NOTE: So halfway through writing this, I sort of realized that the way I've been pronouncing 'Aasi' as a shortform of Aasimar actually sounds close to sissy. Intentional? Who knows!
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Lan took Karee... to the same pub he'd been at last night? It was noon so it was pretty much empty, but the bartender was still there.
"You gonna keep him outta trouble this time, Lan?"
"Taking him downstairs, actually," Lan put an arm around Karee's shoulders. Karee in return gave Lan's package a gentle squeeze, grinning up at him playfully.
"Uhh. Right. Well just do me the same courtesy and don't tell me how to do my job."
"Yeah yeah," Lan grumbled, leading Karee into a back room of the bar, and down an extremely long flight of stairs. They turned a corner at the bottom of the stairs and entered a small antechamber.
"This some kinda joke, Lan?" A mean-looking tiefling stood guard in front of an ornate door. He looked all the world like a tiefling stereotype, two medium sized horns curled backwards from his forehead, his skin and hair were ashen, with streaks of fiery red running through his hair. His eyes, similarly looked like they led into pits of lava, they were bright red and they... Smoldered. To top it off, he even had a decently sized spaded tail that was swishing about agitatedly. Not only was this man a tiefling but his demonic heritage was probably only a generation or two down his family tree. Karee's own celestial heritage was like... seven? No, eight; seven generations was his mom.
"Why would it be?" Lan asked, subtly moving himself in between Karee and the tiefling.
"You know what an Aasi is, right Lan? Or did you just see that he's a femme and your brain took off and let your dick take over the thinking?"
"If the high priestess doesn't want him she doesn't have to take him. That decision is above your pay grade, though, isn't it Kharl?"
"Fine. Waste the priestesses' time. See what I care." Kharl muttered, standing to the side and letting them pass.
Lan put his arm around Karee and led him past the tiefling's glare and through the door. After a short hall they entered... a cathedral. Karee was shocked at first, it looked so much like the church back home where his mom's paladin order was based. Huge domed ceiling, supported by beautifully decorated pillars. A large altar was built on a raised dais at the far end of the room, and rows and rows of pews lined the main floor. Karee and Lan were actually on a raised walkway to the side of the main floor. Many other chambers and passageways dotted the perimeter of the room, many appeared to be leading back up into the city, others went deeper in. The chapel wasn't bustling with people, but plenty of people were moving from room to room, others sat in the pews, talking.
"This is all below the city?" Karee marveled.
"Yeah. Once you leave you'll totally forget where it is unless you have a warding charm, so don't go outside alone."
Lan led him along the raised walkway to another door that led them deeper underground. He navigated several hallways, exchanging greetings with several humans, one drow, and another tiefling. All of them looked at Karee suspiciously but left them alone. Lan stopped at a specific door and knocked.
"Come in," a woman's voice called.
Lan opened the door and led Karee inside
The room was sparse with a lot of storage space, trunks and closets lined the walls and there was another door leading further in. A woman sat at a table, flipping through a large book. She was wearing a dark shirt with a leather coat over top and dark pants. The side of her head was shaved, with her dark messy hair flipped in the other direction, and she had what looked like Myria's holy symbol tattooed on her skull in dark bold lines. She looked up at them, but didn't give Karee a dirty look like everybody else had.
"You're late, Lan." Her voice was cold.
"Sorry miss Nimira, I was... Finalizing things with this new potential initiate." Karee giggled at his choice of words. He'd finalized things alright.
"I see," she said, standing up. She was actually fairly tall, especially compared to how Karee's own five foot five. She had a couple of inches on him.
"Do you know where we are, Aasimar?"
"The... Church of Myria? Under the city?"
"Do you know what we do here?"
"Umm... Not... Really?"
"So tell me, why would you of all people want to enter into Myria's service?"
"Because..." Karee's had been hoping this would be easy but he supposed not. "Because I grew up serving Lanya and they taught compassion and understanding but gave me neither. They taught me Drow and servants of Myria were bad people but Lan has been better to me than they ever were. So why shouldn't I do the last thing my family would ever want me to?"
Nimira looked at Lan disdainfully. "He's an Aasi and he's literally from the church of Lanya? Why did you bring him here, Lan?"
"Hey, I was told the Dark Lady would take any who were earnest."
"Well said, Lan." Karee gave a start, the voice came from behind them. He turned around, she was about his height, wearing a long gray dress slashed with purple, her long brown hair tied back in a bun, and she was wearing a pair of glasses. She had a small smile on her face and a relaxed posture, Karee got the feeling she was used to getting what she wanted.
"I think if Lady Myria is sympathetic to anybody, it would be an Aasimar who seeks to escape from the circumstances of his birth, don't you agree, Nimira?"
"Lady Raka, what are you..." Nimira's eyes had gone wide.
"Oh, I felt the faint celestial essence the moment it entered my cathedral." She looked at Karee and smiled knowingly.
Nimira took a deep breath, "if you are telling me to accept him-"
"I am." Raka spoke immediately. "And I don't want to see you kicking him out without cause, do you understand?"
"Of course, High priestess, Nimira bowed her head.
Raka gave Karee what seemed like a very through look and smiled at him before she walked off.
"Get out," Nimira growled, glaring at Lan.
"But my report?"
"I am out of time and have a new initiate to deal with. Come see me tomorrow. On time."
"Right," Lan put a hand on Karee's shoulder. "I'll stop by where you were staying today to grab your things and come see you tomorrow, okay?"
Karee nodded and gave Lan a big hug, sneakily rubbing his lower abdomen across Lan's bulge.
The half-drow left him alone with the very angry looking servant of Myria, and closed the door behind him. "I suppose I'm allowed to initiate you however I see fit." She muttered, turning around and looking at her trunks one at a time. "Go into that next room and take your clothes off," she instructed, after a moment of reflection.
"Umm... wha?"
"Did I stutter?" she growled, turning towards him.
"No, it's just I'm not really... into... women..."
Nimira snorted, "As though I'd let your filthy little Aasi dick near me? Do what I tell you or don't, I'm just as happy to have a legitimate excuse to kick you out. Lady Raka said I needed cause, not that I couldn't do it."
Karee paused in thought for a moment. It can't be that bad, can it? She must just be trying to spook him. It's not like she'd have a sex dungeon in the next room.
Karee quickly discovered that Nimira did indeed have a sex dungeon in the next room, piles of rope lay in one corner, a large wooden X stood at one end of the room, and a low piece of equipment that looked like a bench except it had one raised pad in the middle and one on either side of it.
