourself, you are the only one in the shop. You go in with the whole party then you are there together.
We never cross boundaries but the enchanter can get anything you commission at one inn, you can pick up at another. You have worlds running at different temporal speeds so it is easy to consign the work to a world and pick it up a few hours later even though it took weeks to create. I would also reconsider the armor weight issue. They should weigh a few pounds at most.
Not all the time. like a bag of holding. What you are doing is making it so they will build up arm strength when their armor is off. On Earth, it is known as lifting weights. The amulet and ring we base the design on had zero weight."
She thought about that and Mother smiled at Raven, "He is making a good point. They cost less and it is a full-round vs an instantaneous. The cost is right. The weight is overkill on the item."
She looked at him, "They hold the weight of the armor for a few days until it attunes to the armor. So long as you do not change out armor the weight will drop to nothing when stored."
He nodded, "I can understand an attunement period penalty if you will for the new armor. What about the store?"
She looked at him, "The premise has possibilities. I am not sure about consigning the work to another world."
He looked at her, "You do not want players wasting in-game time crafting then those that enchant can come to an enchanters' workshop in the sleep state instead, a second option. They can only build one thing at a time and you oversee the work. Time stands still for them. They could be in the dream state for fourteen days with no time passing in-game.
You made the new strap-ons in the dream-state and brought them to the game in mass after a few days. Same premise. The problem is there are things others cannot craft for you. Like your arcane focus being enchanted just for you. For example, I would love to put gravity bow into my focus. It fits with being your champion. That would have to happen at level seven.
We will be between inns at that point. Three times a day quick action caster level seven. Two wands, one after the other. False life caster level five. I want to have something arcane for healing. We lost our cleric due to her working to save a rogue on that last life. She got too far ahead of the group and tried to keep her healed while in combat last life; that cost us greatly.
Wands of healing could be handled by the use magic device skill for some. That would be something Mary could do. Which is why I'd build two. As it stands right now, I'd likely let myself get killed to go back for Mary. We have no means of ensuring we stay together."
Mother spoke to him, "We need you moving forward, not backward."
He nodded, "Then you could do something like a shared life. Where we are bound to each other and our health is intertwined. This is something you could set up for your champions and their in-game mate if you will. The one who shares their secrets. I am making an assumption you are doing this with others."
Mother looked at him, "If we did this it would only be to your primary. You only have one primary."
He nodded, "Unless they move on and my secondary could be offered to become my primary."
She sighed, "This secondary, I would want to limit the number of lives they could run in that slot."
He sighed, "Like what?"
She looked at him, "Five lives."
He looked at her, "Six but one of those they could play a character who is a halfling; no dwarves for me. I like Lirana but I could not get into Anna's form and it is the only race I would not willingly have sex with. That and orcs or half-orcs. Not that I have seen any of those."