Slayer Gothic 2.

Spelljammer

Outside Silverymoon. Forgotten Realms.

After waiting for what felt like years, although it hadn't been nearly that long, my new ship was finally ready. It was a toy boat compared to the frigate I'd owned, but unlike that Mass Effect ship, this vessel was meant to go through portals. Also while it wasn't that big, or well armed it still had its upsides. For starters it hadn't cost me anything.

Now my girls and I, along with some gnomes, who were like hairless dwarfs only even smaller, were taking the Defiant II, on its maiden voyage from Silverymoon to Salazar town in Mareth, before going on to Waterdeep, which was in the same world as this one.

Currently we were heading down the river to where a hot spot was awaiting us, we would use to travel to Salazar Town in Mareth, once there we would sell our current cargo, which was mostly metals and metal tools for Lord Salazar's growing town. We would buy things like, wool, milk, gemstones, and the less dangerous magical stuff Mareth had to offer and sell them in a city called Waterdeep.

"Hold on this is just a steam ship?" Amy asked a little nervously. "Aren't you afraid will people will fall off when we go through the portal?".

That was not my concern. The ship had a thing called a gravity plane which would keep us on the deck even if the ship flew upside down. This was different that the frigate we'd used to this last time as that had been space ship. You couldn't fall off it because you were inside the vessel.

"Oh its way better than mere steam" I said "the ship uses what's called a Furnace Helm. How it works is that a magical item is placed within the furnace where it is consumed by fire, this provides the power. Its got a kind of artificial gravity that will keep people from falling off",

Just as we were about to hit the rapids, one of the gnomes who was teaching my girls how to fly this thing, cranked a gear, letting the strange sails fall down to the sides of the ship like the wings of a great bird. Only there was no flapping.

Moments after that the ship started floating above the water. It seemed to move slowly, but that wasn't so we were actually moving rather fast we just couldn't feel the motion.

"This is the to the crew and passengers of Spelljammer Defiant II" one of the gnomes was now saying over an intercom which looked as if it had been made from an old fashioned record player "Keep all hands and feet within the spelljammer at all times or you might fall off the gravity plane. Don't touch anything without asking a crew member first. Next stop, Salazar Town".

While this was my ship, and I was the captain, I knew very little about the vessel so I was staying out of the running of the craft. I was however watching and learning.

"This is really cool" I heard Buffy say, as she looked out of the window.

I had a feeling she'd change her mind about that once we went through the portal. It wasn't likely to go wrong, but we had bad experiences with portals, and these ships weren't the smoothest way to travel the multi verse.

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Salazar Town. Mareth.

"I knew I should have taken the bloody window seat," Faith grumbled to Tara as the ship came into dock.

As it turned out the gnomes had tinkered with the ship enough to give us a smooth ride. I had worried about the sails, but the protection spells had worked their magic. They had been tucked back into the ship as they now weren't needed.

"So, what do we owe you," I asked the leaders of the gnome crew.

The gnomes working on the portal ships would paid for every successful jump from one world to another.

"We'll make a share of the profit from the cargo. But I do feel I might need something a little more tangible that I can bring back home" the head gnome told me "A gadget perhaps, I hear your world has technology greater than any magic?".

That was true, kinda. It depended on a person's point of view.

"Unfortunately, we didn't bring stuff like that," I said.

My girls and I were also carrying trade goods, but we had things that didn't require a power outlet or batteries.

"Besides anything like that would quickly run out of power, so it would just be a hunk of junk soon enough" I pointed out.

That was when I noticed the habourmaster, or mistress in this case as it was one of my mouse daughters, come aboard the ship. She would organise the unloading of the ship, and supervise her siblings as they transferred everything to one of the new warehouses. I was pleased that my pinkies had found good jobs.

"We want Spelljammers," the mouse girl, Anna if I recalled correctly, said. "We'd like our own portal ships. Even if they're derelicts it doesn't matter. Just bring them here, and we will give you something in return".

I imagined that it would be possible to tow a wooden sea vessel through a portal. Such an endeavour would take some work, and mages would need to add a lot of protection spells to the wreak to ensure it didn't fall apart or end up somewhere else, but it could work

"Raw materials are wanted, needed even. Any old scraps of metal and the like" Anna was now saying "Not wood we have plenty of that".

I imagined that building a whole town, one that was still growing, had consumed a lot of resources. They had plenty of forests around here, but they'd need more than wood, they'd need glass, stone, metals, and labours as well.

"You want our rubbish?" the gnome wondered.

My daughter shook her head.

"No, just some of it. Glass and metals, ships even if they're broken," she replied "We can recycle".

That was something else I'd introduced to other worlds. When Giles had started encouraging an Industrial Revolution I had taken steps to help limit thing like pollution. I'd spread ideas about recycling everything they could, and I'd spoken to people about renewable resources, like how when you chopped a tree you planted at least three more to ensure you didn't run out of trees.

"What about weapons?" the gnomes wondered "We buy and sell them".

The mouse girl shook her head.

"We have our own blacksmiths" she said "We don't want to put them out of business, and we don't have a surplus to sell. We might buy a few swords and such, but not in enough numbers to make it worth your while".

Mareth wasn't exactly a heavy populated place, as such there was a limited market for goods here. What made the town worthwhile was that the lake was going to be used by portal ships to go back to the Forgotten Realms, just not the same part the ship had left from. This way a journey of weeks became one of days. Plus there was no risk of pirates here.

"I do know of a few derelicts," the gnome said "Be a bit difficult to get them all the way here though".

That was when I remembered something.

"We do have these" I told the gnome while taking out a Swiss army knife "and I can get you more".

The gnome played the army knife for a while, admiring how it had so many tools.

"Get us things like this and you'll never lack for a crew" the gnome promised.

I planned to keep ship dock here when not in use, and my group would learn to sail it, but I might need to borrow a few gnomes in the future.

"I'll keep that in mind" I promised.

Then I turned to Anna, who I noted had my scruffy hair.

"Where's you mother?" I asked "I brought more presents".

It amazed how quickly she went from all business to looking like a kid on Christmas morning.

"Did you get more cheese?" she eagerly enquired.

In fact I had.

"A whole big wheel" I told her.

Which made her go squee.

"I'm glad you're here Dad" she then said "I think Mom might want another litter soon".

This surprised me as the second litter of pinkies was growing more slowly than the first. None of the younger ones were old enough to be on their own.

"They're going to open a nursery next to the school Alexia's going to help out" I was informed "So Mom might have some free time to... yeah you know".

Alexia was also a daughter from the older batch of pinkies.

"I'll talk to her about it when I see her" I promised Anna.

With that I headed off the ship. Followed by Amy who was wearing something I'd looted for her the last time I'd been in Mareth, back when I'd been trying to find the source of the bounty hunters. I'd given to her as I hadn't been able to pay her much attention recently.

The outfit she had on was coloured like dried blood, and it looked devilishly tight. It had a golden trim and similarly coloured laces running down the back. There was also a belt with a symbol that no one recognised emblazoned on the front, which in turn was affixed to a wavy skirt. The skirt looked as if it should cover fail to cover her backside, but somehow it did. Last of all there was high pair of heeled boots completed the outfit.

Really it should have looked silly, yet somehow it worked, and it was an enchanted outfit quite suited to a magic user in Mareth. She wouldn't wear it anywhere else of course, Amy wasn't that foolish. Nor did she normally carry her wizard's staff around in public.

Buffy was wearing the Lusty Maiden's Armor, which was a skimpy chain bikini with white and gold highlights that for some reason counted as armour. Apparently it also magical and just wearing it made her more horny. It was suppose to be worn by a virgin, as that made it more powerful, but this was Mareth no girl who was a virgin would fit in the armour.

Willow and Tara wore wizard robes of different colours, and carried staffs, only their robes were open at the front showing off the leather bikinis they wore underneath. Marice was invisible, so I had no idea what she was wearing. And Faith had gone with the basic chain mail bikini, and I couldn't complain as he looked super hot.

Only Fred and I were covered up. We wore our Mass Effect armour because we liked it. Plus it looked bad ass, and knowing my luck someone would need shooting.

One of those people who might need shooting, but not in a fatal way, was my daughter with Sophie. I watched her be birthed or well laid as she'd been a egg, and not that long ago I'd wiped her tears away when she skinned her knee. I'd even watched her take flight for the first time. Katey, a name she'd chosen from a list I'd put together of popular girl names on Earth, was once a cute pink, fluffy-feathered adorable toddler, but now she was a teenaged girl.

Her long hair was the same shade as her mother's, bright and white-blonde, but her eyes were the same colour as mine. She was lithe and slender, not half as meaty as her wide-hipped, big-breasted, big-assed slut of a mother, but she still has her curves of her own. I didn't find them attractive in a sexual way, however I had noticed.

Katey had a sharp mind, too. She was intelligent, inquisitive, and always eager for my affection and my approval. Perhaps spending time with her had been a mistake because while I'd paid her more attention that the rest of my children, it had only made her eager for more.

Now she was ready, or at least nearly ready, to start her own nest, and to start laying eggs, which would have been fine if not for fact that she wanted Daddy to fertilise her eggs like I did for her mother. Even for Mareth that was just weird.

My only real hope was to introduce her to some nice boy, it had been tempting to drag a nerd from Sunnydale High and hand him over to Katie. Then she'd have someone she could control easily, and she'd get her eggs fertilised. Alas nerds were in short supply in Sunnydale, they all seemed to have vanished. I'd have to look into the that when I got the chance. Assuming I could be bothered

At least my mouse kids didn't want to make babies with me. They wanted more siblings, but not ones that were also their kids. If Amily wanted even more kids I would be happy to sire them as my pinkies were very good people.

That trail of thought came to an end when I followed my harem into a hair salon, which was owned and operated by a tribe of Goblins led by a matriarch named Lynnette. Who was not the same matriarch I'd made a deal with to supply troops for Lord Salazar's army.

Lynnette cheerfully explained that she and her daughters worked as hairstylists, and from me they only requested payment in baby batter in exchange for their work. The girls were also given the offer to slip out the back were they were told they would find a set of glory holes, where they can give a blowjobs in order to pay.

My solution to this was to offer gold and silver coins from Silverymoon, and to attempt to impregnate Lynnette while the girls got their hair done by her daughters.

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A short time after leaving the hairdressers someone else wanted my attention.

"Daddy!" a little girl shouted.

I turned to see Sofia chasing down a tiny Harpy, whom I was guessing was also mine as I boinked the Matron Harpy whenever I was in Mareth.

"No Natty, stay with mommy" Sophie lightly scolded as she caught her energetic daughter before she ran into me at full speed.

After I picked up Natty, or Natalie as she was properly named, it became blatantly obvious that she was growing up much faster than a human girl even with the corruption weakening. Her bright pink feathers had also begun to smooth out, though she was still quite the fluff ball. Which suggested that she was growing slower than her older sisters had.

"Oh thank goodness! Please forgive me for losing track of her" Sophie said when she caught up "Katie was being a handful again, she wants her own nest, but I don't want her going up into the mountains, not when she can stay here. I swear our first daughter wasn't half as much trouble as these two".

Natalie was the youngest of three harpy daughters I had with Sophie. The first had grown up so fast that I'd never even seen her as a child. Katie had become a teenager within a few months, and Natalie was a toddler within weeks of being hatched.

"Uh, you okay there?" I asked the matron Harpy.

She didn't answer right away.

"Y-Yes, I'm fine" she answered with a tired smile. "Natty is full of energy so I've been running around all day trying to keep up with her, and Katie won't help. Just give me a moment of rest".

It sounded as if I had some parenting to do soon, which was something I normally avoided.

"I really wish you'd fertilise an egg for her" Sophie pleaded as she took our daughter from me "or find someone else to do it".

I'd expected a big reaction to that by my harem, only they didn't go crazy or anything.

"Don't look at us" Amy said "Wrong equipment".

Perhaps robbing a sperm bank was the answer.

"Daddy, daddy, daddy" Natty called out as she wriggled about in her mother's arms.

Buffy laughed.

"Now she sounds like Faith" my fellow Slayer remarked.

I really hoped that by the time Natty was grown that there would be plenty of other human men around. I'd be the first father ever to be glad when his daughters got laid.

"Would you take for a few hours" Sophie requested, ignoring the commentary "I really need some rest".

The next thing I knew I was holding my youngest harpy daughter, and this was a problem because I kinda had work to do. I needed to refill the cargo hold of my ship so we could sail this afternoon for Waterdeep, and that would require use of my hands.

"Oh let me hold her!" Amy called out.

This was followed by more requests told hold the pink feather girl that was my child.

"Problem solved" I muttered before speaking more loudly "Come on lets do some shopping".

This was met with cheers.