A Pretty Elf in Qeynos, Part Fifteen, Section A

Llisanya headed out from Archer’s Wood. She had tried to use her wages from Vishra to pay Falco’s three gold debt but M’Tun, clearly hating Falco, was being a prick and insisted Falco pay personally. M’Tun’s animosity was all her fault; she never should have told him that Falco had a bigger cock than his. At least she had gotten M’Tun to forget about killing him.

She got back to Qeynos via the Down Below about noon. As she walked through North Qeynos she was hailed by a postman. “Llisanya! I have two letters for you!”

The Norrath Postal System was so efficient one need only put a name and stamp on the envelope and they would find you. The last letter she had gotten was years ago, from her village’s magistrate asking her to return to clear herself of malicious rumours regarding the murder of her father. Probably she would ignore these letters, too.

The first letter was from Arabella, in fulfillment of her promise: ”Llisanya, Your boyfriend showed up. He’d been in jail and had his stuff confiscated. I am helping him get his stuff back. ps He was such a horny bastard when he finally got out! Don’t worry; we looked after that. What a firehose!”

The second letter was from Marshall Vishra: “Llisanya. Where are you? You certainly know how to ‘go to ground’. Even my messengers cannot find you. Please drop by the Cess Pool. I have some odd jobs for you to do plus we need to finalize our plans regarding 13 Tranquil Way. There is also a family matter you may be of some help to sort out for me tonight. It will be good coin!”

Great, more work. In the past Llisanya had had profitable but infrequent employment from the Cess Pool and the money had always been welcome. This week the work was daily. Normally the chance to earn more coin working for Vishra was great news but she was actually flush with gold right now thanks, ironically, to Vishra’s generous wages. All these extra work obligations were keeping her from finding Falco.

Well, she would need to answer Vishra’s summons immediately. She did not want Vishra sending out more messengers in search of her and having them discover that she had been out in Archer’s Woods screwing with a Freeport agent.

As she hurried to the Cess Pool she wondered what was in it for Arabella to help Falco. That scheming Dark Elf was using him somehow. She needed to head to the well to reconnect with Falco and save him from whatever trouble Arabella was getting him into then tell him to go pay back M’Tun. Instead she was running errands for Vishra.

As she stepped into Vishra’s office she curtsied as usual. “Thank you for coming, Llisanya. I was worried when I could not find you. I even told Baltazar that if he could somehow locate you he could have his way with you as a reward.” While he spoke he pulled her into his arms and casually began to fondle her breasts. “But, don’t worry. I told him that if he was going to force himself on you again he would need to be quicker about it this time.”

It was nice to know Vishra was ensuring his retainers weren’t taking up too much of her time satisfying their sexual needs. “Thank you, Lord” was all she could say as she stood there getting felt up. She got the definite feeling Vishra liked the idea of Baltazar raping her; maybe would even enjoy watching next time Baltazar pinned her down and stuck it in. Vishra was not a cruel man, but he, like all men, liked to see a woman forced. It was a ‘thing’ men had and Llisanya accepted it as a fact to be simultaneously endured and exploited. You could play men like fish on a hook if you bothered to understand what makes them tick. Play them clever enough and you could get them to jump right into the proverbial frying pan.

Hoping to pour cold water on Vishra’s present mood for physical loving, she looked up at him with those big eyes of hers and asked with pretended innocence “how was your dinner with your wife, Lord?”

Being reminded of his matrimonial situation didn’t cool his desire. Vishra put his hands on her ass and pulled her closer.