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Dagger smiled as she listened to Elvar introduce himself. Once she was asked who she was asked if she and Faasnu Gein were friends, she stood up and looked over at the dragonkin. She was at a loss for words really, and watching Dagger flash her devilish grin only made him blush as a growl developed deep from him. “Yeah, you could say that. We used to work together before I left his band of misfits. Now I work for the king’s spy network.”
“Just tell us what we’re looking for, Dagger.” The half-elf looked over at Faasnu Gein with a pout on her lips. “What, no time to reminisce on the good old days?” Faasnu Gein gave her an angry look and she had seen it a dozen times to know that it meant her wasn’t in the mood. She chuckled a bit and reached into her pack for a scrolls tossing it to Faasnu Gein. “What is this?”
“Directions to the artifact. You’ll need them. The spy masters says there in the northern peaks of Mt. Savein. It’s a ruined temple so more than likely it might be housed by something, but let’s hope for your sake that it’s empty.” Faasnu Gein undid the string keeping the scrolled rolled up and looked it over. The trek would take some time, but hopefully not too long. As he went to roll it back up, he watch Dagger stride over towards him, her hips swinging from side to side. She stood next to the dragonkin, slightly whispering to him, her devilish grin still plastered to her face. “Good luck on your journey.” She then took her left hands and placed it over his crouch, slowly making her way down his length. “I really missed you, Hotus Maasofaniik.” He grabbed her hand and removed it from him, looking her in the eyes. “It’s time for you to go, Dagger.” He let go of her hand and she walked away, closing the door behind her, and leaving the two alone.
Faasnu Gein exhaled and sighed deeply as he made his way over to the bed that Elvar was sitting on. He took the seat next to him, parting his legs quiet wide to let his every growing erection to fill out. He just needed a minuet to calm down till he could feel comfortable getting up again. “Sorry about that Elvar. Seems some of my old habits just won’t leave me alone. At least we not know where we have to go.”
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