A Chaotic Erotic Escape < VaultOfTheDrow

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⚠  <Mike_Holmes> The scene is pure pandemonium as Alba begins to summon up some mighty magic to put things back in place. The girls and boys on the second floor, seeing it coming, back into their rooms ⚠  * aurora , seeing an opportunity that will likely never occur again, makes a heedless break for the exit. As she runs, she becomes more bestial, fur, the golden orange-black of a tiger covering her coppery skin. Her face lengthens, and shifts, forming a fanged, feline snout. She calls on Ferrix to sharpen her wits and her claws, cleaving the air before her with slashing claws of light. ⚠  * Rylfein stops his mad circling within the acid-drenched halls after seeing the shapeshifter's attempt of escape, and the rest of the breakouts in her tow. He dives into the middle of the crowd he has just freed, dagger in hand, stabbing away from behind taller shoulders. ⚠  <Mike_Holmes> The Dragon is momentarily out of acid, and just watches the goings on, possibly amused. ⚠  * Alba cracks her whip, and calls out in sonorant tones: "Back into the cells, my darlings. You know you want to" ⚠  <Alba> Strange harmonics in her voice carry into the brain; strange pleasurable vibrations run down spines. ⚠  <Rylfein> As Alba's voice grows louder and fills his head, Rylfein becomes increasingly wide-eyed and panicked, until, in a moment when there are no longer any nearby guards to stab the shins of, he turns his dagger on the troll in front of him instead. ⚠  <Rylfein> "Loosen the chains!" ⚠  <aurora> As Aurora slashes and carves her way through the guards, she staggers for a moment as the pleasure of Alba's command curls through her, and only sheer momentum carries her through the last one. When she looks up again, blood soaking her fur-most of it her enemies- she sees the empty hallway, and she runs. But part of her... the part she shouts down with prayers to her God... wants to stay. ⚠  * Rylfein grabs the blood by the handful and splatters it on his nearby compatriots as quickly as he can, eyes wild and darting. ⚠  <Mike_Holmes> Alba's guards fall back - the ones who are not dead. ⚠  <Mike_Holmes> Alba herself is a little winded by her massive magical effort. ⚠  <Mike_Holmes> Aurora, Rylfein and other of the creatures from below find themselves out on the street in front of the brothel. ⚠  <Mike_Holmes> Aurora almost runs into an ogre pulling a cart. ⚠  <aurora> Skidding sideways, she tries to round the cart, although she can't help but peek inside to see what it carries ⚠  <Mike_Holmes> The cart has various types of massive fungi piled up in the back of it.

⚠  <Mike_Holmes> Back in the central dome of Alba's pleasure palace, Alba finally regains her breath. ⚠  <Mike_Holmes> Izzdaer stands nearby, ⚠  * Izzdaer finishes digging for his notes and stands back dramatically, his mouth about to form some spell... and then awareness of the scene returns to him. "..... Ah." ⚠  * Alba lets out a half-roar, half scream. ⚠  <Alba> "GET THEM BACK! You pathetic fool, GET THEM BACK!" She lashes at Izzdaer with the whip. ⚠  <Alba> "Take any monster or weapon you need, just get them back, get them back or I will feed you to my wyrm!" ⚠  * Izzdaer cowers, wondering just what the hell the cult wants of him here anyway. Secrecy is all very well, but much like the arcane texts he studies, sometimes there are benefits to CLEAR INSTRUCTIONS. ⚠  <Izzdaer> "Yes, yes, mistress... I am going!" ⚠  * Izzdaer scuttles out of range of the whip and out of the naked dominatrix's boudoir. ⚠  <Izzdaer> In the corrdioor, he winces and clutches his head. Paranoid, though, he wends his way to an exit before saying anything out loud... ⚠  * Alba storms to the balcony, glowing with rage, and a thought comes to her. Spying Auroura's retreating back down the streets, she arches her back and lets out a scream of ecstacy, with which the spell is cast. If it holds, the naughty kitty will feel an inescable glow of her own... ⚠  * Izzdaer hears the spell take, and sees the faint spark of a trail in the air. Following it won't be easy...

⚠  <Mike_Holmes> The ogre snorts at Aurora. Other passersby look at her, marveling at her cat form. ⚠  <aurora> She ignores him, turning to the crazy drow that had released her, "Show me, where is the way out?" ⚠  <Mike_Holmes> A male drow nearby drops the packages he's carrying for his mistress, and hides behind her, fearful of this new entity in their midst. ⚠  * Rylfein is still running after Aurora in inertia and just barely manages to skid to a stop without ramming into her. ⚠  <Rylfein> "Er?" ⚠  <Rylfein> "Oh!" ⚠  <Rylfein> "You fear the chains that come!" ⚠  <Rylfein> "Very reasonable!" ⚠  * Rylfein grins, wide-eyed, his face all bloody. ⚠  <aurora> She catches him by the shoulders to help him stop, and then lets him go. "We leave the city, now!" she says, trying not to think of how she's putting her faith and freedom in the blood-soaked crazed drow. ⚠  * Rylfein looks left, Rylfein looks right, Rylfein looks straight up. ⚠  <Rylfein> "No paths go there unhindered." ⚠  <Rylfein> "Come! I will take you to my friend!" ⚠  * Rylfein slips out of the grip nearly effortlessly, as if he was not held at all. ⚠  <aurora> She looks at the other escapees for a moment, and then gestures for them to follow, taking off after Ryl ⚠  * Rylfein leads the whole group swiftly around a corner, a tower, and a loitering mezzodemon, and then ever further along an increasingly labyrinthine path. ⚠  <aurora> Suddenly, as they are running, Aurora begins to glow, as Alba's scream echoes through the city. At first, she's not sure what it is, just a feeling of warmth that doesn't slow her down at all, but the feeling grows, along with the glow, making her stumble and almost fall as her body betrays her with spasms of phantom ecstasy... she keeps running, purring, moaning, stumbling, but running... ⚠  * Rylfein takes a left turn, then a left turn, then a left turn, then a left turn. ⚠  <Rylfein> The path in fron of them is recently walked over, covered in places by small droplets of blood. ⚠  <Rylfein> A distant echo of some unknown creature, clearly enjoying itself, perhaps congratulating another such one, is heard in the echoey distance of the tunnel system. ⚠  * aurora stumbles, panting. She has no idea where they are, or what's going on anymore. "Are we... mmmm there yet?" ⚠  <Rylfein> With this place though, you can never tell distances for certain. ⚠  <Rylfein> "It's right behind this--" ⚠  * Rylfein takes a left turn. ⚠  <Rylfein> "Er, that corner." ⚠  * Rylfein pushes on forward. ⚠  <Izzdaer> Following the glow of sparks isn;t too difficult in fact, not to the kind of man who spends most of his days in a dark rooom looking through lenses trying to work out if the latest experiment worked. ⚠  <Izzdaer> Jogging along as fast as he dares and can manage, it isn;t too long before the glow increases and he turns a corner.... ⚠  <Izzdaer> "Aha!" ⚠  <Izzdaer> "....when I get... my breath... you are all in... trouble!" ⚠  <Rylfein> "What! Run!" ⚠  <Izzdaer> "Please... don't." ⚠  * Izzdaer wheezes. ⚠  <aurora> Aurora is leaning against a building, trying to catch her own breath as another ripple of pleasure makes her weak in the knees. "Go to hell," she says, and moans. ⚠  * Rylfein darts forward along the circular track to the best of his ability. ⚠  <Izzdaer> "Oh... ..well, fuck him, you're the important one." This to Aurora. ⚠  <aurora> "Stay away, I'll kill you," she threatens, holding up her bloodied claws. "I don't want to be important, I want to go /home/" ⚠  * Izzdaer gulps down another lungful, and looks around. It's a sewer, but you never know. ⚠  <Izzdaer> "...It isn't that simple. Damnit, we NEED you." ⚠  <Mike_Holmes> The troll looks down at Izzdaer, menacingly, it's cuts from the fight having healed completely already. ⚠  <aurora> Aurora grits her teeth, trying not to show the weakness, the tug of desire that says 'go with him, go and be loved' "You need nothing." ⚠  <Izzdaer> "Look, I wasn't just told to give you to Mistress Alba. I was told to get you into a cell next to the Pit. The dragon pit. That means something... that." ⚠  * Izzdaer squares his shoulders. ⚠  <Izzdaer> "You're important. I'm not sure why, but we needed you hre, needed you near the dragon. Does that make any sense to you?" ⚠  <aurora> "I won't... be your..." she staggers again, clutching at the building for support. "p-p-p-pawn" the p's come out much like a purr. ⚠  <Izzdaer> "Not a pawn! A... a hero, in a sense... I don;t know how much I can tell you, even this much is...." ⚠  <Izzdaer> "Look. The girl. The elf girl, the one we got with you. A friend of yours? My group, we... we have her. We're not hurting her, but... I could take you to her. I could try to..." ⚠  * Izzdaer waves his hands expansively. ⚠  <aurora> "Make...it stop," she asks, not quite begging, her ears flat against her head as she tries to resist the devious magic. When he mentions Charity, she steps forward and grabs him by the collar. "You have her? Release... release her." ⚠  * Rylfein sprints back around from behind Izzader, this time more slowly than he ran away, and this time seemingly lost in some kind of barely comprehensible song. ⚠  <Rylfein> "Izz could... the writing from the cell..." ⚠  <Izzdaer> "The... Alba's effect. Not my field, I'm... perhaps I could mask the light, or..." he shuts up for a moment as Rylfein returns. ⚠  <Rylfein> "She needed... draconic to the dragon, so that..." ⚠  <Rylfein> "The dragon would realize she could." ⚠  <aurora> "What? How do you know I can sssspeak?" ⚠  * Rylfein stops running and looks at Izzdaer as if he's seeing him for the first time. ⚠  <Izzdaer> "Who IS this?" ⚠  <Rylfein> "And it's a magical language." ⚠  * Izzdaer looks at Aurora, as if she would know. ⚠  <Rylfein> "And!" ⚠  <Rylfein> "We know, that she can do certain magics! That no one else can." ⚠  <Izzdaer> "Draconic? Yes, I study the written text, could never manage the..." ⚠  * Izzdaer frowns at the madman. ⚠  <Izzdaer> To Aurora: "Do you know who this is? Did you plan to free him?" ⚠  * aurora shakes her head, denying everything as she sinks to her knees. "I just...want to go home," she repeats, "I don't want to... talk to your dragon, I will never return to that place. Just leave me alone!" ⚠  <Rylfein> "You are wrong. Friend freed everyone... Though tiger helped." ⚠  * Izzdaer frowns at Rylfein again. Could he be part of... it? The cult uses all kinds of agents, after all. ⚠  <Izzdaer> Quietly, and close to Rylfein, he mutters "The legs of the spider..." ⚠  * Rylfein furrows his brow at Izzdaer. ⚠  <Rylfein> "Are you alright in the head, dragon-reader?" ⚠  * Izzdaer scowls, but reflects that Zinzerena is a goddess of chaos... ⚠  <Izzdaer> "Me! You're the... arguing with the insane, why do I bother..." ⚠  <Rylfein> "Ack, all of this running. I feel as if my legs have been broken." ⚠  <Izzdaer> Makign a concerted effort to ignore Rylfein for the moment, he turns to Aurora again. He sighs. "Clearly you have suffered. But the life in the Underdark is pain, you must know this by now." ⚠  * Rylfein sits down, swinging back and forth. ⚠  <Rylfein> "My friend should have been here..." ⚠  * Izzdaer walks, tentaviely, closer to Aurora, and squats down to her level a little. ⚠  * aurora 's features shift back to her normal, mostly-human form as she curls around herself, the accursed glow refusing to let her rest. She doesn't respond to him, now, just whimpering and moaning softly. ⚠  <Izzdaer> "I am running out of time. Alba is not a pateint woman." ⚠  <Izzdaer> "And in any case she is your best hope to be free of her curse." ⚠  <Izzdaer> "Listen... I should not ay this, but I suspect we have similar goals. You hate that place, Alba and her place in this world. So do I." ⚠  <Izzdaer> "We would tear it down." ⚠  <Izzdaer> "But we need you." ⚠  <aurora> "She...wouldn't... release me. Just cage me again, put me in that barrel." She grits her teeth. "I can't be caged again." ⚠  <Izzdaer> "If you make her happy, she would not cage you. It is the dragon that is the key..." ⚠  <aurora> "How could I tear it down? I could have destroyed the city, all of it. I should have, I should have cast the spell faster," she rambles ⚠  * Izzdaer frowns at this. "A spell, you say?" ⚠  <aurora> "You should know, you... you captured me with your damned webs," she says, gasping and shuddering. "You were there." ⚠  <Izzdaer> "My group captured you yes, but I knew nothing of your spell. Destroy the city?" He takes a moment to absorb this. "Hah! We should proably have let you, then. Ever do we work against ourselves. This damned place." ⚠  * Izzdaer spits, although that probably just improves the water down here. ⚠  <Izzdaer> "But perhaps this is why you are so important. Such energy, properly directed..." ⚠  <aurora> "I am not a tool!" she cries, pounding her fists into the water. ⚠  <Izzdaer> "Hah!" ⚠  <aurora> "I HATE THE UNDERDARK!" ⚠  <Izzdaer> "In Erehli-Cinlu we are all tools, all tangled in Lolth's web. Maybe you, with us, can change that." ⚠  * Rylfein glances at the two behind over his shoulder. ⚠  <Rylfein> "Sever the chains?" ⚠  * Izzdaer looks away, closing his eyes for a moment. Then he pinches the bridge of his nose. To Aurora: "You are in pain?" His tone is detatched, inquisitive more than anything approaching proper sympathy. ⚠  <aurora> "No," she says, "I am... not in pain," she moans again, twitching. ⚠  <Izzdaer> "...ah." ⚠  <Izzdaer> "The... other thing, then." ⚠  * Izzdaer coughs. ⚠  <aurora> "It's worse than pain," she says, her eyes desperate for a moment ⚠  <Izzdaer> "It may help to try not to... resist it." he says, looking away. "Perhaps." ⚠  <Rylfein> "Don't tie her down with words." ⚠  <aurora> "I won't give in," she says fiercely. "It can't last...forever" she takes her claws and rakes them down her own arm to distract herself. The pain helps, for a moment. Then again, in the state she's in, the pain almost adds to the pleasure. ⚠  <Rylfein> "Are you here to cut bonds or bind them?" ⚠  * Rylfein asks in an unusually clear voice, still facing away from the other three persons there. ⚠  * Izzdaer snap-turns to the crazy one in irritation. "I am here to try and salvage moths of carful planning which you, whatever YOU are, have turned to chaos in mere moments of sanguine ritual. Who are you, madman? What do you want?"

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