Now, I did spend the cash that was earned wisely. Okay, sure, I spent it all on two perks, but Charisma was going to help with the actual cult building and helping to run the colony, while the Gift of Metis was on my dragon queen's list of polite but firm requests. The sort of firmness that spoke of how blessed I was that she was very good at the magic to empower, heal and support life as otherwise my hips would be so much powder. And death by snu-snu was still death, so something to try and avoid as best as I was able.
Of course... there was just one small issue with that. You see, Alexstrasza was keeping a note of my build, or had somehow managed to strike a deal to be aware of certain changes. Or maybe it was just that as the Aspect of Life, she could tell. I was not going to put it past her, as she shredded my clothes and forced me onto my back, her sex a vice around my dick as she slammed her full weight up and down. Without warning. Without mercy. Without any foreplay either, even as her lips captured mine and her tongue slipped into my mouth, clawed hands on my shoulders.
There was no tenderness to this, as she took me, as she rode and slammed me into the dirt, actually slapping against me without enough force that my ass was digging a hole into the freshly revitalized soil. The only thing that escaped her lips was a needy whine, her eyes glowing. Because for all that she could look human, for all that she was a kind and companionate figure, a MILF to the world... she remained a dragon, one of Azeroth's apex predators.
And she was hungry, as she rode me, as she reminded me of my all too human limits, as she used and rode me eleven feet into the ground. She was hungry to be bred, to swell with life and to lay a clutch, to have the red flight... and she was biting and nibbling on my neck as my back arched and I came inside of her, as she drained me, her silken folds damn near a vacuum, a second mouth burning with her internal warmth as she swallowed and took me for all that I had, leaving me feeling like a wrung out towel.
Because sure, I had optimization and loverboy, but... when the draconic demigoddess stops holding back so much and decides that momma is going to take as she pleases? Yeah, I was not good enough for that yet.
The good side of things from Alexstrasza deciding to celebrate me taking the Gift of Metis? I had managed to get two skill ranks in Enhance Ability and Heal Self. Which was... yeah. I mean holy hell, even with me using my grasp of the force to reinforce myself and her flooding me with life energy to make sure she didn't just break me in half? We ended up needing to climb out of a seventeen foot pit created from the simple fact that yes, she was riding me THAT hard.
So, praise the powers that be that I picked gamer, because I don't know why else my Constitution score would have risen two whole points. Which was actually nice to know for the simple fact that it was able to prove that I could get stat gains from training and activities. On the other hand... I had a new mission pop up that spelled doom in my future.
Dawn of The Red
The Red Dragonflight is charged with nurturing and protecting life. Once, that mandate was merely on Azeroth, but this world both has their aspect and a great need for those that would bring life to the frozen lands.
Goal; Help Alexstrasza establish the Red Dragonflight in the Frostlands
Reward; 25 Dollars, plus 5 dollars per optional objective
Objective One; Using the Gift of Metis, make sure that Alexstrasza has at least a hundred whelps in a decade time
Objective Two; Make sure at least 50 whelps reach level 13 in their racial class
Objective Three; Have at least ten drakes reach level 15 in their racial class
Optional Objective One; Have at least a thousand whelps in a decade, with 500 reaching level 13 in the whelp class and 100 reaching 15 in the drake class
Optional Objective Two; Have at least three additional broodmothers in the flight (required drake level 15)
Optional Objective Three; Create at least four more 'Dragonlands'
Optional Objective Four; Using the Gift of Metis, have the Frostlands Red Dragonflight be a female only race, allowing them to breed true with male humans
Optional Objective Five; Have Alexstrasza become the new Captain of New London, with the Dragon Cult making up at least 51% of its population
Because on the one hand... there was a lot that I could do, and it told me, roughly, what the minimum needed to establish a more or less self sufficient red dragonflight in the Frostlands were... and yet it also gave me a way to pretty much double up the reward money, if I followed through with a number of optional objectives. Indicating that while useful, they were not required. And yet, some of them? They offered clues and would likely come with some side benefits as well.
The first, simply put? That was just a numbers game for all the main objectives, basically meaning a larger and more robust flight. Additional broodmothers meant additional mothers and caretakers of the eggs and whelps, which meant numbers would increase faster. Dragonlands were apparently what the terraformed area was being called, and more terraformed locations that were warm and able to support more life, the better really. Turning the red dragons into sexy monstergirls that needed human males to survive... was actually tempting as it meant that there would be a degree of symbiosis. And making Alexstrasza a queen again, of not just her flight but the whole Frostlands?
Actually kind of appealing. Yes, it was a long term political thing... but I won't lie. The queen of this land as my willing pet and brood mother? That appealed on a deep and primal level.
But, we needed to prepare for the colonists and to actually make this the center of the dragon cult (a fact that was... not entirely comfortable for either of my companions), though we were going to be dividing just how we would set things up. Because on the one hand, we were being taught a new magical exercise! On the other hand? Alexstrasza freely admitted that Ysera was a lot better than her at shaping living wood into structures in the manner of how Night Elves built their settlements.
Largely due to the fact that she didn't use it very often, given that she tended to have a few locations that were already developed and did not actually need to expand or renovate her lairs... at least in part because she usually had people to handle that for her. Or she used her claws and physical force, because when all else failed? She was a colossal dragon with the natural strength and weaponry that you could expect. Besides being able to melt the rock with her breath or softening sections with mortal magic.
Which is why there was going to be two rough districts in the colony. The valley floor was going to be were all the ground bound mortals lived, while the dragons would be carving out and inhabiting the actual hanging rock itself, some magic going to make sure that it did not fall. Yes, there were elements of it being so that the dragons would be above the mortals... but then, was I not establishing a dragon cult? Would the new red whelps and drakes not be responsible for renewing the soil of the humans that paid tribute and offered prayers?
So yeah, the dragons were effectively angels, divine servitors and children with their mother being the bountiful fertility goddess. Even if things could be relaxed in time... it was the official angle for the moment, and that meant that yes, there had to be some degree of separation, mystery and superiority. Could it be relaxed in the future? Probably, but for now?
"Matt! Your dragon mother needs some sugar from her consort!" Well, I had both work and duty while waiting for her to be ready to lay a clutch. I just shivered, as she had seemed to be interested in the idea of taking her natural form slipping me inside at some point. Which begged the question... how did she get access to my search history?