A Pretty Elf in Qeynos Part XI

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Llisanya came up from the Down Below via the sewer grate in Qeynos Harbour. She should have used the Elddar Wood entrance again but it was late and she was in a hurry; anxious to find Falco and find out why he had not returned to M’Tun. She headed to Fish’s Ale House just down the road.

She found Ellister at his usual table. He looked up from his whiskey. “Hello Llisanya. Where, by Ro, have you been to get that nasty bruise on your face?”

“I’ve been hanging out with our mark” she responded cryptically. “Do you have any idea how much work he is?” She sat down and looked for the barmaid.

“If you’re looking for a server she’s over a couple tables being gangbanged for tips.” Ellister indicated the naked Human girl lying on her back on a table with her dress crumpled on the floor nearby. She was taking on all comers. At the moment a High Elf was on top of her really giving it to her. She had smallish breasts that were nonetheless quite attractive. Just then someone made a crude joke and those titties jiggled as she laughed.

“How does this place operate with such lousy service?” Llisanya got up and went over to the lady bartender. She gave Llisanya a pretty smile. Llisanya always overtipped her and she always overpoured. “Just give me a wine, please. Any wine.”

She returned to Ellister with her wine. She sat down and watched the horny men screwing the waitress. Someone new was now on top of her. Everybody was either cheering the libertine girl on or waiting their turn. Some were doing both. Ellister was noting which cocks were prettiest for future reference or maybe he was looking for anyone needing to buy a cock enlargement charm.

“I have to thank you for that performance you and Falco put on the other day in the window” Ellister complimented her.

“You saw us?”

“Uh huh. Some cute boy was so aroused by the show he asked me if I would suck him off. He had a lovely wang.”

Llisanya did not want to hear about Ellister’s self-indulgent fag encounters. She glowered at him accusingly “You got that mouthy little Arasai to yell that horrible insult, didn’t you?”

“Well, yes. Did it help our efforts?”

“Yes, but it hurt him badly, you son of a bitch!”

“Really? He sure looked to me like he was having fun. I envied you enjoying his nice looking cock going in and out. How often do you fuck him?

“Loads of times. He still isn’t doing it right.” She sipped her wine. It was quite good. It had a lovely nose plus a hint of pepper on the palate and a delightful finish. It had good legs. “I’ve swallowed his cum, too. He produces a ton” she teased Ellister. “I bet you wish he would cum down your throat while sucking his cock like I do.”

Ellister nodded, remembering how nice Falco’s cock looked as he pulled it out of Llisanya. How lovely those arcs of cum flew as he came all over her body. Nevertheless, he ignored his sudden, homosexual erection and decided they better get some business done. “So, where are we at with this scam, Llisanya?”

“Well…you’re sitting in this tavern and I am doing all the work.”

“That’s why you’re getting sixty percent. I get a paltry forty percent as a finder’s fee plus I did pay that Arasai to let him know how inadequate he is without my magic charm. That counts for something.” Ellister sipped his whiskey and returned to the matter at hand. “So what’s happening with him?”

Llisanya gathered her thoughts “…he has three gold and maybe M’Tun will give him some more work but he is not impressing anyone, especially not M’Tun. And maybe he will earn more coin but for now he has nothing in his wallet worth mentioning and, to boot, I do not even know where he is. I was hoping you had run into him.”

“I have not seen him since the night we agreed to pull this scam off. Well, except for the window sex. So…are you ready to pay me back my twenty silver and call this a bust?”

“No. It’s gotten complicated. Falco has not completed a job M’Tun gave him so I need to find out why he has not done it or else deal appropriately with him.” She took another sip of the wine as she spoke. Ellister noticed her wineglass trembled a little when she mentioned the need for ‘dealing appropriately’. In his line of business, Ellister stayed away from anything violent but he knew that Llisanya could be hired for matters requiring an expedient demise of someone. He doubted she was usually this nervous about murder.

The Half Elf currently fucking the server made three hard, deliberate thrusts into her as he orgasmed. Everyone around them hooted approval. He got off of her. Ellister noted how his long prick shone with dripping sperm.

The Half Elf pushed a couple silver in the server’s hand with a resulting round of boos from the audience at the paltry gratuity. Chastised, he gave her a couple more silver to make it a proper tip and the crowd sarcastically applauded his tardy generosity.

A young Human immediately got on top of her. His big penis was already out and pointing to the rafters. It swung about as he positioned himself. Ellister hit Llisanya on the upper arm. “Look at that cock, Llisanya! What a beauty!”

Llisanya turned to look at the ‘beauty’. The Human boy looked a little inexperienced trying to insert his impressive erection but he eventually got it in and started fucking a little awkwardly. Llisanya suspected this was his first time, judging by his youth and lack of expertise. Ellister chortled “What I could teach him to do with that big dick, Llisanya…!”

Llisanya got bored watching the show and had to find Falco, anyway. She knocked back her wine like it was a shot of hard liquor and said “I need to try a few other spots to find our asshole friend. Catch you later, Ellister.” She left her business partner to his voyeuristic pleasures.

Ellister tore his eyes off the lad’s pistoning hips to watch Llisanya leave. She was behaving oddly. If he did not know her better he would have suspected she actually cared about that foolish Wood Elf boy.

A few yards outside the Ale House, Llisanya dove into the stream and swam under the bridge looking for Sprockfuddle. In order to keep intact whatever reputation she still had she preferred to mostly keep clear of those shady folk down in the well. Still, she knew the place well enough. She popped up into the cellar half expecting everyone to have gone home.

Arabella was still there. No one else had remained that late, but Arabella was not technically a citizen and thus tended not to go topside too often.

“Hello, Llisanya” Arabella said “It’s been so long since you have come to buy my wares. Did I cheat you too much last time?”

“No, Arabella, you only cheated me a little. You must be slipping.” Llisanya climbed out of the well and hopped up and down to shake the water off her. Her incredibly firm tits hardly bounced. She tilted her head to clear her ears. “Sorry to not bring you any business, but I am looking for Sprockfuddle.”

“Everyone today is looking for Sprockfuddle” Arabella complained. “Well, he is not here. The guards woke him up early yesterday morning by smashing in his front door and hauling him off to prison. Thank Karana, too. I have been getting all his customers.”

“I am so happy for you. But can you tell me if a good looking Wood Elf fellow was by looking to deliver a message to him?”

Arabella did not like telling anyone about her customers’ comings and goings. Some of them were particular about that. She started needlessly organizing her well organized merchandise, avoiding Llisanya’s eyes as she answered “nope, I have seen no one all day. Business was really slow.”

“You just complained that everyone was here looking for Sprockfuddle. Now you tell me no one came by?”

“Well…no one came by that was important.” Caught in her lie, Arabella started reorganizing the clothes and armour display behind her. She unnecessarily took a cheap chainmail jerkin off the rack and hung it further down the same rack in a totally pointless action. The jerkin was a real lousy looking piece of armour only an idiot would waste his money on.

“Excuse me, Arabella, but where did you get that chainmail jerkin you just moved?”

“Oh, this? Why…why I’ve had it for a few weeks.” She removed it to show Llisanya. “It’s pretty good stuff. I can let it go for four gold. Oh, what am I thinking? For you, good cousin, let’s call it three.”

“I’m not interested in overpriced crap. Where is the Wood Elf that used to own that piece of junk?”

Arabella figured there was no further sense in lying. “How should I know, he left here just after we all fu-…um…I mean…just after noon.”

Llisanya knew what often went on down there in the well and with Arabella’s beautiful features and obvious endowments did not credit Falco with resisting any sexual invitations from that oversexed Dark Elf.