Author's Note
Bingis bongus
I've brought you another-
Yeah I couldn't think of any way to rhyme that.
Side note, I've loved the suggestions for Priestess's potential name so far. And I really like one of them. But I still haven't decided on one specific one.
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01/28/2025
LEGEND BELOW
"Are there goblins in here?" = Normal speech.
Chapter 27
Armor shopping with a Vampire and a half succubus
Rated-M
M rating for mature themes, nudity, romance, violence, blood, adult themes, and of course, sex.
Music of the day
Goblin Slayer OST - Frontier City
The sounds of a hammer striking metal echoed down the city streets, the warm glow of the endlessly burning forge a familiar sight to the vampire, but less so for the half succubus she had in tow. She felt strangely giddy as she dragged Roxy through the city streets, ignorant or simply uncaring to the glares she'd received by a decent number of the citizens as she walked the roads.
Roxy wasn't so easily able to block out their disdain, the weight of their harsh eyes burning into the back of her skull. There was simply no missing her massive black feathered wings sticking out of her lower back, the long slender ivory tail protruding from her posterior, nor the boney horns extending out from the sides of her head reaching skyward.
The looks she received were to be expected with her looks, but it was still scary to be on the receiving end of them.
That said, she did find solace in Serana's presence as she dragged her along, the smile on the vampire's face doing wonders to sooth her nerves. "W-Where are we going?" The succubus asked nervously, face flushing as the other woman's flashed her a fanged grin.
"Armor shopping, silly." She answered with a smile. "You are going to be coming along with us from now on, and you don't want Master worrying about you all the time do you? You're going to need something to protect you out on our journeys, something that helps your class. He really cares about you, and if you want to make him happy then taking your own safety into consideration will do wonders for him." She went on to explain further, getting a nod of understanding from the redhead.
"Ooh, ok." Roxy smiled, mulling her words over in her head. She wasn't much of a fighter, but she wasn't useless either. And if she planned on being by Goblin Slayer's side from now on then she was definitely going to get involved with many more fights than that one dragon encounter. The idea of going into a battle in overalls wasn't the most comforting idea…
She didn't have time to dwell on it much more, however, because they'd arrived at the blacksmith's. "Adrianne!" Serana called out happily, the repeated clanging of a hammer on metal suddenly stopping. The Nord woman swiped her arm over her brow before turning to face the approaching familiar voice.
"Serana? How have you been? How is the armor holding up?" Adrianne asked with a smile, her expression faltering when she finally took notice of the winged woman standing literally next to the vampire. Roxy flushed nervously underneath her scrutinizing eyes.
"H-Hello. I'm Roxy, Goblin Slayer's wife." The redhead introduced with a short curt bow of respect, knowing that this woman was important to both the man she loved and Serana.
The Nord woman snorted, rolling her eyes with a smirk. "Why am I not surprised." She sighed, shaking her head as if it couldn't be helped. "Alright then girls, how may I be of assistance?" She asked seriously, slinging her hammer over her shoulder as she awaited her answer.
Serana grinned, sneaking up behind the succubus without her noticing. Roxy squeaked when she found a pair of hands coming up to cup her boobs, a chest rivaling her own in sheer size. "We need to make her custom armor as well. She won't fit into just anything, as you can see." The vampire explained from behind the flustered redhead, ignorant to said redhead's rapidly reddening face.
Adrianne hummed in acknowledgment, staring deeply at the half Daedra with a strange level of intensity. "I see." She nodded seriously, motioning to the shop. "Come on inside. I'm going to need to get your measurements if I'm going to make you custom armor." She smiled, watching the eyes widening on the half Daedra's face warm her heart. The two women followed the Nord instead, the warmth of the fireplace instantly bringing forth a comfort the chill of winter had all but stripped from them.
Roxy found her gaze wandering around the shop to the various sets of armor and weapons, all for different classes of adventures, one not suited for the other and so on. After a little while of looking she realized that there was one big problem she was going to have to cross before she could even choose armor for herself…
The simple matter of what class she was. If she didn't know that then she didn't know what armor she was to have made for her.
"So little lady, I'm aware that our resident vampire here is a battle-mage. But I'm not sure what you are. Do you know what you're looking for?" Adrianne asked curiously, watching as the winged woman cast her gaze around, unsure.
"I-I don't know. I've never tried magic before." Roxy murmured meekly, clasping her hands together.
Adrianne frowned. "Hmm, not a mage then. How about archer?"
"I can't use a bow…" The redhead admitted, more than a little embarrassed. It wasn't easy to admit.
Adrianne sighed. "Ok, no bows then." She held a hand to her chin, looking the girl up and down. "Barbarian?" She offered helpfully.
That got her attention. "Barbarian?" Roxy asked curiously, attention peaked. The blacksmith smirked, feeling as if she was onto something.
"That's right. You don't have to be a master of spells or a skilled archer at all. Hell, you don't even need to know the ins and outs of swordplay to be a good barbarian." She listed off, nodding to herself as the girl approached, curiosity peaked. "What sort of weapons have you any sort of experience with?"
"W-Well… I'm a ranch hand who used to help my uncle around the farm… So…" Roxy held her hand to her chin in thought, mulling it over for a moment. "Axes and spears?" She offered helpfully, eyes sparkling. "We don't always have cattle to help move our loaded carriages around to other towns, so I usually end up pulling them myself…" She laughed nervously, tapping her thumbs together.
Adrianne's eyes widened in surprise, before a thought came to her. She turned from the girls, instead casting her attention towards a wall that housed many a weapon. Center of them all was a mighty weapon of imposing stature, black metal seemingly blotting out the candlelight, a heavy burdensome battle axe that looked as if no average adventurer could properly wield it.
"Well, I think I know exactly what you need. I'll just need you to try out this battle axe for me." She stated confidently, motioning to the large weapon on the wall. Truth be told she couldn't even lift the damnable thing on her own without help from her husband…
Roxy blinked, eyeing the mysterious long handled mighty looking black battle axe. She wanted her to lift that?
…
Well, she had no reason to not try it out. "Oh ok, if you insist." She hummed, approaching the weapon curiously. It looked like a combination of an oversized battle axe and war hammer at the same time, the length of the pole long enough to double as a one and two handed weapon if the need arose. What she was really curious about was its weight, the presence it gave off that of a hefty weapon few could even hope to hold.
Shrugging her shoulders she raised her arms above her head, taking hold of the cool black metal grip with her bare fingers. It was cold to the touch, yet it felt as if it was brimming with power. Huffing slightly she lifted it up off the hooks that mounted it to the wall, dropping it into her hands with relative ease.
She glanced down to the large weapon in her hands curiously, testing its heft in her grip. She took note of the engravings deliberately marked into the handle, 3F. She didn't know what it was supposed to mean, but supposed that it was the name of the weapon.
Tentatively she gave it a few swings, mindful of the fact she was still indoors, before she swung it up over her shoulders, resting the top of the weapon on her right shoulder. Turning around, she found Adrianne struggling to keep her jaw off the floor. She smiled a blinding look, cheeks warming. "I think I like this one. Can I buy it?" She asked eagerly, hoping the blacksmith would say yes.
Adrianne for her part, simply wasn't prepared to see the girl wield the massive battle axe so casually that it took her mind a few moments to catch up. Shaking her head she barked out a laugh. "Well I'll be, you girls continue to surprise me. I think I've got just the armor in mind for you." She stated, vanishing into the back.
Roxy turned to Serana in confusion, wondering if she knew what was going on. The vampire only offered her a saucy smirk.
Adrianne grabbed the measuring tape from the table in the back room, cracking it out with a smirk as she turned to the flustered succubus. "Your clothes are going to be in the way for this part."
Serana smirked, quickly disrobing the other girl, much to her embarrassment. The redhead crossed her arms over her chest to try and hide her modesty, face nearly as red as her hair. "A-A-Are you sure I n-need to be naked?" She squeaked, her wings coming forward to try and cover herself.
"Do you want the armor to fit?" The blacksmith questioned with an eyebrow raised.
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"Mmmnnn… Ok…" She sighed, dropping her arms as Adrianne swooped in to begin capturing her measurements.
"You use your wings to fly, right? If that's the case then you can't be wearing heavy armor like Serana here. I'm going to put together armor similar to hers, but even more plates will be removed." She explained, clicking the tape closed as she snuck off to the back.
Adrianne vanished into thr back for probably an hour before she came back out, the woman bringing out a familiar suit of armor, the same armor that Serana was currently wearing. With her help she was able to put the gear on, albeit with the extra pieces missing that Adrianne spoke of.
In the end Roxy found herself standing in the center of the room, checking the gear out with wide eyes. Dark armored metal boots fully covered her feet, metal plates climbing up her calves and above her knees, wrapping around the lower half of her thighs which left much of her plump upper legs fully exposed. Instead of having an armored skirt like the vampire, she instead found a metal plated panty armor coming up to cup her nether region, lined with a soft breathable fabric.
Her belly was left mostly exposed as well, instead a metal breastplate that cupped the swell of her breasts in place without being too tight, allowing flight without her breasts getting tossed around by the winds. The top half was completely concealed unlike the vampire's ample cleavage armor, instead leaving a large amount of underboob exposed, the chest plate climbing up to cover her exposed neck with thin plates that hung on a fitted undergarment.
As for her shoulders, big black paludrons covered her shoulders which extended down into metal plates that covered the entirety of her biceps down to her hands, thin yet very flexible armor plating protecting her fingers with ample space to move her wrists whichever way she would need to.
As for her head, she dawned a fully plated dark armored helmet with a mean single slit at a sharp vertical angle to provide maximum visibility with maximum protection. Two holes had been opened up to allow the helmet to fit around her horns, horns that looked as if they were part of the helmet when she wore the armor.
Fully dressed, she approached the mirror provided for her to inspect the gear. Her armor clanged slightly as she raised her armored hands to her helmet covered cheeks, both embarrassed at how much skin she was showing, while also simultaneously loving exactly how well it displayed her body.
Her thighs from just a few inches above her knees were fully exposed with the next bit of armor acting as a pair of durable metal panties so to speak. Her belly was uncovered as well up to the top of her breasts to hold the chest in place and protect her heart. But otherwise it may as well have been bikini armor save for her well armored legs, arms, and head.
"You're a barbarian. You're not worried about defense, but speed and offensive power. Too much armor hinders your speed, so a reduction in armor both increases your speed and your ability to get into and out of a fight quickly. Your legs and arms are extremely important to be protected, as with use of a long range weapon that you have, most foes will be incapable of getting close enough to harm you before you slaughter them." Adrianne explained in detail, before gaining a wistful expression.
"I had one customer long ago with wings, and you reminded me of her. She wore armor just like yours now, almost identical. She made deadly use of limited armor and her wings for high speed attacks that left few capable of counterattacks. I'd say with a bit of training, you might be able to do as well as her." She spoke, smiling up to the armored woman.
Roxy heard what she said, but was too lost in staring at her own reflection to respond at first. Embarrassed once she realized this, she clasped her hands together, offering the woman a bow of respect. "Thank you so much, Ms. Adrianne!" She exclaimed with a deep bow, her voice muffled by her ivory metal helmet. She reached up, grasping the fringe of her metal breastplate nervously. This was the type of armor that probably wouldn't be what Goblin Slayer had in mind for her, too many obvious weak points in a battle, too exposed.
But…
"Now obviously I should get a chainmail undergarments for you to cover you a bit with at least some protection for your more vulnerable-" Adrianne begun, watching her seem nervous about the rather revealing gaps in her armor.
But Roxy cut her off. "Actually, Ms Adrianne. I'm half Daedra, a succubus. If I will it, my skin can turn as hard as iron." The redhead spoke up, clasping her hands together nervously. Realizing that a demonstration was in order, she walked over to the table, procuring an iron dagger. She spun it around in the palm of her hand, sharp end pointing towards her belly, just above the space where the metal panties stopped.
Serana cringed as the girl thrust forward, the self inflicted wound grievous…
Or it would have been if it had been anyone else. Instead the dagger bounced off her taught silky belly, a small spark signaling the tell tale signs of a metal against metal strike.
There wasn't even a blemish on her otherwise perfect skin, yet the blade had dulled considerably.
"Astonishing…" The Nord woman breathed in awe, taking the ruined blade from the skimpily armored woman.
She was Daedra. Her skin was already much more durable then a mere mortal's was when transformed as she was now, having parts of her body exposed wasn't all that much of a concern for her. That and, like Adrianne said…
It was her job to come in fast and hard, then retreat for the heavy armored members of the team to take over, in this case that would mean Goblin Slayer.
She clutched her hand to her breasts, smiling underneath the shadows of her grey iron helmet. She knew that Goblin Slayer would be happy with her choice of armor. There was just one little thing that she was going to have to get over
The simple matter of just how revealing that it was to wear in public…
"I'll get to work forging you that same armor in better materials right away, don't want to leave you in iron. In the meantime feel free to wear that set until I get the proper materials ready." Adrianne hummed seriously.
Serana held her hand to her chin in thought. "How much for you to make it out of ebony?" She asked curiously, eyeing the precious rich black ingot hidden behind the table. "It's way more durable and far lighter weight. It will be perfect for her aerial combat."
The blacksmith's eyes widened. "To make that out of ebony? 20 gold coins. That material isn't cheap."
Serana responded by pulling out a sack of gold coins, a bag so full that she had more than enough. "Will this suffice?" The busty vampire asked, a coy grin on her face as the Nord began to sweat…
"I'll get started on it right away." Adrianne practically spun on her heels as she took the ingots from the shelve and ran out to the smith. She had work to do.
The two girls watched her go, pleased with the events of their evening so far. Having actually what they'd set out to do for the day, they found their minds wandering back to a certain slayer of goblins.
Chapter
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