There were easily found markets a few blocks from the entrance of the city. Before entering he had retrieved a [COCKATRICE] from his inventory in order to gain something he really hoped existed before the real trading began. As it turned out storage items did exist, though they were extremely expensive. Fortunately for the rabbit, so were [COCKATRICE] parts. The giant lizard chicken earned him what was considered a medium sized storage bag. The [SPACE] affinity sensed from the enchantments on the bag would mask his true skill perfectly. He didn’t know how common storage skills were after all. Best to play it safe. Wandering through the streets until coming to the other end of the markets, he began his true objective.
Standing before the new set of stalls he reached into his bag while actually accessing his storage skill. There the excitable bunny traded away half of his apparently premium materials for a hefty amount of gold and silver that stunned the nearby merchants, including those that he traded with. He had a feeling that even though a remarkable amount of currency had been gained, the merchants had gotten great bargains due to his lack of knowledge on the economy. All the money went straight into [CRONO DEPOSITARE], via his new bag of course. Now the real fun began. First a few sets of clothes, followed by a nice lunch in a fancy restaurant. Next he went into brand stores to look over equipment and furniture lavished in enchantments that he couldn’t comprehend. It was all so fascinating.
While exploring he noticed that many of the people in the city looked absolutely exquisite. He had learned early on, from the first merchant he met, not to go around identifying people as it was considered rude. Anyone who had a decent level had obtained a skill that notified them if they were identified by someone. The decent level being around [LEVEL 20]. From observation, he found that most young adults were around [LEVEL 15], thus no problem. Anyone older though was hit or miss. The conclusion was it was best to keep that particular skill to himself while in town. Because of this, he didn’t know if there was a particular reason as to why some of the citizens were so beautiful. Due to their pointy ears he assumed it was because they were elves. The thing was, this theory didn’t really hold up. The elves he remembered attacking his home dungeon had only slightly tapered ears and were closer to the human ear in comparison. The ears of these gorgeous people were sharply pointed and a bit longer. There was another reason why the theory was wrong though. The beauty traits seemed to be spread throughout different races. He was just eye balling it without out [IDENTIFY], and from his observations alone he could pick out what he would call dwarves, humans, elves, fairies and scalekin. The ones he pinpointed as elves had leaner bone structures. The fairies were self explanatory, they had wings, actual wings. Butterfly and dragonfly, all different types and colours. The so called scalekin was also obvious, they had scales, some covered only part of their body while others had their body fully covered.
These races were all quite common throughout the city but there was a clear difference from those who were normal and those who stood out with confidence. The regular people also displayed major courteousness whenever a pointy eared paragon passed by. It was a sight to behold. It was an extreme curiosity. It was very, very weird and he wanted out before the weirdness caught up with him. He really should have left right after getting everything he wanted. But he’d been mesmerised by the city’s sights. Well it was time to get going now. He decided to head back home before scouting south. As he headed for the city gates he noticed it was nearing dusk. Definitely time to leave.
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“My dear, leaving so soon?” came a sultry feminine voice, “You can’t leave just yet, a handsome specimen such as yourself has caught many interested gazes. Won’t you stay to entertain me for a little while? Maybe tell me a bit about yourself.”
He turned to address the seductive voice to say he was leaving. Opening his mouth to speak he gazed into her eyes, and instantly fell in love. “Whatever the lovely lady desires” he answered.
She smiled while putting one hand to her face and the other to her generous chest, “Please. You’ll make me blush.”
“Anything you want" the dreamy reply came.
“Come along then.”
He did. He followed her through the streets. Onto a carriage that travelled out of the business district. Past the regular homes. And past the smaller mansions. Eventually the entourage stopped at the front gates of a sprawling estate. The rabbit didn’t really hear what his absolutely amazing companion said to the gate guards. He was in a much too dreamy state. The carriage started again. Then it stopped a short time later. His heart beat faster as she took his hand and led him up the steps to the massive, double front doors.
She issued a harsh command and the doors opened. Was it harsh? No, it couldn’t be. Her voice was like chocolate, smooth and sweet. He obviously misheard due to his dreamy state. Yes, that would be right. She led him through the front parlour and down a hall. A door was opened. Steps were walked. Many steps down. Her hair was such a gorgeous golden yellow. It swayed like a field of wheat on a windy summer day. Another door. Old wood. The lock looked rusted. A guard entered the key after she spoke again. He couldn’t quite hear her this time. His head was foggy, but in a good way. Why were they down here? Did she like it kinky? He wasn’t very experienced. He’d only done it twice with two different girls in his last life. Didn’t she want him to tell her about himself? More stairs down. Longer this time. That’s alright. It gave him a chance to stare at her lovely skin, it was very pale, but it had a lustre that shined. He smiled goofily. He’d never felt this way before. Her hand held his, only lukewarm. Was she sick? Could he help? He tried to ask, but found his tongue not making the movements he wanted it too. It was too loose and not listening to his brain signals. At this he began to panic. How could he help her if his body wasn’t functioning properly?
“Shhhhh", she hushed him after noticing his jerky movements.
His mind went into the clouds once more. There were no issues. If the beauty needed assistance she would tell him.
Finally, they came to a rusted metal door with a small barred window at the top. This time the lovely lady pulled out the key herself before unlocking it and dragging him in behind her. Rather than bare, the stone room had shelves filled with implements and papers. In the centre was a large, rectangular, stone slab big enough to fit a large man on. There were two sets of chained metal cuffs at either end of the slab. Oooo. Kinky indeed. He wasn’t sure if he was ready for this, but he would do anything for her.
“Lay down on the slab" she commanded in her buttery voice.
He did as told. A moment later her hands were on his shoulders.
“Don’t move.”
He obeyed as her teeth painfully sank into his throat. He obeyed as she began to suck out his blood. He obeyed as he felt the moisture leave his veins. He obeyed as he felt fire injected into what was left of his failing circulatory system. He obeyed as his heart gave its last few beats in defiance of his body’s condition. It was only in his very final moment, when the fire that had been injected into his jugular reached his heart, that the horned rabbit monster’s mind cleared enough to repel the intrusive suggestions. Anger. Loss. Rage. Nothing.