Thayvian Technique
Druid Rituals
"Hey Jaheira," Thima asked as she swatted another mosquito. "I know druids are supposed ta love nature an' all but why th' fuck can' they hole up in a nice meadow or somethin'. This swamp is vile."
"All parts of mother earth are beautiful. Even the lowliest maggot has a part to play in the grand scheme of things." The party's newest member, the druid Cernd, said.
"I wasn' talkin' ta ye nature-boy. Would ya quit wi' the stupid sayin's already?"
"He does have a point, child," Jaheira sighed. "The actual druid grove is hidden deep within this swamp. The druids do not live in the swamp proper."
"Whatever, let's just find th' crazed druids fast an' get outta this cursed place." Thima said, wondering why she had ever agreed to this in the first place. Th' pay had damn well better be worth this, she thought, as her foot sank ankle deep in black mud.
They were all muddy and tired when they finally reached the druid grove. Thima was also extremely irritated, and looking forwards to killing some druids. She was disappointed to learn that the grove had been subverted by it's new leader, Faldorn, and only she had to die in order to get the druids to act properly again. Worse, Druid rules said only another druid could challenge the leader to single combat, which meant Thima wasn't even going to get to fight Faldorn. Jaheira was prepared to fight the druid leader, but Thima pointed out that the Cernd fellow was the one sent to fix the druid problem, and he should challenge first.
"Sides," Thima pointed out to Jaheira. "If he dies ye can fight her next an' even that weakling Cernd should be able ta hurt her a little."
Jaheira berated Thima for her callous remarks, but had to admit that Cernd, as the official representative of the Druids, had the right to challenge Faldorn first. They walked warily into the druid grove proper, and Cernd issued a formal challenge. Faldorn sneered and was more than willing to fight Cernd.
Holy shit, Thima thought, a few minutes later. They were standing on the edge of the arena where Cernd and the druid leader were fighting, and Cernd had just surprised them all by shapeshifting into a werewolf. Faldorn's look of contempt had quickly changed to one of fear. Would ya look at that, Thima thought, he's so big an' hairy, an' look at those muscles. Oh my, he's fast an' strong an', Thima craned her neck, yep, what he's got between his legs is just as gorgeous as th' rest o' him.
"Would you stop drooling?" Edwin hissed into Thima's ear. "You look ridiculous."
"I'm not drooling," Thima mumbled through her saliva.
The fight was soon over and the victorious Cernd wasted no time in declaring the druid grove as his. His first command was for the Druids to stop misbehaving and leave the Trademeet people alone. That was easy, Thima thought. Then she was surprised when the druids pushed her, Edwin, Anomen, and Korgan out of the grove.
"What's goin' on?" Thima asked. "I thought everything was fixed now."
"The grove has been defiled by the actions of that despicable Faldorn creature," Jaheira explained. "It must be sanctified now by the most holy of druid rituals. We must reinforce the connection between druid and nature in this place."
"Can we stay an' watch?" Thima asked, curious.
"Sorry, druids only," Jaheira said, and went back into the grove.
"Well darn," Thima said as she saw the druids put magic seals around their grove. "I'd kinda like ta see those secret druid rituals."
"Ask and ye shall receive," said Edwin smugly. "I left a wizard eye in there, let's just set up a portal on this rock and see what they're up to." He proceeded to do just that and the group stood in a semicircle to watch the show. They looked on curiously as the portal swirled with a riot of colours and the images of the inside of the Druid grove slowly came into focus.
"Aaah! It burns my eyes!" Anomen yelled, and hid his face in his hands. "Such evil, such depravity!" He looked up, screeched, and then ran off into the woods.
Korgan's reaction wasn't much better. His eyes bugged out and he ran back to the grove entrance screaming for Jaheira, and begging to be let in.
"Think he'll get through?" Thima asked without taking her eyes off the display.
"No, the druid's seals are too strong," Edwin answered absently.
Thima watched the mass of writhing figures for a moment. It was hard to picture Jaheira as part of the orgy taking place in the druid grove. "Do ya see Jaheira?"
"Hmm," Edwin said coming up behind Thima and placing a hand on her shoulder. "That looks like her wolf form over there."
"So it is." Thima watched, fascinated as she saw Jaheira shift from wolf to human to wolf again. How does she do that? Especially when that one's doin' that to her at th' time?
Thima was getting turned on and it seemed she wasn't the only one. She felt Edwin's hands pushing up her skirt. She moaned and leaned back as Edwin's hands roved over her body.
"I hope yer, unn, not thinkin' of, oooh, Jaheira," Thima said.
"Course not," he said as he kept his eyes focused on the portal.
