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Harem Ethics 101 88. Hiata Crossroads
The warden and I stepped out from the portal and onto a stone platform situated at one of the corners of a four-way intersection of wide, dusty roads. Three weathered buildings made of wood stood at the three other corners of the crossroads. Two of these structures were squat, stubborn-looking things that’d had most of their blue paint stripped away by time and neglect. Both were identical in architecture, with the exception of the lettering on the signs nailed over their doors. One read: ‘Hiata Crossroads General Store’; the other reading: ‘Hiata Crossroads Jail’. I only made passing mental notes of these buildings, though, as I could hear hearty laughter coming from the third and final establishment. Its sign revealed it to be an inn. Like the jail and store, it had a wood exterior that looked as though a passing touch would give you a handful of splinters. But, unlike the first two structures, it had two floors, and all its windows were lit. Three grizzled men barked rough la
Harem Ethics 101 89. You Think She’d Let Me Have a Go?
Mugs of booze in front of each of them, the three men sitting at the table on the inn’s porch stared at the warden and I as we walked by along the road leading out of Hiata crossroads. The lanterns fixed to the beams supporting the porch roof illuminated the aggressively drunk expressions of the two orcs and the blue-skinned primal in dancing firelight. Words a slurred mess, the orc without the scar sneered at us. “Yeah! Oi, miss! You’ve got a badge of the Myrian Guard! You must be his keeper then. Why innit he on a leash?! It’s dangerous to let wild animals roam about!” The warden’s jaw clenched but she didn’t spare them a glance as we continued on our way. I followed her lead and kept my mouth shut, turning my eyes forward to look at nothing but the road ahead stretching off into the night. A third voice from the table spoke, meaning it belonged the blue-skinned primal, as he was the only one I hadn’t heard yet. “You’re quite right, Orik. It’s dangerous to let an outworlder
Harem Ethics 101 90. What Were You Thinking?!
The night sky was filled with stars, bright and countless. Nearing the end of its path, the crescent moon approached the horizon. It only offered a faint light by which to see my surroundings as the warden and I walked the dusty road leading to the Forest of Embers. It’d been a little over an hour since leaving Hiata Crossroads, and during that time, I’d nervously stewed in the silence between us. “Stop,” she said sternly. Gritty earth ground beneath my boots as I halted and turned to her. It was difficult to make out her expression in the near darkness, so I kept my mouth shut and waited for her to say something. She looked around, seeming to use the nightvision granted to her as a shadow primal to take in our surroundings before turning to face me. “That was foolish, fighting those men!” she said, anger bubbling out in a low hiss. “Yeah…” I replied, guessing the time for acting like a proper ‘charge’, or at least trying to act like one, was over. “What were you thinking?
Harem Ethics 101 91. Even if It Was Stupid
Starry sky and crescent moon above, the warden and I embraced one another in the center of the dirt road. We were locked in a deep kiss, not a soul in sight in the stillness of the surrounding night. Not leaving my arms, she lowered herself from her tiptoes, causing her lips to part from mine. As she spoke, her hot breath tickled against my skin. “I must admit, though, part of me delighted in seeing you defend my honor against with such vehemence.” I chuckled. Her admission caused a flutter of excitement in my core. “Even though it was stupid?” “Yes, even if it was stupid,” she said before a flash of seriousness entered her voice. “But you will make every attempt to not let it happen again, yes?” “Yeah, I promise.” She gave me a deliciously soft kiss on my neck in response before impish teasing snuck into her tone. “Good… though, should things go well with Lysandra and myself, feel free to antagonize her… Though, that is assuming you manage to grow more familiar with her.” “Oh?
Harem Ethics 101 92. Mutated Herbal Heaters
During our approach to the Forest of Embers, my questions had piled higher with every step. Questions such as ‘Why was the dirt around here dark red and a little warm?’ or ‘Why’s the tall grass suddenly coppery gold instead of washed out green?’ But, whenever I asked the warden, she’d told me she’d tell me all she knew once we got into the forest. I hadn’t been satisfied with her seemingly arbitrary decision to ask me to hold my questions. However, I decided against pushing for more because I felt like she was fucking with me and wanted to get a reaction. So, I’d kept my mouth shut as we made our way to the forest's edge and came to a stop. We stood at the threshold where the road became a trail leading deeper into the forest of trees with bark the color of vibrant redwoods. Looking down the trail leading inside, I noticed warm light illuminating the inside of the forest from a source I couldn’t identify. How’s it lit up like that? The tree branches and leaves are too dense for t
Harem Ethics 101 93. Sexual Cataclysm
“Hm…” Her mouth quirked to the side, dark eyes turning forward to look at nothing in particular as we continued down the trail, the strange glow of the surrounding plants and trees bathing the forest in warm light. “If I remember correctly, long ago, Passion, the goddess of flame, and Freedom, the goddess of wind, became enamored with Fortitude, the god of earth. The relatively chaotic goddesses found his stability and discipline fascinating and competed with one another to catch his eye. “ They tried everything from carnal offerings to gifts and flattery, but, despite their best efforts, Fortitude never wavered in his absolute devotion to his duty of tending to the lands of Thaessa. This lack of interest caused Freedom to quickly become bored, causing her to turn her attention to more interesting things. Passion, however, took great offense to his indifference to her seduction and beauty.” “I’m guessing things went downhill pretty quick after that?” I asked, remembering myths fro
Harem Ethics 101 94. Fierce Quarry
The warden and I stopped in the center of the dirt trail, the sound of rustling and snorting coming from somewhere nearby to our left.“Sounds like a monster…” She smiled at me and nodded in the direction of the noise.After learning how the Forest of Embers was sacred to Passion and her followers, a new worry wormed its way into my brain at the prospect of killing anything while we were here. “You’re sure it’s okay to kill stuff here? Like, Passion won’t care, right?”She shook her head. “No, in fact, as long as one doesn’t overhunt the local creatures, fighting monsters is actually encouraged here. As the heated emotions that come with battle are seen as an offering to Passion.”“Makes sense…” My heart quickened after hearing her answer as my uncertainty transformed into a cocktail of anticipation, nerves, and excitement. It was finally time to fight a monster.She playfully slapped my ass. “Lead the way,” she said in a giddy whisper.The warden used her magic as a shadow primal to
Harem Ethics 101 95. Swineular Revenge
With only six feet between us, I fired off a soundless shot at the charging torchboar and hit it between its furious flame-colored eyes. It collapsed like a puppet with its strings cut, hitting the fiery grass and tumbling forward until the raging momentum it had built in life was spent. I trained my gun on the other torchboar as it came at me like a bull. Because it was still a few dozen feet from me, I took an extra moment to line up a headshot. Thunder shook through my arms as I squeezed off a round. It grazed the monster’s head, leaving behind a hideous trench of a wound, but not killing it.“Fuck!” My snarl mingled with the torchboar’s howling squeals as I fired my final bullet at the charging creature less than ten feet away. Red dirt puffed up into the air as my final shot went wide and buried itself into the carpet of vibrant, orange grass. “Scriii!” The stampeding torchboar leapt over its fallen mate, pointing its razor-tipped tusks at me as it sailed through the air to
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