Toxoglossa 2024/12/23(Mon)19:02 No. 1101553 ID: 86847c
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A gate opens in the bleak, unnamed landscape cursed by spite. For a brief moment, there’s an inrush of air, as the void beyond pulls greedily at the atmosphere.

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Something massive and grey comes hurtling through just as the gate closes: a perfectly cylindrical column of dust and rock, skating above the ground at impossible speed.

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Air fights to get out of its way, as the chunk of regolith starts to break apart, heating up as it's rapidly compressed

The combination of pressure and heat causes the whole thing to spontaneously catch fire: exploding into a cloud of glassy fragments that disperses its kinetic energy in a cone and further scarring the blighted terrain.

Toxoglossa 2024/12/23(Mon)19:02 No. 1101556 ID: 86847c
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Mr. Ochre removes his safety goggles and steps out from the impressive walls of the safety bunker before going to check that the photoplate array fired properly in sequence. Behind him, the three mice emerge and inspect the scene. The concrete wall built to measure velocity held up surprisingly well against the explosion: its black and white stripes streaked with silica and pitted by small impacts. Downrange from the testing site, a long, ragged streak is gouged out of the landscape, stretching nearly half a mile before fading.

Penetration testing~

What are we working on, rockets?

B+.
Could have made a bigger boom.

Things can get up to a fast speed in space, with the use of magic, can't they? You don't have to worry about the rocket equation with portals, do you?

Looks like you need to either figure out moving portals or try to figure out how to attach them to a different reference frame. I'd advise the latter, since you don't want to have to account for what's probably a lot of spinning and such.

hmm, that does seem to be a piece of the moon you caught, going the guess and check method? suppose that's a fair bit easier than huge quantities of math, or at least reduce the amount of math needed

The gang is channeling Mythbusters, I see~

>>1101556

Space is indeed going very fast. You can't just "tuck and roll" a moon-landing.

So we can safely conclude; the moon is fast.

Toxoglossa 2024/12/24(Tue)19:00 No. 1101593 ID: 86847c
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Back inside the bunker, Cecil pulls the glass photoplates out of a thin ink wash and spreads out the glass panes onto a table. He sighs and adjusts his glasses, examining the sequence with a scowl on his beak. “Well, my friends, this is what we’re up against.” He waves a hand at the photos, which show the cylinder of rock as in flight, allowing the precise velocity to be analyzed. “Its as you say: because gates are relatively static, it means having to account for the speed of other celestial bodies.”

Toxoglossa 2024/12/24(Tue)19:01 No. 1101594 ID: 86847c
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“So, how fast are we talking?” Gabe asks.

“If compared to a stationary point...” Cecil stares at the pictures and continues, “We’re talking about an impact of several thousand miles per hour.”

Kol whistles and scratches his chin, “I figured it was fast, but spite me…”

“Even if we could build a craft that would survive the forces involved, anyone inside would be, well, splattered against the inside on impact.” Cecil continues, “In theory, with the proper wards, a sealed suit and a supply of bottled air, a living being should be able to explore the surface. But getting them there safely in one piece is the problem."

there is also the issue that it must be two way, it is possible to more slowly accellerate into the entrance portal so you exit the other synched with the moon, but you would be stranded.
Maybe get Clio in with this project? her portals work different, moving them is kinda the whole point of hers, and the more common portals used are based on them, so having the original to base any changes on would help. IF this is the way to go

Well, Moot and Hekal managed it. Somehow. So we know it's possible, we just gotta figure out how they did it. Even taking into account Hekal's vampire status sparing him from the need to breath up there, he still had a physical body that wouldn't react well to being splattered. We need to look into what kind of magic could be used to cancel out inertia, or cushion impacts. Don't think about how stuff is MEANT to be used, but rather how it COULD be used. Maybe Flashing Feathers would have ideas?

I think maybe you have to wonder how portals lock to their relative point on the world's surface? Technically they move anyway - this is a problem that should already be solved if you make a long distance portal across the curve, or from a low altitude to a high one. Perhaps it's been baked in to the most fundamental calculations? Or something to do with the perceptions of the portal's creator?

>>1101594

The only way to accomplish it is from a point not too far above the lunar surface, and adjust the far gate's configuration to have an exit velocity equal to the moon's orbit ... but also in the same direction of travel, as otherwise those forces will compound tremendously.

Basically it's the equivalent of stepping off a platform and onto a moving cart passing underneath, compared to launching yourself so as to land upon it at an apparent standstill.

Gabe has got a LOT of math to do.

>>1101601
while portals DO move, assuming the planet itself does, they don't in respect to eachother I *think*. for all I know that's just a limit with the math used though

>>1101594
Question: can you orient the portal so that the velocity is "upwards", allowing gravity to slow you down, at which point you use portals to get back near the surface?

Your best bet would be to create supply drops. Use portal magic to send spherical capsules containing supplies, mana, and the components you need to construct another, stronger capsule for the ride back. Now that you don't have a timer, you could plan this expedition out over decades, sending materials to the moon until there's enough to build a lunar base three times over.

If there's no gate technique that lets it co-move with the moon or spit things out at orbital speeds, the only way this works is to match the moon's speed itself. The first idea that comes to mind is mitigating air drag with a giant lead dart, and then skydiving for much longer than normal as the world's gravity gradually gets you up to speed in a marathon-scale portal-fling. After using heat wards to mitigate any risk of burning up, and then figuring out a surefire way to bail anyways, the biggest problem is landing in the same gate over and over again: not only is this a nontrivial thing on its own, you're also fighting against crosswinds and the world turning under you, so either constant gate repositioning or a guided aircraft is necessary. It's better than hitching a ride on a giant ridiculous firework, though.

>>1101606

I think it's less that they move "with" the planet and more that they become a contiguous set of points within a single (larger) frame of reference.

It might be better to think of a gate, like a beacon, as being "relative to" a location, as opposed to an absolute coordinate -- at least the way I've come to understand them. That's what makes the ones we found on the map so weird; they're functionally static points because they're relative to the lunar orbit, rather than its surface.

And since a gate can't be opened somewhere you don't have tangential familiarity with, unless you can calculate it, that would explain why Augustine Moot was so desperate to make the correct time, since her calculations would be in terms of orbital mechanics and thus entirely dependent on the precession of the moon and our world in order to reach the correct real-space point again (and thus a known location on the lunar surface).

In short: gates exist relative to other things, so even with the beacons to guide us, we still have the problem that one point is at a relative standstill and have to compensate for it.

So... does this mean we have to build some sort of railgun? How well does everyone know their magnets?

>>1101621
That would be an extreme amount of lead, and you'd need to stick the dart on a gate just right. Cut a chamber underground a few stories tall and use a space gate to evacuate the air. Gate the top and bottom, and you've got a vacuum chamber that you can fall as long as you please in.

The kinematics are not in our favor here. It would be to our advantage to change the approach. Can we use an object as a reference point to set a gate to? If we can get some kind of anchor up there the first time, we may not have to go through the whole routine each time we want to cross over.

The Teacher is supposed to still be alive somewhere, right? Can we just find Tuavara-Malli and ask her how Moot did it?

Toxoglossa 2024/12/27(Fri)16:47 No. 1101659 ID: 86847c
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"Do you have any ideas?" Casey asks.

Cecil takes his glasses off and fiddles with them as he thinks, "I've been in contact with a research team out by the Razor Sea who are in the process of engineering a rather large telescope. They’ve been quite interested in the project and have offered several suggestions, however most of them are… decades, if not centuries from feasibility.”

“Most?” Gabe cocks his head, picking up on the hint of possibility.

“One idea is to develop a means of creating a moving gate: something that the no one has managed to do in the 500 years since the founding of the Sender Academy.”

“But we do have Clio, now!” Gabe points out, “She might be the key to figuring it out!”

“True, but again: that may take decades of experimentation to develop.” Cecil nods and continues, “And even then, there’s no telling if we could create a gate that would match the speeds required.”

“Another other option is to accelerate a vessel to match the orbital speed of the moon and launch it through the gate such that gravity pulls the lander back down to its surface. I believe the most feasible manner would be using a vacuum filled gate loop to build up enough momentum.” He sighs and shakes his head worryingly, “It’s currently the most viable plan: however it will still require a ludicrous amount of mana and precision to pull off.”

My vote is on the “move really fast through the gate” method, if there’s any sort of magic or old artifact that can reduce friction.

I don't suppose we could have Raithe "infuse" Gabe with another shot of mana in prep for the attempt?

Of course, there has to be some way to obtain a ludicrous amount of mana... oh waaaaait

granted we don't quite have the precision necessary to do all that, so what if Hekal just didn't use a gate to get to the moon? Surely, it'd be way easier to fling an undead body into the moon, so what if Hekal did a trip up and put a gate on the moon, intending for it to be used, only for any attempts to open the gate be met with the complications you all are facing?

What if Hekal isn't hiding on the moon, but is stuck on the moon, unable to return? I doubt that he would be so reckless, but it'd explain why his armies were abandoned like they were

I think we should look for more lostech. Some other wizard tyrant may have invented something they treated as a weapon, ignorant of the true potential.

As for the mana, there might be a way to harvest Spite in a manner that is used towards destructive purposes. I mean, you've got entire hills of the stuff, may as well test on it.

all this, AND on top of needing a way TO the moon, we need a way FROM the moon.
if only we knew where Hekel got to the moon FROM, we could scry on it. if only we knew the method.
Clio's Portal Blade can be moved, again that's the whole point of it... does that portal even go anywhere though?

Isn't every gate technically a moving gate? The planet rotates, the gates are just stationary in that rotating reference frame. The issue with a gate stationary in the moon's reference frame is that there aren't any waypoints or leylines to fix it to.

It SEEMED like Moot herself was just able to make a portal. She didn't seem to have to go to all this bother. But I guess we have to do things the way we do things.

Besides, we want to also get BACK from the moon. Hm. Well, using portals and gravity to build up to speed and then changing the portal to launch off in the right direction is simple enough in principle, it's just... mana, and aim. Though with spare mana the aim could be corrected. Maybe we need multiple people able to make portals, and multiple mana sources for them, to spread the load?

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Kol shrugs and points out, “We do still have a, uh, load of mana we could use.”

Cecil nods once more and idly taps his fingers on the table, “It may come to that, yes.”

“Man, with all this hassle, how did they manage to send Hekal up there in the first place?” Gabe ponders.

“You would know more about that than I, unfortunately.” Cecil shrugs and continues, “But if I had to speculate, I would guess Hekal left his body behind and it’s possible his spirit is trapped on the moon. I would also guess that Tuavara-Malli’s precognition played a part in properly timing their gates.”
“There is also the problem of ensuring a safe return trip. I have a lead on a solution, but… perhaps it may be better to talk about it back at my house. I’ve also taken the liberty of contacting a few of your acquaintances, who may prove essential to our plans.”

I was wondering who else we could ask for help... we have made a LOT of acquaintances, just, with variable ability to contact them

Do we have to go straight to the beacon in one shot? Or can we portal most of the way, match speeds in relative safety, and then portal the remaining distance? I'm not sure how we'd match speeds, but I'm hoping we can recruit Raithe as a rocket engine.

Did we check Moot's office yet?

>>1101724
it is probably not her office anymore, given how long its been, we never checked around for the papers and maths though

Could Flashing Feathers remove the air from a tunnel? If there's a capsule between a chamber of increasing pressure and a chamber of decreasing pressure, the capsule can be moved very quickly, and the acceleration can be controlled. It just depends on how long the tunnel is. Too bad we haven't met any giant tunneling earth elementals that could dig a long one for us.

Toxoglossa 2024/12/29(Sun)15:39 No. 1101731 ID: 86847c
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A short gate later and the assembled group steps out into Cecil’s living room. Clio looks up from her cup of tea and welcomes them with a wave.

“Hi guys! How’d the test go?”

She stands and gives Casey a hug.

“Clio? What are you doing here?”

“Cecil invited me! I don’t know what it's about, other than that moon… thing you guys mentioned.”

“You said there was someone else, right? Or is it just Clio?” Gabe asks, flopping down on a couch. His skinny body bumps into something, which makes him stand up with a start and turn around.

There’s a flicker of color as Nemo’s skin shifts tones. One of his unusual eyes rolls up to stare at the mouse and he apologizes, “Sorry. Force of habit in a place this fancy. Good to see you again.”

Ooooh is that a couple more inches on Clio's cape? lookin' dandy! And good to see Nemo too ofc, he's rockin the skin-tight stuff

Now what would Nemo be here for? Something to do with light manipulation perhaps?

Maybe Nemo is here because of something he discovered in the past?

Are things awkward because Gabe is officially mentoring Clio now, and they gotta cut out the hanky-panky?

Toxoglossa 2024/12/31(Tue)16:37 No. 1101787 ID: 86847c
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Kol cocks his head at the pair and wonders aloud, “I get why Clio is here, but why Nemo?”

“I called him here because of his experience with a certain individual.” Cecil perches himself in a comfy chair and pours himself a cup of tea. “Tell me, is anyone here familiar with the legend of the Divine Aegis?”

Toxoglossa 2024/12/31(Tue)16:37 No. 1101788 ID: 86847c
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Casey holds up a hand, recalling the stories her parents used to tell of myth and folklore. “Uh, it was a shield, made mostly of silver, supposedly wielded by a number of ancient heroes. Anyone holding it was said to be effectively invulnerable.” She sits next to Clio on the couch and takes a scone from the tray. “Although in myths about the Aegis, such power would always lead to overconfidence and the wielders usually perished due to trickery or hubris. For instance: Antonidas of Skrim, who drowned facing a river spirit, or King Malipar who was poisoned on the eve of battle. Supposedly, it changed hands a number of times, enough so that some considered it cursed.” 


“Well said, yes.” Mr Ochre nods and puts down his teacup. “How cursed it is, is rather a matter of debate. But its abilities are well documented and undeniable. Historians who have studied stories of the Aegis believe it to be something incredibly rare: a force ward. It’s quite possibly the only one to ever exist.”

Ah, so that would eliminate the speed problem. Just tank the impact, easy. It does limit us to sending only one person at a time though... can't even send the aegis back through the portal to ferry someone else over, I don't think...

I wonder if this artifact was created to solve exactly this problem? Anyone know how old it is?

So there's a lead on where it's located?

Are you saying it might be in the possession of the Court of the Pooling Deep?

So it must be somewhere highly secure and well protected if it's been studied and everyone knows abo-

Cecil I'm sure we could ask nicely, as guardians, for the Aegis. We should most definitely not do a heist with Nemo.

alright, interesting, that solves ONE problem for ONE person, Though Undeath (or being in a mechanical body) would solve the rest. I somehow doubt they have spacesuits, with their oxygen and radiation protection

>>1101788
Possibly a late thought, but I wonder if perhaps instead of worrying about multiple individual suits and a supply of air, perhaps we could recruit Flashing Feathers to grant air and ease of mobility.

Toxoglossa 2025/01/01(Wed)16:58 No. 1101839 ID: 86847c
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“Hold up, a force ward? What does that mean?” Gabe asks. “Like a fire ward, but for… ”

“But for physical force! It nullifies physical damage entirely! Someone wielding the Aegis could throw themselves at an army and emerge unscathed!”

Kol holds up a finger and asks, “Yeah, but that solves the velocity problem, but just for one person, right? What about the rest of us?”

“Actually…” Cecil takes a sip of tea and continues, “There’s an interesting account of it being used to protect the ship Rosewood as it sailed through the rocky straits of Gyre. This seems provide evidence that it can protect more than a single individual.” Cecil beams, clearly enjoying chatting about history. “Although there are contingencies if it doesn’t.”

“So, in theory, this thing would protect us from getting splattered by the moon? And safely gate back home?” Kol asks.

The bird waves a hand in reassurance, “We would do considerable testing before putting anyone at risk. But, if the legends are to be believed: you wouldn’t even feel a thump.”

Toxoglossa 2025/01/01(Wed)16:58 No. 1101840 ID: 86847c
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“Okayyyy, so, super rare, mythical shield…” Casey speaks up, putting the pieces together. She looks at Clio and Nemo and makes a realization “Oh, Fates. Are we… going to have to steal it?”

Cecil taps his fingertips together anxiously as he explains, “Regrettably, its current owner seems… unlikely to willingly part with it. He is a fae known as Argus, who is known for being a collector of rare artifacts, as well as a rather… eccentric personality, even among the fae.”

Eccentric how?

Was there something personal behind his acquisition of the artifact, or is he just THAT possessive in general? Not that an everything-proof shield wouldn't bolster an ego by an order of magnitude.

>>1101840
Would he be willing to loan it? Maybe exchange some other artifact as collateral?

most of the people these mice have met are eccentric, and so are they!
not willing to give the shield, even in exchange for something from the moon?

Does this eccentric collector have any moon rocks?

>>1101840

After our last brush of legally-dubious activities with the fae, are we SURE we want to get tangled up in that kind of mess again?

Sounds like we should pay Vivian a visit. She might have some ideas on how to deal with Argus.

Also, could the gang potentially use sex to get it from him in some way? Let's be honest, it's proven to be one of the more effective cards in their deck so far. And who knows, it might appeal to a fae with an eccentric personality

Toxoglossa 2025/01/03(Fri)17:32 No. 1101918 ID: 86847c
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“Woah, woah, woah! Hold up.” Nemo holds his hands out and lets his colors blend into the surroundings defensively. “Yeah, I know this guy. Back when I was starting out, I heard, ‘Hey, this guy is loaded, and what’s more, he loves thieves.’ Supposedly he’d invite you in and case the place like its a freaking museum. Yeah, nah: I was lucky to get out of there in one piece. Had me spotted as soon as I set foot inside. How- How did you even know about that?”

Cecil shrugs, “It’s my business to know things.”

Nemo shakes his head and jabs a finger as he makes another point: “Well, let’s not forget: I nearly got branded last time I dealt with the fae! Count me out!”

Toxoglossa 2025/01/03(Fri)17:32 No. 1101919 ID: 86847c
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“That is, unfortunately, the punishment for illegal thievery.” Mr. Ocher rings a bell and one of his butlers appears, carrying a leather-bound folio. “Which is why I have taken liberty of having drafted a formal declaration: of intent to burgle.” He opens up the folio and lays it out on the table.

Inside is a long and arcane arraignment of legal documents, establishing that Gabriel Wikk, Kol Bardo, Casey Leander, Clio (no surname on record) and the thief known as Nemo, assisted by Cecil Ochre, (hereafter referred to as party A) by means of craft, subterfuge, stealth, cleverness and possibly brute force, intend to steal one (1) Divine Aegis, from the residence of one Argus (hereafter referred to as party B).

Yeah that... sure is Fae all right, half wanna have Vivian look it over or suggest something, if nothing else she'll probably find this funny.

...How many of our fae friends gave this a look through? If they approve, this might actually work.

>>1101919

Oh, okay, that ... changes things?

>>1101919

I second this. Let's get Vivian to look it over. Maybe she knows this guy a bit (probably does, seeing as both are pretty famous amongst fae).

>>1101919
The fact this Argus invites thieves to case the place would seem to be either extreme confidence in himself or his collection's security.

It does suggest he'd probably enjoy this plan and be more willing to accept though.

Should definitely consult all our fae friends about the declaration and Argus.

>>1101919
Alright. What are our risks when we use a formal declaration like this?

Why must the rich always make a mockery of taxpaying?

Find multiple fae and get their understanding of the law.

If this is a game to him, should we expect guards with predictable patrol patterns?

But seriously, he should get the rest of the paperwork out. Blueprints, profiles, gear requisition forms, the works. Someone get the coffee too. Planning looks to be an all-nighter.

Sounds incredibly stupid to play the game a Fae wants to play. There have to be better options unless the DM wants to rail-road the story they already worked out...

Seconding assembling a council of your Fae and Fae-Associated friends to review this contract so it's as Cold-Ironclad as possible.

Get the Dullahan on the case. We may need their help.

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Nemo’s eyes flicker over the paperwork before focusing on Cecil suspiciously, “Are you serious?”


The bower-bird nods and raises his palm in assurance. “If done through the proper channels, it is a perfectly, well… mostly safe and legal procedure. It is, in essence, a formal challenge of our ability to obtain the item, contested against his ability to protect it. If successful, in the eyes of fey law we would become valid owners.”

“And if we... fail?” Nemo needles.

Cecil turns to Casey as an expert in fey affairs. She swallows her mouthful of tea and explains, “You’re not allowed to brand a thief who’s challenged you. There would be some kind of agreed upon punishment: usually it's some amount of time spent working in the fey’s service.”

Toxoglossa 2025/01/07(Tue)18:12 No. 1102085 ID: 995a6f
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“Wouldn’t a trade or a loan be easier?” Gabe asks. “Like, what if we brought him back a nice moon rock?”

“Hmm, I'll propose it in the contract, but if rumors are to be believed, Mr. Argus seems to relish the challenge.” Cecil stands and goes over to the window, waving at Flashing Feathers as he zips by. “Supposedly, he is always looking for new ‘opponents’ to test his wits and strength against. It's something of a pastime that the fey elite tend to enjoy: it's like a performance or a game of chess. Offering a trade might only buy us some leniency... or it could insult him. It's hard to tell. ”

“And that’s the problem-“ Kol sighs, and leans forward. “You can't beat a fey if you play by their rules. We need someone with more experience with fey law to help us plan this.”

“True, I was hoping we could use some of your contacts to assist us.” Cecil puts down his cup and nods.

I assume that Elementals aren't as familiar with fey law, so a Fey would be best. Out of our options, Vivian seems like the best option, given that she was able to free Litany, who may also have a bit of insight. But maybe we could get another Binder involved to help with relations? Or ask the bartender in the coffee shop?

Vivian seems like the most knowledgeable about fey law, or at least would know who around here would be helpful. There's also Ometra, maybe check if they still hate your guts or if they've simmered down by now.

We know at least 3 fey, why not ask all of them if they can help? Vivian is the most likely candidate of them all of course.

Our best bet is either Vivian or Ometra. Or both, to be on the safe side. We got time, let's pay both of them a visit and get their respective opinions. I'm sure Ometra would jump at the chance to do something more productive than wash Sifr's dishes.

Toxoglossa 2025/01/08(Wed)18:29 No. 1102107 ID: 995a6f
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Gabe fishes out his scrying stone and holds it up. “Okay, who first?”

“How about Vivian?” Casey suggests.

Gabe concentrates and brings up the kitsune’s face in the clear crystal. After a brief explanation, Vivian barks a chuckle and shakes her head, “I’m touched you thought of me first, guys! As much as I’d love to help… I can’t get involved in a heist, I have to prepare for this season’s opera.” She shrugs and shakes her head, "But if you ever do a theatrical re-enactment, hit me up!"

“Well, could you at least look over this contract?” Gabe asks.

“I can take a look when I have time, but I think you know a few people more familiar with fey theft laws.” She smiles knowingly before fading from view.

"What did she mean by that?" Nemo asks, as a pit of anxiety opens up in his stomach.

Toxoglossa 2025/01/08(Wed)18:29 No. 1102108 ID: 995a6f
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"No."

Ometra sinks into the couch cushions, their voice echoing in everyone's heads like a neutronium church bell.

Nemo lurks at the other end of the couch, having turned completely transparent and eyeing the branded fey like a wary ghost.

"Absolutely not."

"Aw, come on! Why'd you take the gate then?" Gabe moans.

"...I needed to get out of the house..." The former thief-catcher admits. "But I see no reason to help you with this... madness."

All we really need is legal advice on the contract. He doesn't have to actually get involved in the madness that follows. And surely even that would be more interesting than housecleaning, right?

Consider this: You could claim that a team of thieves under your guidance stole one of the most coveted relics in the world. That's some real bragging rights. Could get you back into a good position.

Madness it may be, but it sounds like they're going stir crazy. So its a choice between which crazy seems more fun.

Man it's just contract help c'mon it's not like you're stealing something yourself don't be such a sourpuss.

Besides, you owe Nemo. Seriously, you used him and intentionally set him up to be screwed over. Even for a fey, you can't have 'my personal identity is following the letter and spirit of the law' AND ALSO 'I use thieves to do my dirty work and then arrest them', that's just hypocrisy. Why not take this opportunity to branch out into being a more wholesome and well-rounded individual? There's not really a better group to do that with than these guys.

>>1102108
We're not asking you to take part in the actual heisting, we just want your Legal Opinion on the Contract about it. Think of it like...a test! How many loopholes could you find in it, obscure Fey Laws that would make the whole thing backfire, that sort of thing!

Perhaps we can negotiate. Offer an incentive? More time outside the house, perhaps?

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“We just want some help with this contract. We need to hammer out some terms so that we aren’t stuck playing by Argus’s rules.” Casey sighs. “Is there something we can offer that might help incentivize you?”

The former justicar broods for a long moment: their flames reducing to an eerie simmer as they think.

”Help me find my head.” they propose. ”My spirit cannot rest without it.”

“Uh, how?” Gabe asks, “Like, can we just scry for it?”

”unlikely, It is likely warded against most forms of scrying. Argus isn’t a member of the Court of the Pooling Deep, but he has contacts who know of it’s location.” Ometra reaches into the blazing furnace of their neck-hole and pulls out something. They open their fist to reveal a small, iron pin in the shape of a fey rune. ”This is a tracking sigil. Pin this to them without being noticed and the next time they come close to my head, I will be able to sense it.”

“How will we know who is an agent of the court?” Casey asks.

”That will be up to you. I don’t know who will be sent in my place.”

All the more reason to find a way to work sex into this caper. It would be a perfect opportunity to pin that sigil onto something.

hmm, can we glean anything from the fact that they "will be sent in [Ometra's] place"? what was Ometra's place, in full?

So the pin will help you find it. Is that all you need? The knowledge of it's location? Or do you want us to try and take that too?

>>1102128
Wait, hold up, maybe I missed something here, but why would your head be so important that it'd be protected against Scrying?

Toxoglossa 2025/01/10(Fri)18:09 No. 1102164 ID: c57c8d
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“Wait, what do you mean sent in your place?” Kol asks.

The undead fey gives a telepathic sigh and explains, ”Once a month, Argus opens his house to visitors for a masquerade honoring the full moon. Many in attendance will be representatives from fey courts. In the past it was usually my duty to represent the court of the Pooling Deep.” There’s a slight shift of the fey’s massive shoulders, as if plagued by an unreachable itch. The dullahan’s monotone voice doesn’t seem particularly excited or nostalgic about this aspect of their past.

“No offense, but how did you pull off a masquerade without a head?” Gabe asks, eyeing the undead.

”I would usually wear a carved pumpkin. Argus found it… amusing.”

“So, we just need to help you find your head? Or do we need to steal that too?” Gabe asks.

”Once I know where it is, I will reclaim it myself. Branded or not, no one will stand in my way.” There’s an edge to the undead’s tone: as if their voice was being sharpened against a gravestone.

Sounds like Ometra has already given us some good advice, whether he intended to or not. The masquerade ball will be a perfect time to get in for the heist, without having to worry about breaking in through tough security. And if we know anything about the schemes of fey courts, we won't be the only ones up to skullduggery during this ball.

Sounds doable. So what will identify the Pooling Deep fey? Some sort of theme perhaps?

You had us at sweet costumes.

Being known to the Pooling Deep as both dutiful whistle-blowers and keeper of no secrets they would care about, expect your invitation to come in right about....

Idea: Vivian may not be able to help us with the heist directly, buuuut... maybe her theater could help provide some fun masquerade ball costumes?

That provides a REALLY good time for the heist actually... and from a Fey perspective? why, there could be no better time, the intrigue alone!

On a note that is probably, but might not be, unrelated: Vivian referenced this seasons opera, where might it be? even if completely unrelated it would still be nice to show up when it happens

>>1102200

Nevermind that, as the host, Argus may be forced to maintain attendance and not directly interfere because of fey senses of propriety.

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“A masquerade? That’s perfect! We’d be able mingle with the guests without any suspicion! Plus, you know there’ll be more fey plots unfolding to keep everyone distracted.” Casey grins and snaps her fingers.

”Security would be very high, but if you could obtain invitations, you would be provided a degree of protection.” Ometra explains, ” Under the rules of a masquerade, guests would have to be unmasked before in order to be detained, and unmasking a fellow party member without just cause is considered a breach of etiquette.”

“An invitation? You said its a full moon celebration? What if we were to offer some moon rocks in order to get invited? I’m sure a few pieces survived the latest test.” Cecil suggests as he takes notes.

Ometra folds their arms and scoffs telepathically, ”Any fey would be able to detect fake moon rocks just by talking to them.”

“Oh no, they’re quite real.” Cecil replies

”Oh…. What?”. The dullahan sits up a little straighter and twists in their seat, as if looking over the assembled plotters with disbelief and curiosity.

>>1102226
Let's just say they are going to be devalued quite soon.

QUICK cecil blow your husband


a kiss

maybe some nice moon dust, or ash

...Can Casey talk to rocks in her more elemental state?

Rule number one of the masquerade: Wear a second mask underneath your fancy one.
Rule number two of the masquerade: Wear a third mask underneath your backup mask.

So...are moon rocks like, really important and valuable to the fey? Might add an extra complication to the fact that we've just been casually using gates to get core samples out of the moon and have been dismissing the resultant piles of rubble as curiosities at best, scrap rock at worst

Ometra seems interested all of a sudden.

Given Ometra's sudden interest, should we go ahead and tell him that not only do we have a way to get real moon rocks from the source, and that the whole reason for this heist is so that we can actually travel there ourselves? Or should we keep that under wraps?

>>1102226
if you'll forgive the late dumb question: are airships a thing in this world? and if so, do you think some precursor group came up with one space-capable?

Toxoglossa 2025/01/24(Fri)18:49 No. 1102808 ID: 81705d
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“Oh yeah, haven’t you heard?” Gabe leans back in an excessively casual pose and remarks, “We’re going to the moon. That’s what this is all about!”

”And you have actual moon rocks?”

“Yeah. Gate magic, baby!” Gabe twiddles his fingers and makes a little “Bwommmm, booosh!” As if to imitate a gate opening and closing.

“You said its a celebration of the full moon, right?” Casey asks. “Why is the moon so important?”

Ometra, relieved to change the topic, turns to her. ”Argus is a member of an ancient Lycan clan. They draw their strength from a bond with the moon.”

“Wait, you can do that? I thought fey contracts were with the great elemental titans.” Kol asks.

”The moon… has a rather complicated role in the order of the planes. It is made of stone, but not earth stone. It controls tides, but from at a great distance. It sheds light, but the light is not its own. It's a force of great influence and symbolism among the fey. Long ago, the lycan clans somehow forged a contract with it, granting them a considerable amount of power.”

...hmm, I wonder if Lord Hekal was involved in that contract, or alternatively he went there to take advantage of the latent energies involved?
Do we know any lycans?

On second thought, maybe it WOULDN'T be a good idea to give Argus a moon rock. If the Lycan clan has a contract with the moon and can draw power from it, who knows what he could do with an actual piece of it. But, because of that it would likely be extremely valuable to him. A tricky situation

And would they be upset if they knew we had sliced a piece off of the moon?

>ancient Lycan clan
Are any of them cute?

More seriously, can we flip any rebels or estranged among them to assist us?

The Moon, The Sun, The Rainbow of Life. pretty inportant in this world, but we don't QUITE know the connections between the Gods and their celestial bodies, do we?

How long ago, exactly? We know Someone HAS gone to the moon before, that would provide an opportunity to contract it.

>>1102808
Ooh, interesting.
Sounds like one way to engineer a timeframe of focused attention away from any burglary, especially from the master of the house, would be putting on an impromptu auction for said moonstones at the party.

Unless that'd be some kind of fae social faux pas.

So this fey can gain power from the moon. So, a trip to the moon and *physical contact* would surely be of interest to them. Even if they are only willing to lease the artifact, this seems a more logical line of enquiry than playing a fey's game by their rules. The technology to get to the moon on a regular basis MIGHT be more valuable to a moon cult than an evening of entrainment. Even if it is to have parties on a moon base!

The fey can talk to moon rocks? What do they say? Can they tell us about Hekal? Any which way, it might be worth asking the Lycans about the moon, if it's their specialty.

Toxoglossa 2025/01/28(Tue)17:41 No. 1103019 ID: 81705d
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Gabe leans forward and asks, “Hey, wait! If fey can talk to moon rocks, do you think they could tell us if Hekal is up there?”

”Possibly. But you would need someone who is aligned with the power of Root and Stone. I might have been able to, if I weren’t branded.” Ometra sulks, taking the moment to remind everyone of their predicament. Despite not having a head or eyes, the dullahan somehow manages to glare at Nemo, who takes the opportunity to hide behind the couch.

“Who do we know with stone magic?” Gabe asks.

“Vivian, but she said that she's busy…” Casey sighs. “Do we know anyone else?”

>>1103019
Maybe Cestus? The jeweler?

If we don't know anyone directly, maybe we can ask some of our fey friends if they know anyone? We could try Caleb, he's sailed all over the place and met all kinds of people.

well, remembering as best I can, We don't know of any relevent elementals, unless a Life-Elemental counts, then we know 1.5
The Kobolds live in a mountain, such elementals would live there.
We know a couple water Fey, but I don't thing just any fey will do, I don't know who has and does not have Contracts with what.
Flashing Feathers may, from like forever ago, but same could be said of the other elementals we know
I do not remember what the Barghast IS, other then under a tree
That SHOULD be all direct leads, which is to say, All 0 of them
Unless we just ask they guy we are giving them to, Indirect leads and adventure it is

Cestus, the gnoll at the marketplace mentioned getting their gems 'by root and stone'. Maybe they would buy some moon rocks too.

Actually, if it's alright with them, could we ask Ometra about their feelings about their former court? If they had the chance to return to it without any shame following them, would they? What do they even want to do once they regain their freedom? Fey might be inclined to fulfil their roles, but Ometra might be without one relatively soon. Are they ready for that, or do they need help finding a new purpose?

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“There’s Cestus.” Kol speaks up, “He’s a gnoll jeweler that Caleb introduced me to a while back: runs a stall in the fey marketplace. I don’t quite remember where the stall was though; maybe Caleb could help?”

“Sounds like a good lead. Here…” Cecil pulls a glass vial out of his vest pocket: inside are a few shards of powdery white stone. “Hopefully you can glean some more information from these. I’ll entertain our guest for the time being.” He waves a hand at Ometra, who seems to relax a bit at the opportunity of an afternoon away from Sifr’s old man clutter.

Toxoglossa 2025/01/29(Wed)19:04 No. 1103058 ID: 81705d
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A quick gate later and the mice, accompanied by Clio and Nemo, step out onto the creaking deck of Caleb’s boat. Moored in a little cove just outside town, the Sea Scar rocks a little as the waves lap against its planks.

A grey head peeks up from below-decks, followed by Caleb’s massive shoulders “Who’s there? Kol?” He breaks out in a broad smile at the sight of his boyfriend and climbs up on deck to pick him up in a hug. “Kol! Salt and Spray! I heard you went to the Far Sea! Welcome back to the world of the living, my boy! What brings you aboard?”

aw hell yeah! Let em have a lil kiss and like to be honest what's the rush? They can catch up for a little bit

We're in need of a guide to the fay market! Maybe he can grace us with another song?

Toxoglossa 2025/01/30(Thu)17:51 No. 1103087 ID: 81705d
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“Hahah! Good to see you, Caleb! We need some fae expertise and were wondering if you could help us out?” The big sailor drops him back onto the deck and they exchange a quick kiss.

“Oh yeah? What kind of expertise?” He bellows jovially.

“We need someone who can talk to rocks. We have some that might hold a clue about Hekal’s whereabouts.”

“Still lookin for him? I thought that all got sorted out with… you know…” Caleb nods in the direction of the world tree sprouting upriver from the city.

“We helped Rodwin, but still haven’t found Hekal, but we have a lead… we think.” Kol explains.

The selkie scratches his cheek with a thick claw and reflects, “Well, I don’t talk to rocks so good: my whole thing is with the sea.”

“Yeah, we were hoping you might help is find Cestus, the gnoll jeweler?”

“Oh him? That’s easy enough! Then maybe we can catch up some?” A big hand wraps around Kol’s hip and gives his butt a squeeze. He leans in to mutter, “…And it’s been a while since we rocked the boat together.”

Adventure it is!
Well, not like you have much else to do while you sail.
Damn, forgot Caleb was that close with Kol.

We can feel the motion of the ocean with a little bit of commotion, if that's your notion. But don't forget your guests!

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Kol’s cheeks catch fire as the sailor grins at him and says, “You brought quite a crew with you. Makes for a nice, big audience, eh? Or do we let them join in?” The mouse lets himself get pulled into another, deeper kiss as the selkie’s tongue twists together with his.

When he breaks free of the kiss, Kol chuckles bashfully and hunches over slightly, hoping to hide the tent in his pants. “Heheh, sounds fun! Let’s find Cestus first though…”

Gabe opens a gate to the old quarter and as the group turns to leave, Nemo mutters “Spite me, this really happens all the time?”

“Yeahhhhhhh, pretty much." Gabe replies, grinning from ear to ear.

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A short walk from the familiar buildings of the old quarter, the landscape starts to change: becoming more overgrown and strange as they enter the fey marketplace. The low, earthen buildings start to sink into the hills, until they’re merely windows and doors peeking out from a lush terrain.

Caleb walks up to a wooden shutter and raps on it with a brick-sized knuckle. “Cestus? You home?”

There’s a sound of scraping metal as the latch comes undone and the gnoll peeks out and remarks, “Caleb? Didn’t expect to see you today!”

“Uh-huh?” The selkie cocks his head and looks past the jeweler at a table set up for company with a decanter of brandy and several chipped cups .

Cestus glares back with his gemstone eye and states, “Look, I can only kind of see the future. I knew someone was coming but not who. Come on in! I suspect you have something to show me?”

>>1103224
Yes, but it seems rude to whip it out before we've received our host's hospitality.

I mean, brandy for a sailor seems fitting really

that is a large amount of brandy, my good sir! it would be a shame if it went to waste...
On a more serious note, should we work up to showing him the rocks with small talk or shove them in his face to see a fun expression? though we could do a bit of both, catch up until there is a good opportunity to surprise him... or the impulsiveness from the brandy does it for you

>>1103224
Huh. Tuvara-malli was also a gnoll-like fey with gemstone eyes...are all Corocutta gnoll/hyena-like? I thought it was just to refer to a fae who has gemstone eyes and the ability of foresight, not a particular whole "species."

>>1103231
They're related.

Toxoglossa 2025/02/04(Tue)18:43 No. 1103275 ID: 81705d
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“Well, don’t just stand there! Come in!” The gnoll insists.

The crowd shuffles through the tiny doorway and finds seats for themselves around the room. The hill house glitters around them like a magpie’s nest as various gems catch the meager light.

The fey flops down heavily on a frayed and patched pillow in front of the central table and waves a hand. “Have a seat, pour yourself a drink!”

“Thank you very much!” Caleb deftly clasps one of the tiny glasses between his claws and pours a serving of red-gold fire wine. He sits down in a rattan chair that creaks under his weight and raises his glass in a little toast, “To your hospitality! May your eyes never lose their luster!” The sailor knocks back the shot and closes his eyes to savor the blazing taste in the back of his throat.

Cestus grins and nods in appreciation. Having exchanged pleasantries, he asks “So what brings you here?”

“We need you to talk to these.” Casey hands over the little vial and the jeweler turns it over and examines it. The stones clink softly against the glass, shedding more moon dust as they bump against one another.

“Huh. I was expecting gems or a ward of some kind. What's so special about these?”

why don't find out yourself? :)
that ratio of hand to glass is hilarious, though i can only imagine the wine to be quite strong, looks like it is made of fire
that being said, that also makes it not a good idea for our magical trio, so brandy for yall

They're from the moon.

>>1103275
They're from the moon. Actually, we've been taking some fairly large chunks out of the moon. I hope it's not upset.

No no, don't tell him. See if he can tell that they're from the moon. It would be good to know if other stone aligned fey will be able to recognize them.

>>1103289
This. Let him try and determine it first.

I am also for letting the leucotta be surprised. I'm sure he'll enjoy having the unexpected compound.

>>1103275
Why don't you ask them?

Well if you can tell, then you're exactly who we're looking for.

These are rocks fresh from the moon, and we were kind of hoping they might have information about someone who may be up there right now. On the moon.

Toxoglossa 2025/02/06(Thu)17:06 No. 1103392 ID: 81705d
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"That's what we want you to find out." Casey says, pouring herself a finger of brandy, "But why spoil the surprise?"

An eyebrow is raised in suspicion, but the gnoll doesn’t comment. Instead he shakes one of the pebbles out into his hand, curls his fingers around it and holds his fist up to his forehead.

“Mmmm, oh. Ohhhhhh…. Root and Stone, that is old.” Cestus rolls his head from side to side as he listens. “Its like… it's almost like it's speaking a different language, something as old as the bones of the earth. “

“Can you understand it?” Casey asks, “What’s it say?”

“It says… it remembers sleep, sleep in a place both cold and hot. And dead- a dead land with stars as bright as diamonds. Then… something awoke it… I think it was mana… burning like life: moving it. Building something?” Cestus listens some more and continues, “Then, much later, possibly today, something very fast happened to it.”

Right on the money, those pebbles were sourced from the moon today. The first part is very interesting though.

>>1103392

Ah. Hekel is building something.

Something which I suspect is going to be oddly familiar.

It was from the moon, so the first half makes perfect sense.
The SECOND half... well we could assume all kinds of things, but we have a friend here too ask questions with, now would be a good time to inform him of both Moon and Hekel

Well they didn't say Hekal was on the moon, But somethings on the moon so it's enough to explore

I hope its not too upset at the rude awakening

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“Oh that was probably us.” Gabe waves and shrugs, “We scooped a chunk out of the moon with a gate. It kind of exploded on arrival .” He takes a sip of fey brandy and erupts into coughs as it hits his pallet.

“Yeah, maybe you can apologize for us?” Casey suggests. “We didn’t intend to blow it up. We were testing using gates to travel to the moon. We think there’s a lich stuck up there.”

The jeweler looks at Caleb with an expression of abject confusion. The selkie shrugs back at him, looking equally baffled. “Yer not kidding are ya?” He twirls the stone between his fingers carefully and examines it again. “This is really from the moon?”

“Kol, you really think someone lives up there?” Caleb leans back in his chair and stairs at the ceiling in wonderment. “Salt and Spray…”

Cestus pulls out a jewelers loop and peers closer at the stone, “That would explain a bit. I’ve talked to meteoric iron before and it has a similar… accent, for lack of a better term. And unlike a meteor, this rock remembers the feeling of magic being used on it.”

“So, that really confirms it, right?” Clio asks, “Spite me, I wonder what it’s like up there.”

“Sounds pretty rough: no air and both hot and cold at the same time? Not a place for someone who’s not an undead.” Casey shrugs and sips her drink.

Cestus places the stone back in its jar and quietly asks, “Would it be possible to get more of those? I know a few collectors who would love to have one. I can hook you guys up with elemental wards in return.”

Alas, Gabe was a lightweight
The moon rocks are more or less free, they are just rocks from elsewhere, and elsewhere is what senders do.
Yeah we need a good number of wards and protections to get up there

We don't want to crash the moon rock market, but exchanging them for necessary wards is a good idea.

>>1103451
It sounds like we'll need wards against heat and cold, anyways.

Please help the boy

Getting the rocks was fairly easy, and wards would be very useful. Yeah, we can get a hold of more. Though we should probably be wary of "selling" too many. It might attract the wrong kind of attention. Speaking of, would one of those collectors happen to be a Fey named Argus?

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“Hmm, we are going to need fire and ice wards for the trip…” Casey remarks. The binder runs a finger around the rim of her glass as she thinks and turns to her partners. “What do you guys think?”

Kol pats Gabe on the back to help his cough and replies, “We kind of need those as bargaining chips though. Without them, how will we get invitations to Argus’s masquerade?”

Caleb and Cestus sit up suddenly and lean in with considerable interest. “Wait, Argus is wrapped up in this? Argus the wolf?” Cestus asks.

Casey waves a hand and sighs, “Sort of- It’s a whole thing: basically we need to steal his aegis in order to travel to the moon. If we don’t have it, we’ll end up like those rocks the moment we gate through.”

“Kol, buddy, you sure know how to pick your adventures…” Caleb whistles and shakes his head. “Take it from me. I went toe to toe with him once.”

oh boy its Story Time!

Oh no shit? Now that sounds like a story.

Now was it Toe to Toe or tip to tip...

Went toe to toe with him in a fight, or... a "fight?"

...pray tell

Toxoglossa 2025/02/11(Tue)20:48 No. 1103639 ID: 81705d
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“Wait, you fought Argus? How? Why?” Casey asks. “What happened?”

Caleb pours himself another glass of brandy and nurses it, resting his elbows on his knees. The big sailor sighs, looking a little embarrassed to recall a memory.

“It was years ago, back when I was still trying to find my footing. Thought I could make it as a fighter; so I agreed to be a part of Argus’s festival where he has these battles, you see.”

“Battles?” Nemo asks, looking worried. He eyes his colleagues as a shiver of yellow flickers across his skin.

Caleb waves a big paw at him and tries to explain. “They’re not really battles. They’re kinda like…plays. It's a fae thing where he challenges someone and there's a back and forth and he wins at the end. I was brought in to play the… the bad guy, if you will, the guy who gets beat.”

Of course! One of the most respectable forms of theatre, professional wrestling.

I'm so happy about the lore that has been revealed this day.

Oho.. a Heel. That's amazing

That Wrestling just Works so well as a Fey thing is hilarious, they really are something like plays, they just have a lot of improv

Ok so not only are we going to face an obsessive, quirky collector but one that could potentially square up in a ring and turn our spines into pretzels. This is definitely going to be an interesting heist...

There are three mice. I cannot believe but that Argus will find an excuse the challenge them to a triple tag match, should it come to that. Listen close, find out about how he likes to orchestrate these things; it might come in handy.

woahhh a FWWF (FeyWild Wrestling Federation) heel? That's actually really cool! Wrestling is like the best combo of acrobatics and stage combat! Definitely takes a whole lot of gusto to get there!

Ooooh, Caleb was a bad boy?

Toxoglossa 2025/02/12(Wed)17:12 No. 1103685 ID: 81705d
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“Wait, if you were supposed to lose, why’d you quit?” Casey asks.

“It wouldn’t have mattered either way.” Caleb shrugs. “Before the match Argus told me that he wanted me to give it everything: to go all out.”

“So I did.” The sailor knocks back his glass and swallows, “I couldn’t even move him. The bastard stood there like a statue and nothing I did could even ruffle his hair. After that, I figured I’d try out being a sailor, which worked out pretty good.”

“Is there some way we could challenge him to one of these fights?” Kol asks.

“Are you serious?” Caleb gawks as if his boyfriend had just sprouted wings. “I just told you the spite-blasted dog is invulnerable and you want to go fight him?”

Kol raises his glass, one finger extended as if to accentuate his point. “Yeah, but if its a scripted fight, that means he’ll have to play along! Fae can’t improvise, but we can! The best time to steal the aegis is when he thinks he’s invincible!”

“But if you lose... ” Caleb warns, “I'm guessing you'll probably have to spend time on display as part of his 'collection'.”

Say... a lot shot, but what does Argus' wrestling costume look like. Does it happen to involve a wrestling championship belt? And does that belt involve oversized ornamentation on the front?

If so... how does the description of that compare with descriptions of the Aegis? That would be one way to make an invincible wrestler.

Caleb speaks like he has experience with the collection...

also i doubt Caleb had a godmode and command portal: the center of the earth, the guardians completely outclass and outscale Caleb in terms of power. Might be an excellent way to test if the Aegis can withstand the power of being sent to the moon without putting anyone we care about at risk!

Sounds like Argus likes to actually wear the aegis for these fights. Which sounds like a very risky clue to try and take advantage of, but we should definitely file it away for later once we have more information to work with with, and a plan starting to take shape.

This is perfect heist material. Set it up so that you challenge him to a "scripted fight," switch his aegis with a fake aegis before it actually happens, and then, when he's counting on the magic to sell his invulnerability, he'll be caught by surprise when you actually bowl him over.

Though on that note, if you've already filed an intent to steal, you can't make it too obvious. Caleb might know; is there anyone you could look up to stage a fight with? Someone with a grudge, who would love to knock him down a peg and humiliate him in his own ring? That might be an additional ally, and it wouldn't be suspicious to see a request for a rematch from.

Wait a minute. Caleb couldn't do ANYTHING? I bet that fucker was using the Aegis during the fight! So if we challenge him we'll know exactly where it is for the heist.

One idea: We might find a way to swap the aegis for a fake one, then pretend you can't hurt him in the fight to make him think he's wearing the real thing.

>>1103685
Well, if Caleb couldn't hurt him with all of his strength, that kind of implies he was using his aegis during the fight to be invulnerable. Just use some sort of fighting style during the match that doesn't rely on physical damage. Can Kol's spirit form touch fae?

I see I see, with my pair of eyes, a Full Moon in the background, shining down its light.
The game was rigged from the start, Mr. Caleb.
... or maybe, looking at the others, it was the Aegis, and a Heist is ten times easier when you know where the heisted object is.
I am going to guess and say the Belt, it's an important piece for wrestling, which also means that if you somehow win, you get the belt, and thus the Aegis

...when we tell Caleb of the Aegis, will he want a Re-Match? Certainly, it will be a way for us to get the Aegis, a way for him to win a Rigged Game

Toxoglossa 2025/02/13(Thu)18:09 No. 1103733 ID: 81705d
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“You wouldn’t happen to know about this collection firsthand, would you?” Gabe asks.

Caleb blushes a bit and shifts in his chair. “Well, anybody who challenges Argus and fails spends some time on display. I knew what I was signing up for.”

Casey scratches her chin and leans forward. “If even you couldn’t hurt him, it sounds like Argus is using the aegis during his matches. If we can find a way to steal it off him or swap it, then we might be able to win the fight.”

“Did you notice him wearing it?” Caleb asks.

“It wouldn’t have to be big, just silver and circular.” Casey explains.

Caleb leans back as he recalls the fight many decades ago and nods. “I remember now: he was wearing a silver belt buckle with an embossing of the moon on it. That musta been it. Not sure how you’re gonna steal it though.”

Casey shrugs, “We have an invisible thief and a teleporting pickpocket; we just need to give them an opening.”

“Look,” Cestus holds up a hand and remarks, “Not that this isn’t fascinating, but I don’t know if I want you people planning a heist in my shop. No offense.”

Thank you for your time, you can keep the rocks as thanks.

No worries, we're gonna have a formal declaration of intent to burgle so that it's all legal. At least by fey standards

"Formal Burglery" but fair enough, 'See' anything fun before we go?

Toxoglossa 2025/02/14(Fri)17:06 No. 1103781 ID: 81705d
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“Oh, right. Sorry!” Casey nods. “Uh, just so you know, it'll be a formal burglary, and hopefully a pretty good show.”

The fey hands back the vial of moon rocks and grins, “Good luck! Let me know how it turns out! And my offer still stands: get me moon rocks and I’ll handle supplying you with elemental wards.”

The guests polish off their drinks as the buzz from the brandy settles in, and say their goodbye’s. They file out into the fey market and Gabe opens a gate back to Caleb’s boat.

“Thanks for the info, Caleb. You ended up telling us more than we expected!” Kol says, stepping back onto the gently rocking deck.

“Always glad to help, Kol. Gotta remember to include me in these adventures more often.” The big sailor claps him on the back and grins.

The mouse chuckles and gives him a kiss on the cheek before suggesting, “It has been a while. If I recall, you mentioned something about doing some catching up?"

>>1103781
If we're catching, who's pitching? Nemo?

Eh, unless we got anyone else to talk to, we got time to kill. Kol can catch up with Caleb while Gabe heads back to the test site to bring in another "shipment" of rocks. That just leaves finding a way to get an invitation. Maybe Casey can look into that?

If you guys need to work on your theatrics i'm sure Vivian would be elated to you an advanced coaching in acting. You know, get every chance on your side.

...maybe visit one of those fey bars Celab mentioned open to amateur performers since we are in the fey side of town?

Toxoglossa 2025/02/17(Mon)15:44 No. 1103956 ID: 81705d
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Caleb laughs and hefts Kol in one arm, slinging him over his shoulder. He announces, “I’m gonna go fuck seven kinds of stupid into this mouse here! You lot are welcome to join in.” Before turning his scarred back and heading below-decks.

A few voyeurs can't hurt! Good ol' Mice Fuckin to Chill and Plan Heists to

Sounds like a show!

>>1103956
Nemo might take him up on the offer. He hasn't been with the mice for a while. Also Caleb is hotter than he expected.

>>1103956
Haven't had all 3 mice have fun with Caleb yet, by all means go for it.

Toxoglossa 2025/02/18(Tue)18:47 No. 1104011 ID: 81705d
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Gabe turns to Casey and beams, “We got anything else going on at the moment?”

The binder thinks for a moment and shrugs, “We can’t get any more rocks until the moon passes over the beacon, which will take another month. I was going to look into that contract Cecil had drafted and see about getting us an invite to the masquerade. But nothing going on that has to happen today…”

Gabe gives her a thumbs up and turns to the rest of the group, “Clio, Nemo, you interested?”

The cat purrs and rubs up against him, “I suppose I’m in. I kind of want to see Caleb in action.”

The lizard’s skin turns red and he asks, “That big, purple lady isn’t about to join us, is she?”

“Del? No she’s at work. I could scry her up and ask if you want…”

Nemo waves his hands in a panic and hurriedly stammers, “Ah-no that’s fine. I think I’ll be okay if it’s just, uh, us.”

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A few moments later, Caleb’s quarters is strewn with discarded clothing. The captain himself sits on a bench built into the ship, one arm around his boyfriend as the pair exchange long, hungry kisses. His other hand is busy holding Gabe by the back of the head as the mouse works his mouth between his legs.

“Salt and Spray, he’s good at that!” Caleb huffs as he slips his tongue out of Kol’s mouth.

“He’s a mouse of many talents.” Kol chuckles. He moans as the big sailor’s hand squeezes his ass and pulls him closer. “Fuck, I missed you, Caleb.”

The selkie grins at him, continuing to fondle the medium. “You mice are too much. Chasing after Argus like that: I’ve got a good mind to give you a taste of what you’re in for. “

Pile drivers in supluxes ahead? With a roaring audience? Count us in.

>>1104012
Caleb has balls now?

>>1104012
Everyone here has gotta get topped atleast once

I would rather enjoy some ear play with Gabe.

Sexy wrestling moves? I knew this Argus sounded kinky

>>1104012
Heh, Kol could probably match Caleb in strength now.

Toxoglossa 2025/02/19(Wed)20:10 No. 1104045 ID: 81705d
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“Ah! Ohhhhh~!” Nemo sprawls in Caleb’s hammock, his skin shifting with different colors as Casey and Clio each service one of his shafts.

The pair peek at one another as they bob up and down on his cocks, the corners of their mouths pulled up into grins. The writhing lizard bucks his hips into them and gasps as they sneak little nuzzles against one another.

“Fuckkk~ How’d I go from getting caught by you two, to getting my dicks sucked by you?” Nemo moans. “Thank you, Fates…”

“Well, it does help that you’re a really sweet guy. And helped us out with catching Ometra, despite the risk.” Clio purrs, rubbing her cheek against Casey affectionately.

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“Oh yeah?” Kol chuckles, “I’ll have you know I’m a good bit stronger now that I’m a Guardian. I bet I could take- ahhh!~” His knees buckle as a thick, blunt claw slips under his tail and wedges itself inside him.

Caleb grins as he works his finger deeper. “Hmm? What was that?”

“Ahhh~! Fuck! Caleb!”

“Oh, you’ll take it alright. Raw strength doesn’t do much good against someone who knows your weak-spots. I suggest you keep that in mind.” The selkie says conversationally as his boyfriend squeaks in his grip.

He works his claw in a circle, feeling the clenched muscles give way under his ministrations. “Yer pretty tight; been a while since you had anyone back there? Eh?”

Kol can only moan as he’s stretched around the sailor’s massive finger, “Ahhhhhh~”



“That’s what I thought.” His other hand idly caresses Gabe's head as he keeps up his pace. “Now the question is: which of you two am I going to play with first?”

His fingers close gently, fully gripping both of Gabe’s ears and massaging them in his broad palm. The sender’s tight seal around Caleb’s shaft slips as he gasps and moans: the soft tug on his ears filling him with bliss. He pants briefly before the big sailor pulls him closer and fills his mouth with cock.

“Speaking of weak-points: I think I found yours~” Caleb teases.

>>1104046
I bet those new balls of his are pretty sensitive.

Kol's trying to show bravado; that's cute, but Gabe is being a good example of model behavior. I think he should go first, to show Kol how to act around Caleb.

Toxoglossa 2025/02/20(Thu)20:03 No. 1104075 ID: 81705d
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Casey opens one eye and perks up, “Ohh, sounds like they’re having fun. Move over, I wanna watch.”

The mouse and cat clamber up into the hammock alongside Nemo and cuddle up to him. Their hands trail down and continue to pump at his cocks, keeping them nice and hard for later.

Do let Kol know that he is being watched. He does so well with an audience.

Has Caleb ever allowed someone to play with his own ass? Let's see if he likes it, whether it's with fingers or tongues or cocks.

As for Nemo, Casey and Clio could whisper the most deliciously dirty thoughts into his earholes while they masturbate him...

I want to see if the gifted green boy can take two girls at once.

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“I know what we can do.” Caleb says, looking down at Gabe, “How about you go get this cutie warmed up for me, Kol? Pretty sure, he’s going to take some loosening up before he can handle me.”

The sailor slips his finger free from his boyfriend and gives him a little smack on the ass to encourage him.

Feeling a little sore already, Kol rubs some lube on his shaft and casts his eye sideways at the audience watching from the hammock. The medium blushes a bit and feels his erection pulse in his hand as he steps up behind Gabe.

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Still blissfully sucking on Caleb’s cock, the sender’s eyes go wide as his tail is lifted and he’s filled from the other end. Kol’s shaft fits inside him snugly, finding its familiar place as his body adjusts to the intrusion. He moans loudly around a mouth full of selkie cock and grinds backwards into his partner.

“Sounds like he liked that.” Caleb remarks, giving the spit-roasted mouse an affectionate rub on the ear with his thumb. “You lined him up nicely for me too. Deep breath boyo, give me a tap if you need to stop.”

Gabe looks up and manages a nod before several inches of thick sailor cock slip past his tongue and into his throat. In spite of the size, the tapered shape pushes inside easily and Gabe soon finds his snout bumping against Caleb’s hips.

The mouse feels himself pulled back and stuffed again as the massive hand holding him in place moves back and forth. Unable to do much more than keep his mouth open, Gabe slips his tongue out and laps hungrily at Caleb’s shaft and balls until they’re dripping with his saliva.

“Salt and Spray, that’s good. Haven’t had my balls polished like that in years.” The big fey huffs, “You really take it like a champ, son.”

>>1104173
He didn't have balls the last time we saw him. Does he just wake up each day and decide how his junk is going to look? When's the last time he had something different? During his marriage?

I think it's been stated that fay have a protean nature. Their bodies can change somewhat. Anyways, let's see the chameleon get bullied

Toxoglossa 2025/02/24(Mon)18:43 No. 1104196 ID: 81705d
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“Spite me…” Nemo mutters, watching Gabe get stuffed from both ends.

Casey leans closer and asks, “Good, eh? Gabe can really take it.” Her hand idly traces one of Nemo’s shafts, feeling his pulse racing under her fingers.

The chameleon nods and blushes, “He’s, ah, pretty good.” His mind flits back to the afternoon in the bathhouse and being sandwiched between Clio and Gabe. “I’d never done anything like that with anyone before.”

“Heh, thinking about that time at Delilah’s?” Clio purrs, “That was fun. You really filled me up, cutie.”

“I, uh, think about it a lot.” He admits, turning pink as the two beautiful women continue to pleasure him.

“I bet you do.” Casey giggles, “Have you done anything like that since then?”

Nemo goes cross-eyed as he confesses, “I, uh, tried using my tail, uh, on my butt. You know, after I tried it on Gabe.” As if hearing the thief, his prehensile tail uncoils and snakes its way into the hammock.

Case can do a lot more than butt stuff. Makes Delilah's magic look pedestrian in comparison. What can she do to blow his mind, and other parts?

Of yeah Kol can testify from experience how talented Casey can be!

Speaking of Kol though I remember someone promising to fuck seven kinds of stupid into him... I wonder when they're going to make good on that promise~

>>1104173
Kol absolutely needs to get stretched next

he should demonstrate that for them. Show off using his tail on himself.

Toxoglossa 2025/02/25(Tue)19:49 No. 1104225 ID: 81705d
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“Since when do you have balls?” Kol asks. Gabe rocks gently back into him and he starts thrusting, keeping his pace easy so that the sender can adjust.

Caleb chuckles, “Since I felt like it." He pulls Gabe’s head back so that he can get some air. The mouse gives him a thumbs up before being stuffed full again.

Kol cocks an eyebrow and asks, “You can do that?”

“Not as much as elementals, but we can shift things around a bit. Takes a lot more time too.” The selkie replies, “With how many shapes and sizes fey come in, it makes sense to be able to, you know, adapt where needed."

"Oh, Why the change?"

"I usually keep ’em inside to help me swim better, but I thought you might like a fat pair slapping against yours next time you dropped by.” Caleb catches Kol's eye and gives him a saw-toothed grin.

The hull groans as he pushes himself up off the bench and slips free from Gabe's lips. His bare feet plap against the floorboards as he steps up behind his boyfriend. A heavy hand grabs the mouse's shoulder as Caleb's thick cock grinds against the underside of his tail.

"Speaking of which-" He mutters into Kol's ear, "I seem to recall promising to 'fuck seven kind's a stupid' into you..."

Oh yeah, let's rock the boat. Nemo, hope you've been practicing your stamina and resistance. Don't want to go off too quickly.

Toxoglossa 2025/02/26(Wed)18:32 No. 1104258 ID: 81705d
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“Oh yeah?” Casey asks using a binding tendril to fetch some lube, “How about you show us?”

The bashful lizard dribbles some clear liquid on his tail before pointing the tip back at its base and reaches down to help push it inside. He lets out a long sigh as the scaly appendage slips a few inches deeper and spreads his ass around it. “Fuuckk…”

“Cuuuute.” Clio croons. “You’re a man of many talents, Nemo. How do you like it?”

“Um… good.” Nemo admits, but bobs his head a little indecisively. “Its okay, but a little like trying to tickle yourself. It was… better when Gabe did it.”

>>1104258
Casey learned a new trick, too.
Activate gock.

On the one hand, it'd be easy for Casey to recreate Gabe's big C. She's very familiar with it. On the other, it'd be a shame to leave any lizard C bare. Can't have Clio do all the work.

Tailjobs would make for good magic practice, too. Nemo should have tips.

Casey definitely needs to show off her new trick.

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A lump bobs in Kol’s throat. The medium bends over and spreads his legs for Caleb and braces himself against Gabe’s butt. His breath hitches as he feels the pressure beneath his tail and closes his eyes as he tries to focus on relaxing his muscles. The mouse feels himself spreading around the slickened shaft as Caleb steadily forces his way inside.

Kol opens one eye and looks over his shoulder at the smug look on his boyfriend’s face. The big selkie shifts his hips and continues his slow invasion of Kol’s asshole; clearly taking his time, in order to make him feel every inch of the thick shaft filling him.

Kol moans, feeling his knees start to buckle as the inward thrust continues. ”Holy Fates, did- did he get bigger? There’s no way he was this big last time, right” he asks himself as Caleb’s cock goes ever deeper.

After what feels like forever, he feels the sailor’s hips come to rest against his and he lets out a long breath. He tries to look back at where they’re joined, but sees only a broad wall of Caleb’s chest muscles .

“There’s my favorite little mouse-hole.” The selkie growls, patting him on the butt, “Ahhh, I missed feelin you wrapped around my cock.”

Gabe looks back at the pair and pants, “Spite me! Dude, I think I felt that!”

“You’ll feel a lot more in a minute.” Caleb promises, taking hold of Kol’s hip. “You boys ready?”

Them boys are going to find out the other reason he pumped up his balls.
Yes I know it doesn't come from there, but come on...

Toxoglossa 2025/02/28(Fri)19:10 No. 1104337 ID: 81705d
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“Mmm, it’s always better when someone else does it.” Clio agrees, and nuzzles against him. The lizard’s scales are cool and scratchy in a way that makes the cat want rub her whole body over them.

“How about I take over?” Casey asks. Slipping out of the hammock. “I’ve got a new trick you might like.”

“You mean with your magic? Uh- s-sure? “ Nemo stammers.

Casey closes her eyes and focuses on channeling her new brand. Light pours through her body and wings unfold from her back as she takes on her angelic form.

Nemo and Caleb look on in amazement at the light show, while Clio grins smugly. “I know: isn’t she pretty?”

The binder stretches out her hands and concentrates on shaping the mana that forms her body. A glow stretches out from between her legs, extending a few inches before curving upwards and narrowing into a rounded tip.

“Oooh! That’s looking good!” Clio beams, admiring the mouse’s craftwork. “Its got a head and balls and everything!”

“Thanks!” Casey says, testing the weight and flexibility of her new erection. “I did some anatomy research and a little hand’s on inspection to get it right. I think I’ve got a better idea of how to handle it now.”

The glowing mouse steps up between Nemo’s legs and asks , “Well? What do you think? Wanna try it out?”

First a little frot with some tongue too!

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“Flay me…” Caleb gawks, momentarily distracted from plowing his boyfriend.

“New guardian power.” Gabe explains in a panting, high voice. “Cool, isn’t it? Are we fuckin or what?” He asks.

Caleb rallies his bravado and grins at the tiny twink. “Right! I’ll show you fuckin!” He drags himself back out of Kol and in again, hammering Gabe into the bench with one thrust.

Kol gasps and arches his back as he’s roughly filled again. He feels himself lift up onto the balls of his feet by the momentum, before dropping back down onto the selkie’s dick. As his mind goes white with pleasure he realizes ”Fucking FATES! So big! It-it’s filling every inch! Did- did he really shape his cock to fit me specifically?”

The mouse’s eyes roll back and he catches Caleb’s gaze. The big sailor lowers his head and grins, as if reading the questions on his boyfriend’s mind. He answers by burying his shaft balls-deep: letting Kol know that he was now the sailor’s personal cock-sleeve.

More thrusts pound the medium from behind, bouncing him up into Gabe’s tail-hole. The sender squeaks and clings to the bench, feeling Kol’s cock being pistoned inside him, completely out of his control.

“Ah! Ah! Fuck! Kol- I’m gonna!” Gabe cries as the sensation pushes him over the edge. His whole body tenses up and his voice rises into a squeak as his cum spatters against the floor.

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“Well, you like it?” Casey asks, grinding her hips against Nemo’s and slipping her shaft between his. “Mmm, that’s kinda nice…”

She presses his shafts together, trapping her own in a soft, tight passage and thrusting into them.

“Ah… fuck…” the thief gasps, feeling his cocks getting harder as they’re massaged. “No one’s ever done that… its really good.”

“Mmm-hmm.” Casey agrees, leaning over the hammock and pulling him closer.

The lizard’s eyes flicker in different directions as he looks around in confusion, before realizing she wants to kiss him. He opens his mouth cautiously and lets her tongue tangle with his.

One is not enough. Hammer the cuties.

Awww poor Clio getting left out... And I'm wondering if Casey is really prepared for that chameleon tongue~

It seems Casey will be able to handle Nemo on her own, what with her new shapeshifting powers and all. Maybe Clio could find a way to get involved with the boys pounding away at each other just a few yards away. She could make use of Gabe's mouth or play with Caleb's ass, for instance.

Toxoglossa 2025/03/06(Thu)20:57 No. 1104604 ID: 81705d
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Sandwiched between his partners, Kol hangs on to Gabe as though being tossed around by a storm on the sea. His cock aches, desperate for release, as the twink’s tail-hole clenches around him.

A massive hand grips him by the dreadlocks and pulls his head back. His boyfriend growls in his ear, “How’s that? Feeling nice and stupid yet?”

The mouse can only reply in a drawn out breathless, “Haaaaaaaaaah…”

Caleb nods, “Good.” His thrusting speeds up as he explains, “I’m gonna cum in you now. Then I’m gonna fuck your little friend. Then I’m gonna fuck you again. Alright?”

Kol nods, or at least attempts to, despite the selkie’s grip on his hair.

“Atta boy.” The sailor smirks. A broad hand claps Kol affectionately on the ass.

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The thick cock inside Kol jackhammers faster before slamming to a halt. The mouse feels those hefty balls tighten up against his own, just as the first jet of cum splashes against his inner walls. Slickness fills his tail-hole and Caleb grunts with satisfaction as the massive load comes spilling out around his dick.

Kol feels the pressure build inside him, and hears the spatter of cum leaking from his ass hit the floor in great, thick globs. His own body clenches tight and he sags forward, humping desperately into Gabe as his orgasm hits like a wave. His legs shake as he loses control and fires streaks of cum into the well-fucked sender.

Gabe hisses and gasps, still overly sensitive from his own orgasm. The coating of sperm hits his walls like icy fire, and he shudders as his nerves tingle with pleasure. Kol’s load comes dripping from the tight seal around his cock, spattering against the floor and joining Gabe and Caleb’s: forming a messy, white streak beneath the three of them.

>>1104605
So do Caleb's new balls actually make him more productive? How many rounds can he go?

Toxoglossa 2025/03/08(Sat)19:34 No. 1104659 ID: 81705d
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Nemo pulls back from the kiss and blushes. “Sorry, my tongue isn’t really made for kissing.”

Thinking back to their last encounter, Casey remembers how it launched inside her and how much power is behind the appendage. While fun, maybe not something she’d want launched down her throat.

“Fair enough. You think you’re ready?” She asks tapping his tail.

The lizard nods and slips free of himself, allowing her to line up with his tail-hole.

“I’ll go slow, okay?” She assures him before pushing inside. His thighs shake as she slowly sinks in, filling the thief with more and more glowing cock.

The hammock shifts as Clio pads over and climbs into Nemo’s lap. “You two weren’t going to leave me out, were you?” She lifts her hips up and positions herself over his shafts. “You think you can handle me too?”

Don't let them do all the work Nemo. Rise to meet her.

Leave nothing unfilled.

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“There we go. You like that?” Caleb asks. “Last time we fucked, you begged for it so hard, I thought you needed something a bit bigger.” His cock slips free of his gasping boyfriend, letting the rest of his pearlescent essence come spilling out.

The mouse’s muscles clench around open air, as the hollowed out medium flops into the puddle of cum trailing from beneath his tail. “Ha- holy- hah- fuck- ah- Caleb…”

A big hand lifts Kol’s chin with one claw. He looks up into the sailor’s eyes and smiles back weakly.

Caleb grins back and tells him, “Take a breather, lad. I still got six more kinds of stupid to fuck into ya.”

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A broad shadow eclipses Gabe and he looks up as the grinning sailor. He manages to get his breath back long enough to say, “Hey.”

“Hey yourself, cutie.” Caleb replies. He assesses the skinny mouse with his hands on his hips. “What do you think? Think you can take it?” His cocktip bobs slightly, causing a droplet of cum to leak out and drip onto Gabe’s back.

“Hah- hah probably not all of it.” The sender admits. “Just -hah- be careful, okay?”

“You got it.” Caleb nods before grabbing the mouse by one leg and hauling him up into the air.

Gabe’s vision spins as he’s tossed about before being flopped against Caleb’s chest. When he gets his bearings, he sees that the big selkie has him manhandled so that he’s straddling his lap. One leg remains held in an iron grip, positioning his loosened tail-hole just above the fey's thick cock.

“Just let me know when to stop.” Caleb growls, “You ready?”

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The chameleon nods and moans as Clio sinks down, spearing herself on each of his cocks. He watches as her body spreads around him, embracing his shafts with her warmth.

“There we go…” She purrs. She shifts her hips slightly, enjoying the sensation of the twin dicks inside her. “Mmm, just like last time.”

“You really like that double penetration, don’t you?” Casey asks, thrusting in and out in slow, easy motions.

Clio giggles. “You can blame your partner for that. It was Gabe’s little escapade that got me into it.” The hammock rocks gently as she bobs her hips, trying to find the best angle for both shafts.

“Gabe certainly has that effect on people “ Casey remarks, now balls deep in a gasping Nemo. “Remind me to get you a butt plug at some point.” Casey insists.

The cat smirks back at her, “Oh way ahead of you. Though if you want to get me another one I won’t say no.”

“How’re you holding up down there, Nemo?” Casey asks, feeling his ass tighten up around her as Clio rocks in place.

The lizard makes a “Ah! M’good!” He manages, clearly focusing on not finishing too quick.

Go easy on him 'til Cleo catches up. Take your time, in fact. The boys clearly aren't going anywhere.

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Gabe nods and takes a deep breath as he starts his descent. The slick tip quickly finds its mark between his ass-cheeks and gravity lets it sink inside. The mouse’s eyes go wide as more and more of his body is forced to shift aside to make room. He wriggles in Caleb’s grip, trying to adjust the angle, but there’s nowhere to go except down.

“Thaaaaat’s it. Take it.” The selkie’s voice rumbles in Gabe’s ears like distant thunder as he takes it: being filled, inch-by-inch with rigid cock.

The mouse’s mind flashes back to all of the many dicks he’s sucked, ridden, or fondled, coming to the flash conclusion that this is the biggest. “Eek!” He squeaks as he feels something inside him bump into a wall and stop.

Caleb nods, lifting the twink up slightly. “There it is. Got more of it in you than I thought.” He bounces Gabe slightly with just a few inches of cock between the two. “Yer a stretchy lil guy. Tight too.”

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Casey takes her time sawing her hips back and forth, causing the hammock to rock gently with each thrust. Nemo’s ass clenches around her dick as the sensation of being filled tightens his muscles.

“That’s it. Nice and easy…” She croons.

“A-“ Nemo gasps, writhing in place. His tail coils and wraps around Casey’s leg in a desperate attempt to hang on to anything.

Clio bobs in place, closing her eyes and smiling. “Fuuuck yesss. Feels so good…” the twin dicks slide in and out, hitting her inner walls at every angle as the pair are swung by the hammock.

Looking to balance herself, Clio reaches out and grabs Casey’s shoulder and the pair exchange long, hungry looks.

“Hey there.”

“Hey yourself, beautiful.”

Clio leans over and trades a kiss with her, which soon turns into two, before becoming a full-on make out session. Casey’s hand reaches up to caress her breasts as she continues fucking Nemo, while Clio grinds down on his dicks.

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“Aaaaahh!” Gabe wriggles in Caleb’s grip, trying to brace his arms or legs. The selkie’s muscles move beneath his smooth skin like braided steel cable, affording little purchase. “Ah fuck!”

“Don’t you worry, I gotcha.” Caleb sighs happily, feeling that tight tail-hole squeeze around him. “Mmm, Kol left a nice mess for me down there. Good thing you’re all lubed up.”

He slips one hand under the mouse to form a kind of cushion: keeping his dick from impaling too deep. His other arm flexes and starts to move up and down, repeatedly picking up Gabe and dropping him back down on his cock.

“Hup! Up! Ah! Uh! Eeep!” The mouse goes crosseyed as his entire body is employed as a tight little fuck-toy. The big sailor’s shaft plunges inside him again and again, hilting his ass as deep as it can go with each drop. Gabe’s head rolls helplessly on his shoulders like a rag-doll while his own cock flails up and down, untouched and dripping with pre-cum.

“Salt and Spray, I love fucking mice.” Caleb hisses, “You make the best noises when I fill you up!” He leans back to admire his work, enjoying at the tight ring of stretched pink as his shaft slides in and out.

>>1104933
Damn, Caleb could probably encircle Gabe's torso with both hands. How does it feel to be handled so easily?

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Stuck under one hot girl, and being railed by another, Nemo’s eyes roll back in his head and his skin turns magenta as he tries to keep from cumming. His hips buck up into Clio in desperate little humps, seeking to bury himself in her warm passages. Casey’s shaft continues its careful push and pull inside him, hitting some part of his inner walls that makes him blind with pleasure.

His moans break up the kissing between the pair and they smirk at him. They slow things down even further, letting the lizard wriggle helplessly as they edge him on.

“Feeling left out?” Clio asks with a purr.

Casey giggles, “We can’t be having that. Why don’t you show him some love?”

The cat stretches into a furry arch that slowly angles back beyond the limits of balance. Gracefully, she tips backwards and flops against his chest, keeping both his shafts inside her.

“Mmm, fuck me, Nemo…” she murmurs, nuzzling against his chin and kissing his cheek. Her body clenches around him in rhythmic waves: milking his cocks until they’re leaking precum inside her.

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Gabe suddenly feels himself tip forward as the selkie stands up. His legs dangle from the sailor’s meaty fist while his whole torso remains clamped in line with Caleb’s shaft.

“Now that we’re all warmed up…” He growls before thrusting his hips forward. “How’s it feel? You like that?”

“Fu-ck! So- big! Ah! Ahhhh! It’s goooood!” Stars blossom behind Gabe’s eyes as the thick cock slams inside him. The fey’s powerful grip holds him in place while his sledgehammer dick pounds him like a cork into a barrel.

“Ah-! Fuck! Fu-uck me!” He wails. He feels a shiver go up his spine as he suddenly cums again: his bouncing cock painting its load in long, gooey arcs across Caleb’s fingers.

“Hah! I felt that!” Caleb grins. He slows his pace to accommodate the sudden tightness, focusing on deep, hard strokes. “Yeah, cum for me, little mousie! Cum on my dick!”

Is the boat's rocking visible from outside?

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As Nemo lays back in the hammock, feeling Clio wrapped around both dicks, he moans and bucks up into her impatiently. Unable to hold back any longer, his voice rises in pitch as a warning of imminent finish.

“You gonna cum?” Clio teases, “You gonna fill me up? Come on, cutie!” Her own fingers dip between her thighs and find her clit. They quickly go to work rubbing and pinching, speeding up her own climax. “Mmm, come on! Fuck my ass and pussy! Give it to me!”

“Ah! That’s it!” Casey gasps, thrusting faster as the lizard’s tail-hole clenches around her. “Yeah! Yeah!” Her glowing cock drives in and out, hammering the thief’s prostate as her balls slap against his thighs.

Clio arches her back as she tips over the edge: her whole body tensing up and shivering in orgasmic bliss. Her fingertips fumble in a blur around her clit, feeling her cum soaking into her fur. “Ah! Ah! Yeah!”

She laughs deliriously, as Nemo follows right after her. The lizard groans and hangs on with his odd fingers as both dicks pulse as one. His cum floods into her passages in a blossom of warmth that leaves her purring.

Nemo gasps, keeping himself sheathed inside as Casey picks up the pace. His overstimulated dicks twitch and fire off aftershocks of pleasure as the binder pounds his ass in a race to finish. “Ahh! Oh- oh fuck!”

Suddenly he feels himself clenching around nothing: his tail-hole sore and empty as Casey pulls out and pumps her cock in her hand.

“Ah! Cumming!” She cries just as a streak of glowing mana leaves her tip. Several more spurts fire off in quick succession, painting Clio’s belly in with livid blue fire.

“Hah- ah! Hah! You- you came! Ooh it’s so pretty!” Clio’s fingers trail through the mess and spreads it across her fur. While not at potent as a true elemental’s, the mana tingles to the touch, making the cat writhe with bliss while still filled with Nemo’s cocks.

Eyyy, Casey's new equipment is actually functional now! She's really advanced her skills in this kind of elemental body manipulation~

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“Yeah! Fuck yer tight!” Caleb growls. He speeds up his thrusts, holding the skinny mouse like a toy between his calloused hands. His heavy balls clap, clap, clap against Gabe’s leaking ass in an applause, as the sailor prepares to unload them. “Brace yerself: these balls aren’t just for show!” He groans through gritted teeth.

Gabe’s head snaps up as the first jet of cum hits his tail-hole. Caleb wedges his cock as deep as it can go, forcing the liquid to build up pressure inside the twink. The mouse can only look around in wide-eyed amazement as he’s filled like a pastry. He feels something rising inside him: an impossible heaviness that settles in his stomach and somehow keeps growing.

“That’s it… take it…” Caleb seethes. He feels Gabe wriggling in his grip and grins as he keeps cumming.

The sender realizes what’s happening and coughs out a squeak as a familiar taste hits the back of his throat. A second later, the gush of cum slips past his lips and spatters across the deck. Gabe tries to speak, only for another pulse to fill his mouth and force its way out.

“Yeaahh… there we go!” Caleb says with a satisfied smile. “Always wanted to try that.”

Is... is that safe?

>>1105136
Should Kol be jealous?

>>1105136
Wut...?
I know this isn't meant to be a superrealistic story by any means, but this seems... quite over the top, to say the least. And, as >>1105139 pointed out, it looks quite dangerous; I hope the cum is the *only* thing that made its way from one end of Gabe's guts to the other.

>>1105150

ooc, ya, that's a turnoff.

Must be some kind of fey magic to make that work. Caleb's been holding out on them to not do this before.

Kol, why are you not kissing Gabe right now?

>>1105190
Yeah just to get a Caleb cum expert on the scene to confirm

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Caleb grunts and pulls himself loose from the bewildered mouse, letting out a pent up flood of cum from beneath his tail. “Flay me, that was a good fuck.”

Gabe lands face down on the floor and coughs up another gob of cum. When he gets his breath back he reaches for his stomach, expecting it to be full and swollen, only to find it skinny as always. “Hah- what the fuck? How- how’d you do that?” He asks, trying to sit up on wobbly legs.

“Bit a’ glamour.” Caleb winks and waves a hand towards the floor. “Take a look.”

The mouse looks down at the puddle of spent cum, only to find most of it evaporating away like morning fog. “Spite me, I thought I was gonna burst!”

“Course not. Glamour can’t hurt ya. That's why its glamour.” He gives the mouse a sawtooth grin and a heavy pat on the shoulder. “Pretty good, eh? I’m a bit outta practice.”

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Kol speaks up, having watched Gabe with disbelief, “You’ve never done that before!”

“Rule number one of dealin with the fey…” Caleb wags a finger as he approaches his boyfriend, “Never assume you know all of a fey’s tricks.” He squats down to glare at Kol and growls, “Now that you’ve had a break, how about you show me how much tougher you are, Guardian boy?”

>>1105290
This seems like the perfect opportunity for an unexpected romantic kiss.

yeah yeah! with him all up in your face is a perfect time to kiss him! Just expect him to be fierce once he recovers from the shock and kisses back :)
To be fair it would be correct to assume you never know all of ANYONES tricks, how many things have you three made up on the spot?
Wonder how Glamour works... that could be quite fascinating

Oh ho, clever glamour.
Damn, he's gonna go another round? I think everyone else is spent, all they'd be able to do is watch (do we really need to continue this scene though?)

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Kol answers him with a kiss, pulling the big sailor closer as they intertwine tongues.

“That’s what I’m talking about…” Caleb growls.

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“Come on! Don’t make me do all the work! Where’s all that new Guardian strength?”

“Fuck! How much do you weigh, Caleb?”

“Enough to make you work for it! You wanted to top? Come on and give it to me!”

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“Ah! Ah! Ah! Oh fuck, I’m gunna-!”

“Look at you! I’m fuckin you with just the tip and you’re already about to cum again…”

“Ahhh! OhfuckohfuckohFUCK! Ahhh!”

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“That’s it, work those legs! Let me see that tail bounce on it!”

“Ah! Fuck! Ahhhhhh hah-Caleb!”

This is glorious. Let's break a record.