The Wandering Inn

Mating Rituals Pt.2

Mating Rituals Pt.2

*Warning. This chapter contains sexual content and graphic depictions of sex in the text. If you do not wish to read, or feel uncomfortable at the material please skip this chapter. You may miss terribly important and crucial plot points, but this is your choice.

A long time ago, when Erin Solstice was still new to the city of Liscor. When she still lived in her first inn, and people had just gotten to know about the odd Human girl whod appeared outside the cityshed had a conversation.

It had gone something like this:

You have not had sex yet. This is a bad thing, yes?

That had been then, and a young woman had entertained the idea of sexual gratification, dating, and intercourse with her friends, Krshia and Selys. She had even gone on a date.

It had ended poorly, for the would-be suitors. Erin had ended up with a rather interesting collection of dildos. Which had subsequently been destroyed by her undead skeleton. The first time.

It happened. But since that day, the topic had not come up again. And yes, there were more important things in life to focus on. Monster attacks, keeping friends alive. The possibility of war.

And yet, at the same time, it was extraordinary that the topic never came up again. Erin Solstice didnt lack for friends, of any species or gender. But she discussed bowel movements and periods with more frequency than anything touching on mating

Sex.

Indeed, what was uncomfortable to many males wasnt banned in The Wandering Inn. As, case in point, a few days after Erins night of glorious fire and celebration, she found herself in the outhouse.

It was a nice outhouse. Rebuilt, refurbishedLyonette wanted the inn to connect to Liscors sewage lines, but for now, the toilets were attended with herbs to cover the smell and cleaned regularly. It was one of the tasks the staff got to do. And the young woman named Erin Solstice was doing her business.

Again, a natural activity. Erin went to the bathroom at least once a day, which was what she considered healthy. But she didnt talk about it. Still, at this particular time, Erin happened to look down. And her face fell.

Aw.

She was on her period. Which wasnt generally a problem. Butit was if you didnt have anything like a pad and you really didnt want to go back indoors with your new underwear and pants. Erin grimaced.

What to do? What to doas crises went, Erin decided this was a low-level event. After a few minutes of cursing, she began shouting.

Hey! Hey! Someone get Lyonette!

After a few seconds, her shouting roused someone. Namely, the Workers on the rooftop. Erin waited, and then Lyonette came out.

Whats wrong, Erin?

Uhcan you get me my pad?

Pad? What dooh.

It took Lyonette only a fraction of a second to get it. Inside, Erin felt embarrassed, but she went on.

Its in my room. UmI think in the drawers? Its washed! Sorry, I just

Ive got it. One second.

And indeed, a minute later, Erin had relief. Wellin a way. She still felt a bit crummy, but as she left the outhouse and reentered the innafter washing her hands outside, thankyouverymuch, Erin was chatting to Lyonette.

The morning crowd looked up as the two young women entered the inn and went over to the bar. Not to drink per se, but just to chat.

I wasnt keeping count. Yuck. I hate being on my period. I just feeleuragh. You know?

No. Do you mean, cramps? My mother used to have the worst ones.

Erin frowned.

Yeah, a bit. But I also get mad a bit more easily.

Really? Compared to usual?

The young woman frowned. She didnt see a few of the breakfasters looking up, especially some of the Gnolls who had good ears.

Ha. Ha. I never asked, but umyou get them?

Lyonette gave Erin a look.

Yes, Erin. I get them.

Im just checking! Maybe you get a fancy Skill that stops menstruation or whatever. OrI was wondering if there were any differences because were

Erin made a wild hand gesture to say from different worlds, and thus having the distinct possibility of some kind of genetic differences from the environments we are raised in, the proximity of magic, and other extraneous and unknown factors. The [Princess] just shrugged in reply.

Actually, I usually take a potion. My entire family does. But were like you, Erin. Actuallymy bleeding is bad.

Really?

Yes. Mrsha got worried the first time it happened. But since Octavias here, I think I might switch to potions.

Potions? Well, I know they stop you bleedingbut do they like, work perfectly? Are there side effects?

Mmnot really. You can get a few symptoms, but [Alchemists] are good about it. And it apparently stops you menstruating at all. So the one downside is that sometimes you have a [Lady] or even a [Queen] who has children in her sixties if shes taken the potion all her life

Whoa. But thatswell, I guess biologicallywait, do you know about eggs?

Eggs? Were talking about children, Erin. What are you talking about?

Biology! Wait, you dont know? You dont know!

The [Princess] just gave Erin one of her looks.

Erin, its too early for this.

But the young woman was already excited.

I need to sit down with you and explain! Theres this thinginside our bodies. Our, you know, vaginasand we have eggs

She felt a bit embarrassed. The [Princess] was just staring, trying to process the fact that Humans laid eggs. It promised to be an interesting discussion, but a voice growled, interrupting them.

Excuse me. Do you mind? Im trying to eat, here!

A Gnoll looked up from his table. And he was malethat was just afact worth noting. Erin and Lyonette turned and looked at him.

What?

Do you mind? Im having breakfast!

The Gnoll looked affronted. Lyonette and Erin looked at each other. Both frowned at the guest.

Whats the matter? Its just biology!

Its disgusting. Humans bleed fromI cant.

He pushed back his morning steak. Erin glowered.

Hey, Dierr, you dont like it? Its what women have to go through! You dont like hearing about it? How you do think I like blood coming out my

Half the diners instantly stopped eating as Lyonette slapped a hand over Erins mouth. The young woman hesitated.

Umsorry. Maybe it is a bit crude.

Dierr, who was a regular of Erins inn, shook his head a few times.

Humans. Gnoll women dont go through that.

Yeah? Oh wait, yeah. They dont.

Erin recalled a conversation with a female Gnoll. It was trueGnolls didnt go through the monthly bleeding process. Neither did Drakes. They had different systems that had evolved in their species. Erin hesitated.

Well, yeah. Gnolls dont have periods, but they have um, whats the term? Estrus? Mating periods. And Krshia told me that when they do, they have the same sort of, yknowstuff. Coming out of you-know-where. Actually, she told me it can be blood, or brown

That did it. Almost every male diner and most of the female ones put down their utensils and had to push their plates back for a second. Lyonette covered her face.

Erin.

I dont need to hear this!

Dierr stood up, looking ill and agitated. Erin looked around; some of the guests were doing the same.

I came here for entertainment, notthat!

Some of the other regulars were grousing. They werent Olesm, or Relc, or Palt or the other big-names that often took part in the inns dramas, butregular diners.

Dierr, an affable [Hunter] who really liked getting his food within a minute of ordering, Menolit, the Drake [Veteran] with half a tail whod fought in Liscors army until being honorably discharged, Ulevissia, a Drake [Mage] who made her entire living making door locks, Fleaears, whose unfortunate name didnt relate at all to his [Tanner] profession, at least, one hoped

I am so sorry. Erin, be quiet. Everyone, please! Let me get you something on the house. Why dont we all sit and

Lyonette rushed around, trying to keep the regulars in their seats. Erin stared around.

But its natural. I mean, okay. Im sorry I said it out loud. Its like talking about poo, I guess

Erin!

The [Princess] snapped at her. Erin shut up as her regulars glared at her. She flushed, and then looked about when she heard a vague, slapping sound.

Temile, and some of the Players of Celum who stayed at Erins innand the ones who came every day to rehearsewere laughing so hard there wasnt actually much sound. Just wheezing, painful, choking guffaws, and slapping the table. Temile slowly slid out of his chair as Erin glared at him.

He wasnt the only one. Mrsha was giggling, even if she didnt really get all of what had been said. Erin propped her hands on her hips. At least some people were being amused.

Its natural!

But some things we dont need to discuss while our guests are eating, Erin. Ill get Octavia for you; shes probably asleep still. After another all-nighter at that naked Drakes lab.

Saliss.

I know his name. Butdead gods! Cant he put on clothes?

Itd take an army. Anyways, hes cool.

Well, hes apparently up all night and into the morning! Octavia got back in time for breakfast! Exhausted from making potions all day.

Only making potions?

One of the other regulars quipped as Lyonette went around the inn, doling out a few of the chocolate squares as an apology. Erin saw Menolit, the Drake [Veteran], grinning as he took a square of chocolate. She frowned at him.

Whats that supposed to mean?

The Drake stared at her. Menolit was scarred, and half of his tail was missing, owing to his service in Liscors army. He was touchy about the tail, but Erin liked him and he liked being herepartly because Humans didnt care as much about the tail.

Thank you, Miss Lyonette. ErMiss Solstice, if a young womans out with a fellow all night, you dont think its all making potions?

He waggled his brows and grinned. Erin gave him a blank look for a second, and then blinked.

Whaoh! Hey! No way. That would neverno way. I meanSaliss wouldnthes teachingright?

She looked at Lyonette, flustered. The [Princess] looked up, absently.

What? No, I doubt it. And if she iswho cares?

But

Hes the best [Alchemist] in the city. Saliss of Lights. I mean, you know therere other apprenticeships that work that way. A young [Alchemist], does favors for a master

Menolit said it matter-of-factly. Erin just looked at him.

Menolit!

What?

The Drake looked at her. Erin pointed at Mrsha, flushing.

There are kids here! Dont talk about s-e-x!

Mrsha immediately began trying to spell the word out. Menolit gave Erin a long look as his lips moved.

What, sex? Miss Solstice, its natural. Im not judging. Someone wants to spice things up with that Drake, be my guest. I wish hed put on pants too, but the Drakes got spirit.

Thats not all he has. Although between you and me, Id have expected a Named Adventurer to be better.

Ulevissia quipped. There was laughter and people relaxed. Erin on the other handwas flushing.

Hey! Enough! Thats enough. Lets not getweird, here.

She waved her hands, and the laughter died down as Erin pushed a bit with her ability to control the mood in the inn. It was fairly subtle, for her. But Lyonette noticed, as did Temile and a few [Actors]; their classes made them sensitive to such things.

And a few others. At her table, Selys Shivertail looked up from a morning gossip session with Drassi. She hadnt really partaken of the conversation so farbecause she was trying to eat breakfast toobut now she frowned at Erin, vaguely. As the [Innkeeper] argued with Menolit and then went around the room, chatting with her regulars, Selys paused.

Hey, Selys, Drassi. Hows it going?

Im off-duty! I dont start for another hour. Hi, Erin.

Drassi announced hurriedly. Erin waved that off, although the comment was more aimed at Lyonette than the self-proclaimed cool boss. Selys smiled as Erin sat down.

Hi, Erin. Rough morning?

You know me, spitting blood, shooting it out of my crotchI keep forgetting Drakes and Gnolls dont have periods.

Erin sighed. Selys and Drassi looked at each other.

Well, we have our problems, Erin. You dont have dead scales.

You dont have ingrown hairs or split ends.

Point.

The three females grinned at each other. It was a longstanding practice of species to practice the game of who had the most bodily issues with each other. Erin sat down as Selys glanced at Drassi.

Sowell, youve told us all about your monthlies. Feeling okay?

Yeah. Its not bad today. I mean, you knowI could use a warm compress or something. That really helps. But maybe Ill talk to Octavia when she wakes up. Potions are handy.

No arguments there!

Drassi grinned. The [Gossip] and [Bartender] looked in fine form today. But then, she was enjoying her new class and position serving alcohol. And shed certainly had enough work these last few days.

Ever since the night of glory and fire. These days, the pink flame was carefully kept burning in a concealed, controlled lantern. The same one Erin had used for the blue flames of sadness. Sometimes it went out if you didnt feed it, but Erin could always conjure the fire again.

Anyways, at the moment Selys had just come in for her gossip session with one of her best friends. Best two friends, really. The young Human woman smiled as Selys offered her some fried dumplings. Palt had made them; the Centaur wasnt in today, but he would be, no doubt. Selys gave Erin a side-long look.

We were just talking about recent events. Speaking of whichare you worried about Octavia?

What? No. I mean, a bit. Saliss is likeI mean, I think hes a good guy. But Octavia shouldnt beyknow? When shes learning from him? Thats weird, right?

Erin looked awkward as she danced around the subject. Drassi scratched at the spines on her neck.

Madly having sex in their laboratory all night long?

The [Innkeeper] choked on her bite. Selys snorted and had to pound on Erins back. She was assisted by a flying kick from Mrsha. Erin coughed up the food stuck in her airways and rubbed at her back.

Ow. Thank you, Mrsha. Drassi!

What? Unlessdo you think theyre being kinky? LikeI dunno, you hear stories.

Drassi!

Like what?

Selys leaned over as Mrsha leapt up onto the table and swiped a dumpling. Drassi grinned.

You know Stitch-People. I hear they can switch out body parts and do a lot of crazy things. And they can repair their bodies, so they can get rough. Likehave you heard the stories about how the male ones can have huge, things? And some Drakesand Gnolls!want to know how it feels. But you can tear

Drassi! Mrsha is right there!

Erin shouted. Mrsha recoiled as Erin pointed at her. Drassi looked at Selys. The [Heiress] was nodding.

Dont be vulgar, Drassi.

You know youd try it.

Mrshas just a kid. Mrsha, go over there. And I dont think Octavias sleeping with Saliss, Erin. But if she iswell, I dont think [Alchemists] are that different. If Saliss was a high-level [Warrior], nowDrassi?

The [Gossip] was nodding as Mrsha was ushered off the table. Erin practically hurried her over to Lyonette.

[Alchemists] are kinky, Selys. Kinky. Potions. Sex.

Oh. But how would you know?

I dated a few of Liscors [Alchemists]. Theyre low-level, but they still make stamina potions. And thats

Hey.

Erin slapped her hands down on the table. Selys and Drassi started, looked at her. Erin was flushing and glaring at the two of them.

This isnt appropriate for the morning, you know? Mrshas here, and she has good ears. Right?

She looked from face to face. And Erin Solstice, who had happily pontificated on the issue of periods in front of the entire room, lookedawkward. Selys and Drassi blinked at each other.

And they both had the same thought again. The two engaged in a sub-vocal argument, and in the end, Selys lost. She looked at Erin.

Erinwhy dont you have a seat?

Im not gonna sit if you two are going to be weird

Have a seat, come on.

The two practically pushed Erin into a seat. The [Innkeeper] looked at the two of them.

What? What?

Selys took a breath. She remembered that conversation from a while ago. She hadnt given it a lot of thought, but nowshe looked at Erin.

Sohave you had sex recently?

Erin froze. Dierr glanced up from his seat and pretended to be interested in his steak again. A Centaur, opening the door to the common room, halted in his tracks. Montressa and Beza ran into Palts behind, but the Centaur motioned them back.

The young woman paused.

What? What sort of question is that?

A normal one?

Selys raised a brow. Erin looked at her friend, and then at Drassi.

Seems sort of personal, right?

I dunno. Were friends. Drassis not gonna spill it, Erin.

[Gossip]s honor. But yeah, have you had a good one recently, Erin?

Hey now. I really dont feel like

Krshia told me she doesnt think youve masturbated all month. And she said that last month. And the month before that. Erindo you have a problem? Because theres a potion for that.

The two female friends stared at Erin. The [Innkeeper] stood up. Her face was beet red.

Krshia said? I dont need to take this!

She began to storm off, but the two Drakes grabbed her arms and towed her back. It was hard; Erin had [Lesser Strength].

Erin, come on!

Were not judging

You arent, Drassi? I am.

Hey! Let go of

Erin found herself sitting at the table, held captivewell, not really. But the two Drakes were looking at her seriously. Selys had to go first.

Erindo you think maybe youre being a bitprudish?

About seabout the thing? Yes! Especially with a kid around!

Drassi glanced at Mrsha.

But she knows about sex, Erin. Gnoll kids do.

What? Shes far too young to

Shes a Gnoll, Erin. She lived in a tribe. She has a nose and ears. All Gnoll kids know about sex when theyre young. Whats wrong?

The young woman from Earth opened and closed her mouth. Drassi just blinked at her innocently.

Nonot even innocently. She just looked blank. What was the problem here? Erin hesitated.

Wellokay. But its still not something we need to talk about, right?

Not if we dont want to. But seriously, Erin. Are youstressed? Because if Krshias right

Im fine!

So you do use the dildos she says she keeps giving you?

Erin was practicing her guppy impersonations. Her mouth kept opening and shutting.

Idont have to answer that!

Selys looked serious.

Erin, were not judging. Its normal. But seriouslyyou talk about periods and using the outhouse and you get nervous about the idea of sex?

Im totally fine with it! Anyone can have sex! Relc had sex just the other day! I think!

Erin threw her hands up. Drassi leaned over.

Really? With who? That Garuda [Guardswoman]?

Its private! He didnt need to tell me and I didnt need to ask!

Erin glared at Drassi, trying to forget shed been bugging Relc about that exact thing. Selys raised her brows.

Good for Relc. He deserves it. Poor guy would have trouble with Drake women, although hes popular even if hes a bit

Ugly?

Drassi, be nice.

Im not being mean! I like Relc! Id give him a try if I thought it wouldnt make things weird.

Sometimes Erin didnt understand Drake aesthetics. Relc looked fine to her. But she found the conversation pivoting back to her again.

All Im saying is that I have no problem with Relc hooking up, Erin. Its natural. Nothing to be ashamed of, even if Embria objects. Wellshe is his daughter.

Selys paused. Erin fidgeted.

I know that. And Im not judging.

Good. Sohave you had sex at all since the last time Krshia and I talked to you?

I dont need to answer that.

Have you masturbated?

Selys.

Erin, I think you might be stressed.

Pent up.

Its okay to want to have a good time.

Roll around on the carpet with some fun guy. Oh wait, Humans get rug-burns.

Even relieve yourself now and then.

Hey, can Humans use their hands? Ive been debating with some of my friends about that. Because we have claws with you know, talons. And if you slip

Drassi, please.

The [Gossip] subsided, but she and Selys both looked amused. Erin did not want to be at the table with them. She folded her arms, like a bulwark against all things erotic.

Its personal.

Selys recognized the signs of a stubborn Erin coming on. She rolled her eyes, exasperated.

If you dont want to talk about it, fine. But were just talking to youas friendsabout whether youre happy. Honestly. We wouldnt want to do anything. But if youre frustrated

That was all she said. And she gave Erin a serious look. So much so that the [Innkeeper] realized that Selys wasnt making fun of her. Not really. Erin slowly uncrossed her arms.

Iwellits not necessary.

No, but its fun.

You could get pregnant.

From a Drake or Gnoll, Erin? And there are potions for that. ActuallyI think I have my answer. Dead gods. How long has it been, six months? Thats a long time forand nothing else?

Wow.

Drassi gave Erin an almost admiring look. The [Innkeeper] didnt like the look. She glared, went on the offensive.

Well, what about you, Selys? Have you had sex? Or you, Drassi?

The two Drakes blinked. They looked at each other. Drassi paused, and then shrugged.

Well, I lost my last boyfriend during a fight two weeks back, but Im not hurting for company, you know? Im fine.

And I had sex yesterday. In my apartments.

Selys stared at Erin. The young woman blinked.

What?

It was good. And yeswe knew each other. But its not serious. But I enjoyed it, and so did hewhich is why we got together. Welland we see each other more often because of my position. He actually came by to talk about it.

WhbutSelys! What about Pisces?

The [Heiress] looked at Erin. And this time, it was a long look. And somehownot as amused or exasperated as shed been before.

What about him?

Erin felt like she was treading on dangerous ground all of a sudden. But she didnt know why.

WellI thought you and him were a thing. You know? You said you liked him, and you two were always talking, arguing. And you had that kiss under the mistletoe, and you told me you thought he wasnt that bad. So I thought

Drassis head slowly turned towards Selys and her stare said that her friend had said nothing of the sort to her. Selys flushed. But shed invited this. She took a breath, and then nodded, as the scales in her cheeks darkened a bit.

I said that, Erin. But we havent done anything. Literally, nothing besides that kiss, and that was for a dare. I like Pisces.

Yeah. So

So what?

There was an edge in Selys voice. Erin hesitated.

But if you like

He hasnt said anything to me. And I havent said anything to him. Were both adults, Erin. Not engaged or anything. Should I be sitting here, saving my chastity like alike a Human [Princess] while I pine for him?

Across the inn, Lyonette slipped as she cleaned a table. Erin turned red. Selys voice had a note of real contempt.

No. I just thought you liked him. So

That was all. Selys relented.

Imight. But Im not expected to wait for him, am I? And I can have fun, right? Honestly, Erin. You sound like

She bit her tongue before she said something actually hurtful. Erin sounded a bit like some of the old Drakes who scolded the young, promiscuous ones. Not Selys grandmother; Tekshia had only told Selys that she wasnt allowed to get pregnant before she turned twenty.

But it was strange. Strange indeed, that Erin Solstice was soawkward. And Selys looked at her friend and sighed.

Sorry, Erin. Im not mad. Buthave you never thought about it?

The young woman looked past Selys. And Palt silently trotted into the inn. And the Centaur pulled out a cigar and considered his moves. Numbtongue wandered out of the garden where hed been playing music. And the young woman was justconscious of those facts.

I

You know, Culyss still likes you. Even after getting beaten up by all the Goblins. You never really told me what that was about.

The young woman blinked. She remembered the Drake. Selys looked at Erin.

Tell you what, Erin. You dont have to do anything. I feel bad about introducing you to Culyss before you werewell, you know. But why dont I introduce you tomy friend? You know him, anyways. Hes coming by later. I meanjust so you know Im fine talking about it.

She sighed, a bit embarrassed. Erin stared at her friend.

I do? Waitis it

Her eyes went round. Selys rolled her eyes as Drassi leaned forwards with a [Gossip] and a [Bartender]s instincts for juicy tidbits.

It was truly odd. But it was natural. She just wondered if Erin was shy. Or maybe she hadnt ever been in a relationship. Selys thought Erin had said she had done it at least once, but maybeshed had a bad experience. The Drake shook her head.

It was natural. Why was everyone so hung up on it? But thenthis was the perspective of someone who had grown up with a former adventurer for a parental figure. Tekshiadidnt have the same views as some Drakes her age. And Drassi was everyones friend.

Maybe it really was different for Humans? But then, that was the nature of carnality. Some people took to it more than others, and others saw it as deviant, or special, orawkward. But it definitely happened. Even if people didnt always talk about it.

So what was the problem?

-

Sex. Ulvama brushed a sweaty strand of hair off her face. She was having sex.

Intercourse, mating, procreationshe straddled a sweaty Hobgoblin and grinned in the dim lighting of the hut. Raidpear, Hobgoblin, member of the Redfang Tribe, and a member of the Solstice Goblin group within the lands of the Unseen Empire, grunted. Ulvama grinned down at him and increased her tempo.

Good? Good?

Her voice was teasing, challenging, even. Which meant Raidpear metaphorically and physically stiffened at the taunt.

Fine.

He grunted. The two were engaged in copulation, another good word. And both were enjoying themselves. Ulvama slowed and squeezedthe Hobgoblin groaned and the [Shaman] smiled.

She enjoyed what she did. And to Ulvama, her job, her class, and position as [Shaman] necessitated having sex. She had explained it to Pebblesnatch, once.

Sex was power. It was influence, and it was necessary. That was why Ulvama had actively sought out and formed a relationship with the strongest Goblin among the Solstice Tribe. The [Shaman] might have gone after Leafarmor, the female Hob, but it was also her opinion that males were easier.

Abruptly, the [Shaman] switched positions. She leaned down, so the twos faces were close. The intimacy made Raidpear shudder. And the [Shaman] fed off both the pleasure, the controland the magic. Her painted tattoos glowed in the darkness. She was enjoying herself, butshe didnt like Raidpear.

Or rather, she enjoyed his company. She certainly enjoyed this, and she had few objections to Raidpear as a fellow Goblin.

But that was the extent of Ulvamas emotions. Sex was a type of currency to her, a give and take. It was not like that for everyone.

Raidpear probably understood that, or guessed on some level their relationship wasnt born of mutual attraction. But he was a Redfang, and casual dalliance came easily to their tribe, who lived and died with each battle. It was a good position for Ulvama; he wouldnt grow touchy if she ended things.

Stillshe was using her knowledge to manipulate him. Like taunting the Redfang; their tribe didnt like losing, or running away from a challenge.

Now? Now?

She laughed as she methodically moved. Raidpear gritted his teeth.

No.

It was a contest. But the [Shaman] had already won, no matter who beat the other in this match. IndeedUlvama threw back her head, and Raidpear finally released. The two panted. And the Hobgoblin Redfang looked triumphant. Ulvama laughed. Her crimson eyes flashed as she embraced him, not without affection.

Again?

Her fingers moved as she whispered a little spell. Raidpear made a deep sound in his throat. Instantly, he rose to action, and stared at Ulvama. She got off him and moved down the cot, gliding downwards. The two Hobs were caught up in each other. Raidpear hissed

And then they both saw the flash of light as one of the watching Goblins shifted in the tents opening. Ulvama and Raidpear whirled. They saw about ten younger Goblins, six male, four female, all staring at them.

Young Goblins. Cave Goblins, some of the Mountain City Tribe, the Flooded Plainsno Redfangs, but they were a small groupall staring at the two. They paused as Ulvamas eyes narrowed.

Out!

Raidpear roared. The Goblins started. Ulvama was faster. The [Shaman] leaned down, snatched up some of the soil at the bottom of the primitive hut, and blew the handful at the voyeurs.

The dust and grit swirled at the young Goblins. They shouted in pain as it covered their skin and stung, burning and itching. They fled, and Ulvama glared.

Stupid young Goblins.

She grumbled, and Raidpear laughed. The humor broke the moment of intense passion Ulvama was going for, and the [Shaman] was put out. But that didnt stop them.

Indeed, they were so noisy at times that one night, Pebblesnatch had run in with a bucket of water and thrown it at them. But Goblins had sex. That was what they did. In factthey were pretty good at it. And Ulvama, a self-styled master, bared her teeth in the shadowed hut.

A few Goblins peeked back inside as she got to work re-establishing the mood. They were hit by Raidpears codpiece.

-

Sex. There were masters of it. Some used it as recreation, others for a goalsome to manipulate, seeking intimacy. It was only all-consuming for some, but it was interesting how it factored into peoples lives. It could be as significant as a full nights sleep in changing how a day went. Wellthe two didnt always go hand in hand.

But it mattered. And yesto some more than others.

I want to have sex! I want to have sex! I swear, Im going to lock your muscles down if we dont have sex!

A voice shouted in Geneva Scalas head. The [Doctor], the battlefield surgeon, the woman known to some as the Last Light of Baleros, hope of the dying [Soldiers] everywhere, paused.

Okasha.

I dont care what you say! We havent had it once! I have needs! Im not like you! I cant control the body unless youre asleep and you have to rest and Im

There was a sob from inside Genevas head. Well, rather, Okasha was projecting her tiny voice directly into Genevas eardrums. But it felt like it was literally inside her head.

Im sorry, okay? But its frustrating. I feel like a prisoner.

Imsorry.

The [Doctor] paused. She was in her personal quarters, in the United Nations headquarters. And she was preparing her field-kit, her bag of medicines, experimental poultices, surgical tools, and so on.

She was about to make a house call. But the [Doctor], one of the people from Earth in Baleros, the continent of mercenaries, and war, was more extraordinary than even the other members of the United Nations company, designed to find and protect people from their world.

She had a secret. And that was that Geneva Scala was paralyzed. Or she should be. A long while ago, a few months now, she had been struck by a mace. Her spine had beenshattered.

A terrible blow. Not just one you could hope to repair either; the blow had done more damage than Geneva could calculate; shed inspected the wound with a mirror and Okashas help, but she suspected that even in her world, she might have been paralyzed but for the most experimental and cutting edge medical technologies.

She would have been helpless. ButOkasha had saved her. The Selphid, a member of the parasitic species that could control bodies nervous systems had entered Genevas body with her permission. And the two had become something new.

A Selphid living in a living body. Something anathema to the entire world. With Okasha, Geneva could move. And not only thatthe two could work together. Okasha could even boost Genevas body past its limits. And because Geneva was alive, she could heal damage done, even use her Skills while Okasha used hers.

They were two souls and one body. But they were not alike. Geneva had gotten used to her roommate. They had their quarrels, but Okasha had given up much to be Genevas shadow.

Stillwhen differences emerged, they could be tricky. And at the momentOkasha was vocally unhappy.

Im frustrated. I know you are, no matter how much you try to hide it.

Im not

Geneva opened her mouth, and closed it. It was hard to argue with someone in your nervous system.

I could tell yesterday. You were aroused right after dinner! But you never do anything. You just drink and work and drink and work and drink and then you work some more! You dont stop!

We are dealing with a crisis, Okasha. There is a plague beginning in Baleros. And it will spread.

The [Doctor] was tired. She had indeed been working all day and night. She snapped at Okasha.

The Yellow Rivers disease is growing in infectious cases and no one but you, me, and the United Nations company is taking it seriously. People do not want to talk about itand there is no cure!

Its gross. Im used to bodies, but I dont know how you can touch them

Geneva grimaced. The Yellow Rivers infection, which was a sexually-transmitted disease, was indeednasty. Even by the standards of someone in the medical field. And they were used to a lot of horrible things the body could do. But the yellow pus and the open wound the infection caused in the genital regions that spread so quickly along with the smell

It was a good thing that Okasha could stem Genevas gag reflex, and keep her from vomiting. Because even Aiko and the other aspiring [Nurses] and [Doctors] that Geneva had added to her clinic had trouble tending to the patients. But Geneva Scala was tackling the patientsand she had over a hundred of them since the original two had appeared in Quallet Marshhands company.

The [Doctor] knew it was going to get worse. But shed been up forwell, only thirty-two hours. She said as much and Okasha shouted in her head.

You drink stamina potions like water! Its not healthy! Im the one making sure your organs are working! If it wasnt for me, your lower intestine would be gone!

And Im grateful, really. But Okasha, I have to keep working. If I dont

People die, Hippocratic Oath, Im Geneva Scala, Last Light of Baleros. If I dont do something, no one will. Blah, blah! Ive heard it!

The Italian [Doctor] winced. She didnt sound like

Im sorry. But I dont have any tools from my world, or antibiotics or medicine. So I have to work myself hard. We can sleep after this.

And have sex.

Okasha. Have you not seen the Yellow Rivers infection? This isnt the time for

Wear a condom! You made them and they work! You can spot the infection! Wear one! Find someone! I know you like some of the people around you! Orwe can go to your room, and

No.

Geneva, I am going to throw your body at the nearest breathing person if I dont get something to have fun with.

The [Doctor] grimly considered the Selphids threat. Okasha could and would override Genevas nervous systems in dire situations, but this sounded like a threat. And Genevas understanding of the Selphid suggested that Okasha might actually be at risk of breaking down.

Okay. Ill look into it.

Really? You promise? Swear?

Okasha raised Genevas right arm, which she often got to control. Geneva saw and felt her right hand extend a pinky.

It was odd, pinky-swearing with herself. The [Doctor] sighed, already regretting it. How was she going to?

Well, there were no shortage of male Humans from Earth in the United Nations companyor in the city they were in, Talenqual. But Geneva did not want to proposition sayDawson, and deal with the consequences. It would be like, well, sleeping with someone in your company. And that led to problems.

Ideally, shed have asked someone likeKen. Or Luan, if he wasnt married. Someone who could be discreet and whom it wasnt risky to deal with. But Ken was involved with that Lizardwomanor had they broken up?

The United Nations company was certainly not celibate, by and large. And many relationships occurred outside of the group, because of the friction it caused when couples formed or broke up. But it was mostly casual, and Geneva thought it was positive as long as everyone wore protection, which shed lectured them at length about. With visual aids on the Yellow Rivers issue.

She was reluctant to call it an epidemic yet, or a pandemic, but Geneva Scala fearedthat this disease was magical in nature. If soit could become a worldwide issue quickly.

But no one was listening. No one with the power to change things. Maybe her scheduled visit to the Academy with the Titan of Baleros? Genevas head hurt.

So much to do. Where was she? Oh yes. Sex. She had to have sex with someone. Geneva tried to remember her days in medical school. Shed hooked up. Although when you were thrown into the fire and you were working all daythat sometimes killed your sex drive. But she remembered enjoying it.

It hadnt been a concern since shed come to this world. Since shed become a [Doctor] and measured her days in lives saved and lost. Geneva supposed shed just have to do it to keep Okasha from going insane. It had to be hard, being her.

Sonot Ken. And Geneva wasnt keen on a female partner. Not her wheelhouse. That would have left Daly usually. But

Daly and his bombs. Geneva felt a flash of fury. Her breathing quickened and she nearly dropped the experimental disinfectant.

Careful!

Okasha spoke with Genevas mouth. She caught the vial with the [Rogue]s agility. And Geneva felt her fury abate, almost magically.

Im making you calm. Calm, Geneva! Be happy! Think about sex!

Not with Daly.

Geneva muttered, but Okasha was manipulating her brain, releasing endorphins, getting rid of the adrenaline spike. It sometimes frightened Geneva, how casually the Selphid could do that. But Okasha respected boundaries. If not, she wouldnt be begging to have sex. Orwas she manipulating Geneva on a deeper level?

No, dont think of that. Think ofsex. Geneva sighed.

Ill find someone. Tonight, Okasha. Stop flooding my system.

The building sense of arousal vanished.

Sorry.

Ill ask about it. Ironically, were going to a good place to ask.

Geneva Scala sighed. Okasha paused.

I slept through part of your day. What was it again?

The [Doctor] grimly hefted her field bag.

Were paying a visit to the brothel. The owner wants to make sure her clients and her workers arent infected.

Oh. Ew.

-

It was everywhere. Sex! The urges of copulation! Like a disease!

Honestly, it was. But if it wasnt focused on all the timeit occurred. As rarely as a period? More often? Less? It did vary. But sometimes, when it did occurit could change everything.

In an inn, a half-Elf was considering just how it would change her teams dynamics. Butit was time. Her skin glistened with her bath water. She had a fragrance on. Andshe was nervous?

She knew who was going to come through that door. This wasnt her room. But shed walked into it, fresh from her bath, and she was ready to make a mistake. If it was a mistake. Probably? Yes? No?

She was a bitintoxicated. But the half-Elf was ready. Dead gods, she was. So she prepared as she heard the heavy steps coming down the hallway, pausing, leaving the clamor in the common room behind.

The half-Elf lowered her half-naked form over the inns bedspread. After a moment, she lay on her front, tugging the towel up to just cover her breasts. She adopted a languorous, sensual pose and faced towards the door. A subtle fragrance hung in the air that shed worked on for ten minutes to get just right.

The air was hot. Expectant. And the glimmer of sweat on the half-Elfs skin wasilluminatingin the half-shaded room. As the door opened and the half-Elf [Mage] looked up, a soft, lilting tune began to play, almost unheard.

The scene was set. Falene Skystrall looked up as the footsteps paused outside of the door and

Hey, half-Elf! Ylawes is drunk. He said you wanted to talk. Mind if I dump

Dawil kicked the door open. The Dwarf paused and stared as Falene blinked up from her sensual pose on the bed. He had Ylawes over one shoulder; the groaning [Knight]s head was in danger of hitting the floor.

He stared at Falene. She stared back. The half-Elf immediately reached for her towel and covered her breasts. Dawils jaw worked as the Dwarf and member of the Silver Swords stared at his companion.

Uh.

Get out.

Dawil paused, and then his face broke into a huge grin. He laughed at Falene as she tried to cover herself up; Ylawes was barely conscious as he stumbled over to the bed.

You pervert! Hes only a boy! Barely twenty seven!

Get out!

The Dwarf roared with laughter as Falene raised her arms. He ran for it, still shouting with laughter.

Poor lad cant even catch a break with a grandmother thrice his age after him! Hah! Hey! No [Fireball]!No

-

Soyoure telling me its natural for two girls tohave sex?

Fierre looked at Ryoka. The young woman shifted uncomfortably. They were sitting in Fierres office. The desk lay between them. Ryoka had suggested it because it beat her room, which would invariably lead to them sharing a bed.

But shed brought it up because no one in this world besidespeople from Earth really knew about sexuality. At all. Maybe they existedno, Ryoka suspected they surely did. But they were in a pre-acceptance era, and that was compared to Earth. Pre-understanding, even.

Yeah. Soits normal. Just a different perspective. Some girls like guys. Some guys like guys. Some girls are actually guys and they were all along. ItsIm going to use some terminology here, so its complex, okay, Fierre? But the point is

Ryoka trailed off. She looked at Fierre. And she paused.

It wasan awkward scene. Fierre was leaning over the desk. And she was looking at Ryoka like a piece of meat. And blood. Which was, to Vampires, pretty damn amorously.

But did she like Ryoka? Did Ryoka like girls? Well, the answer was depends, both ways. Ryoka had had these moments with Fierre before. And the young woman thought it was a mix of things.

It could be interest. Or that the two were the only two who shared Fierres secret, that Ryoka liked immortals and Fierre wanted to drink blood, and that the two understood each other and they were alone. And Fierre could be charming Ryoka with her eyes.

But she probably didnt need to. And Ryokathought of Belavierr. Of the [Witches]. And she opened her eyes. And her tone was steady.

Its about being okay, Fierre. With who you are. Nothings wrong about any way you are.

She met the Vampires eyes. And some of the ardor behind the red irises faded. Some of the teasing, too. Fierre sat back and nodded.

Tell me. You said the Lord of the Dance waswhat was it? Homosexual?

Or gay. Terminology, again. Homosexual is the term used to describe feelings of sexual attraction to ones own gender. But he could also be straight, or heterosexual, but just open to dancing with other guys. Which Ill grant you, is odd in Terandria

Fierre was making notes. The informant and letter opener and information broker was at least good at understanding new things.

Very odd in Terandria. But go on.

I dont want to assume. But lets start with terms. Theres homosexuality, heterosexuality, bisexuality, as three broad concepts. But its not one thing or another. It varies. And theres the concept of transgender people, people who enjoy cross-dressing sexuality as a spectrum

The young woman wanted to talk about this righteven though she wasnt an expert. And it wasimportant information. Fierres eyes glittered with the pleasure of acquiring new and valuable information. But she also was looking at Ryokas

Throat. Which was about as uncomfortable as a guy staring at her breasts, when you got down to it. Different purposes, but the same general intent. Both wanted to put something in youalthough Fierre also wanted to take something out too. The Vampire girl paused.

What was it when two girls liked each other? Did you sayhomosexual applies?

Yes. Well, there are other terms. It could be bisexuality, curiositythe colloquial term is lesbianor gay as a catch-all

And how would twogirlsmake love? I mean, the partswell, I guess there are ways. Do you know about that too?

Ryoka paused. She stared at Fierre.

Well, yeah. We can get into that.

She hesitated. She had a definite feeling that this moment, thisintimate scene with the two in the locked, secure, you couldnt break in with a small army if you tried or hear what goes on in there room, might escalate.

And Ryoka could have run at any moment if she wanted to, or shut it down. But did she want to?

She had needs. And FierreRyoka needed a new term for someone who had an immortal fetish. Immortaphilia. But then againwhy did they have to be so stupidly sexy?

Vampire teeth. Ryoka didnt know if she wanted this. But she was pretty sure she was staying because she was uncertain. She paused.

Lets go over from the top. From a biological perspective

-

Fierre was not the only person asking about sex that day. Nor was Ryoka the only one giving out an explanation. But hers was willingly. Others found the task of explaining the birds and the bees and the way they had intercourse especially if they were kinky, anawkward task.

Master, what is sex?

Azkerash, the Necromancer, master of the undead, and former Archmage of Wistram, looked up. Bea was sitting in front of him, as was her wont. When he allowed it, his Chosen hung about him, like flies attracted to rotting meat.

Although, it was notable, Bea was never surrounded by flies. Or by the living, for long. She had recently been out on one of his assignments, and she had come back with this question on her lips.

Sex?

Yes, Master.

Azkerash didnt blink, or hesitate, as many a parent would when faced with the question. He had created Bea, but he was a rational [Mage], and he had stripped out lesser emotions long ago.

A biological imperative that allows for reproduction and entertainment of sorts. It takes many forms. If some try to accost you, fulfill your roles as I have taught you.

Bea nodded. That was easy. She could, like Venitra, and Kerash and Ijvani, blend into society at a moments notice. She could even simulate sexuntil her partner expired. That wasnt the question.

But master, why do people want to do it?

Entertainment, Bea. Is this necessary? You know many biological functions of the living are incomprehensible to you.

Miffed, but amused, Azkerash moved a strand of Beas hair. She smiled, leaning into the gesture. And she was more like a child than the womans body she possessed in that moment. Part child, part creation, part undead.

Her eyes glowed faintly in the half lightAzkerash was studying a bidding war over Saliss Youth Potion, a rare item that went on the market and always precipitated a huge bidding battle. He was half of a mind to buy it. It was useless to him, butAzkerash well understood the allure to many.

Bea watched her creator for a second. Then she had to go on.

But master, do you want to have sex with me? I heard [Necromancers] do that. And sometimes, [Golem Artificers]. Is that true?

Zelkyr believed in creating perfection that it might serve him. Adorn him. And yes, he believed in creating what he desired. I never did. You were never made for that. Never.

Because you dont want to?

Azkerash nodded. And his dark eyes and white pupils were tired.

I left it behind with my life, Bea. But Zelkyr believed in creating one who would love him as no other had in this world, before or since. Was it wrong? Did he make a [Slave] dressed in stone, or did they love him beyond what he had simply made them to be? I asked Cognita, once. And she told me it was love that bound her as much as spell. But I do not know where the answer lay. Zelkyr loved his three most perfect creations, and he loved magic and craft more than any woman.

Because they were better at it?

The question made Azkerash smile. Another, living man might have guffawed. It was fleeting, but he did smile.

Perhaps. But regardless, he and I differed. His creations loved him and he experienced the pleasures of flesh. But Beathey withered on him. In time, he began to hunger for something more than fleeting joy. He looked at his wondrous creations, beheld their flaws as they withered, and one wasbroken.

In Rhir.

The Necromancer paused.

Yes. He and I beheldour imperfections. And thereafter, Zelkyr forsook love. He pursued something greater than Truestone, the height of his creation. He and I. But the difference is, I never had his desires.

But you loved. Do you not love us?

Bea looked upset. Azkerash bent and kissed her on the forehead again, as he did sometimes. But never on the lips, which Bea knew now wasdifferent.

Never. Can I love something I know too completely, Bea? I love you like part of myself. But can I love that in a carnal way?

Bea opened her mouth. Azkerash put a finger to her lips.

I do not wish an answer. Let us understand only this.

He closed his eyes, and paused a moment. Part of his fragmented mind came together, for an answer.

Love is painful, Bea. I found immortality. My old friendI do not think he did. I do not think so. And he and I both found love a painful thing, even though one of us trusted to the love we found in others, and another to the love he fashioned, that was eternal. It is not something I need now, grasping immortality. Part of it is simply biological and I

He touched his body and Bea understood.

Yes, master. Butthe woman I killed said it was more than that.

Oh yes. More, so much you do not need to know, Bea. Sex is not love. But one goes hand in hand with the other. I loved a woman like no other. And she died.

Bea went still. Azkerash looked at her face and she remembered a sight she was not supposed to see.

Do you miss her, Master?

When I think of her, yes. But it would be poorer to forget, even after a centurys passing.

And he looked at her face. Bea bowed her head, afraid to ask more.

Azkerash sighed.

Ijvani is coming soon. And she has brought agift. Come, Bea. Talk no more of sex.

Yes, Master. I have only one question, please?

Ask.

Why do some people prefer to use this instead of this when we have sex? Or sometimes, they ask to touch my feet, or

She lifted up her clothing. Azkerash stared at her. After a second, he pointed.

Bea blinked, felt a slight pop, and appeared outside the castle. Venitra and Kerash started and looked at her.

Well?

The bone woman, Venitra, demanded. Bea turned.

He didnt explain about the other bit. I think we should just kill them before they get to that part.

Oh. Did he ask what the difference in gender meant? Or why the Drakes and Humans are so secretive when its the same one?

He did not. But apparently, Golems do it better.

Huh.

-

Some people were indeed better at understanding sex, whether it was from the viewpoint of science, or a practiced expert. But there were also the young.

And the purely ignorant. There were some people for whom sexdid not apply.

Rebellion was fomenting in the Hive of the Free Antinium. The rule of Revalantor Klbkch was in jeopardy.

The Antinium had seen the light of Heaven. But alsothey had heard of a new way. An Antinium had left the Hive. Bird was gone. And he had chosen that.

The law of the Antinium was being threatened, at a time when the other Hives were finally connected to it and beginning to mingle. Even now, representatives from the other Hives were making the long, long journey towards Liscor. For Bird, again.

But this was not about Bird today. Bird had been unbanned from hunting birds and had brought the old reign of terror back to the skies of Liscor. Rather, it was another Antinium who had business with sex.

And business with the business of excretion. Yellow Splatters carefully wiped his excrement away with his hand. And if it was gross and vulgar to do thatwell, people did it and it didnt waste toilet paper. And toilet paper was a waste of resources.

He carefully wiped his hand after that, removing any filth in the sand. Then, Yellow Splatters left the excretion cubicle along with many Soldiers and Workers doing the same. They stared at him as he left, awed, perhaps, that Yellow Splatters, the [Sergeant], the Soldier who spoke, excreted just like they did.

Antinium used their version of septic tanks, which were regularly cleaned. Well, theirs were just chambers in the earth that waste ran into. And it was useful and thus used as fertilizer and composting. Mostly to grow mushrooms, which became food again.

It was an easy process, by and large. Antinium had very efficient bodies, so their waste wasnt that egregious. Yellow Splatters had heardstories. He was grateful for efficient bowel movements, and headed back to the barracks where the Painted Antinium were gathered.

Yellow Splatters produced waste every two or three days, sooner if he went into battle. He never talked about it. But it happened. Sometimes natural occurrences werent talked about.

Like excretion. But on the other handsometimes such discussions were unique indeed. As Yellow Splatters entered the barracks and returned to his seat, Belgrade approached him. The [Tactician] looked unusually upset today.

Belgrade. How can I help you today?

Yellow Splatters used the greeting hed learned from Pawn. The [Tactician] stopped next to the [Sergeant] as Yellow Splatters fondly cast his eyes over the barracks. His home for his people. Pawn was not there; he was going out, to visit the inn as he often did to speak with Lyonette. But the Painted Antinium were there, practicing, reading, sleeping

Living. Yellow Splatters would do anything to protect that. And his people knew their deaths were not in vain. There was a Heaven. He waited as Belgrade collected his thoughts. Then the Antinium Worker spoke.

Sex.

Yellow Splatters turned.

What?

Belgrade looked at him, as seriously as could be.

Sex. This is an issue I feel I must bring up among the Painted Soldiers, Yellow Splatters. Now that there is an issue of it occurring, this is something I wish to curtail.

The [Sergeant] paused. He was, besides Klbkch and the Grand Queen, the leader of all the Antinium in times of emergency. His level of command was matched only by Anand, who Klbkch had nominated as a secondary commander if both leaders were incapacitated. Indeed, their duality was even similar to Klbkch and the Grand Queens. One lead from the front, the other behind.

And yet, with all of his planning and his knowledge of the worldsex was not one of the challenges Yellow Splatters had faced. Until now. He stared at Belgrade.

Go on.

Sex. The possibility of it has arisen. I have studied other species habits as a hobby, and I believe we are in danger of it.

The Antinium [Trapsetter Tactician] was unusually nervous as he nodded to Yellow Splatters. The Soldier just stared at him.

Why?

Sex occurs between males and females. It requires both genders to occur, according to the people I have bought drinks for in The Wandering Inn. It is also pleasurable, and, a means towards pregnancy and birthing.

Which are?

A period of increasing incapacitation in which another life form is incubated inside the females body until it is birthed, thereby increasing the population count. It is, apparently, the other species way of reproduction.

As opposed to birthing pods?

Yes. Inefficient, but that is other species. But the incapacitation takes months of time, in which the female is apparently increasingly burdened by the strain of reproduction. I fear very much that this is going to occur in the Hive.

Itdid sound like a problem. Yellow Splatters was hazy on sex, and pregnancy, and the pleasurable aspect of it, but incapacitation didnt sound good. He nodded.

How can we alleviate this crisis?

By forbidding sex. You must instruct your Soldiers and Workers not to have sex. I would like to get Pawns approval on this decision myself. I understand it is recreational, and if Miss Solstice insists, I will change my opinions, but I do not think the benefits, even for reproduction in this inefficient manner, outweigh the negatives. Do you agree?

The [Sergeant] was nodding. Absolutely. Then he paused.

Wait. You believe the Workers and Soldiers will have sex?

Yes.

With whom?

That was Yellow Splatters for you. Whom, not who. Grammatical and precise, even in the face of unexpected sexual intercourse. Belgrade stared at him.

With your female Soldiers, of course. Now that you have both genders, it is a given.

He stated this as fact. Yellow Splatters paused.

Female Soldiers?

Yes! Chesacre and Thaina! The two who survived the Dungeon sortie.

Yellow Splatter paused. Heremembered that. Klbkch had determined that there was a surplus of Soldiers and Workers and had ordered thousands into the dungeon. Toreduce both sides numbers. Two had survived, by a miracle. Saved from Facestealer by a skeleton, of all things.

Yes. But that is just their names.

They are female names.

Belgrade was agitated. Yellow Splatters didnt follow.

But they are just names.

But they are female names, Yellow Splatters. Chesacre and Thaina have informed me they are.

That threw Yellow Splatters for a loop. He looked around and found the two Soldiers, who were sitting and reading books together. They were inseparable; they were the only two survivors, after all. They had been found, dancing among the slaughter.

A miracle, like the ones Pawn prayed for. Yellow Splatters felt for the two; he had even determined to make sure they were never put in that situation again. But they had not taken on a set paint yet; they were thinking of whom they would be. Andhe could admit they had different names than most Soldiers.

Butfemale? Yellow Splatters felt the need to clarify.

Names do not define gender. Do they?

Chesacre and Thaina inform me they are female. Why would I doubt their sendings?

Belgrade gave Yellow Splatters a blank look. Of course, other Soldiers did not speak, but they had adopted their own sign languagelearned from Mrsha and made up themselvesand they could communicate in amental way. It was something Yellow Splatters felt himself. The [Sergeant] had to disagree, though.

But Soldiers are neither male nor female, Belgrade. We are.

You do not identify as male?

No. Why would I?

I do. My name is masculine. So is Pawns. They are based on the greatest chess players of Erins world. Well, except Pawns. But he thinks he is male.

Surely it is not a choice?

It is. And I am concerned about the possibility of female pregnancies! What is so hard to understand?

Belgrade was growing increasingly agitated. Babies could appear out of nowhere! And, apparently, you had to feed them sweets, take care of them, make sure they didnt work too hardtwo would be fine, but many? He was worried.

Yellow Splatters on the other hand had a bit more insight than Belgrade in one area. Slowly, he leaned forwards.

Belgrade.

Yes?

I believe you misunderstand one thing about gender.

Which is?

Biologically, I believe gender is determined on genitalia.

What? Why would that be the case?

Isnt there a difference?

Belgrade had to think about this.

And if there is?

We should at least make sure the biological risk of pregnancy is tied to genitalia, correct?

Belgrade thought about this.

Yes. I suppose that would be a contributing factor towards pregnancies. I didnt actually ask how the sex entailed; no one would accept my offer to pay to observe this.

The [Sergeant] nodded slowly.

Then, let us assume pregnancy does depend on that aspect.

Yes. And?

Slowly, the [Sergeant] pointed at his loincloth. He removed it, casually.

Not all the Antinium wore loincloths. Indeed, only the ones who went above did. Most of them didnt wear clothing at all; it wasnt needed. But other species made a fuss and it was the rules, so the Antinium obeyed. But now, Yellow Splatters removed his clothing, such as it was. Belgrade stared down at his groin.

Yes?

I do not believe we have either markings of male or female.

Really? Are you sure?

Belgrade inspected the smooth chitin. Yellow Splatters nodded carefully.

We have a disposal valve.

That takes place in sex. But I will admitI dont see the other two parts I was instructed to look for. And the disposal orifice is apparently only for advanced experts in sex.

Really? Why would you use that area?

They didnt really say. Thenis pregnancy not a danger to the Antinium?

Belgrade relaxed. Yellow Splatters nodded.

Evidently not.

But Chesacre and Thaina informed me they are female.

Then they are. What is the problem with that? I think it is a good tool to further differentiate Antinium.

The two looked at each other. Belgrade nodded.

Indeed. Perhaps other Antinium are female. Fascinating. Is Klbkch female? The Grand Queen?

They thought about this.

Klbkch is probably male. And the Grand Queen female.

Biologically, I understand she is. And that Klbkchs original gender was male.

With genitalia?

I did not ask him. Would you like to ask?

No. But how do you know so much about this, Yellow Splatters? I had considered myself an authority, even if Miss Erin will not explain the rest to me until I am older.

Belgrade looked at Yellow Splatters, impressed. The [Sergeant] paused, and for the first time, was truly uncomfortable.

I should not say.

Why? Is it something Klbkch has told you?

No

Then why is it not permissible to speak?

Belgrade looked at Yellow Splatters with the innocent inquisition of someone who really didnt know. And Yellow Splatters paused only for a moment, because the Antinium outside of Klbkch and the Grand Queen really didnt keep secrets from one another. It was just an instinct that made him hesitate.

Well, I have received all this information secondhand. From Pawn. He, I understand, has talked about sex with Lyonette. She tells him many things. And he has seen female genitalia.

Really?

Yes. And she hugs him and they sit in her room.

Yellow Splatters realized he was talking in a vacuum. Every other Antinium in the room had turned to stare at him. The [Sergeant] paused, and for once, understood the word gossip. But it was too late. Belgrade scooted forwards.

He did not tell me this. Tell me more.

Iunderstand massages are involved. And hand-holding. But Pawn would know more. Ithink it would be wise to be silent, now.

What are massages?

It was a question that would begin a very eventful little day in The Wandering Inn in earnest.

-

Your meal, sir.

Garry the [Chef] sat in an outdoor caf, waiting for his order. When it came, he stared at the glistening pasta, seasoned with white alfredo sauce and herbs with delight. The Gnoll [Waitress] bowed slightly, stared at him, and saw the Antinium pick up his fork.

Thank you very much, Miss. I am very happy to partake of it. Do I tip you now? Erin told me it is very important to tip people.

No, that comes later. If you would like. Ersir.

The Antinium Worker nodded. He picked up the knife and fork and carefully collected some noodles. He was on holiday. He had gotten histhird holiday ever. The Free Queen had given him money, and let Garry go to the city.

Normally, Garry would go straight to The Wandering Inn, but today he wanted to beadventurous. So here he was, in an outdoor caf, a ritzy one, eating good food to expand his own repertoire of recipes.

Garry could eat pasta. He could eat gluten, come to that, because he was a [Chef]. And any decent [Chef] learned a Skill to internalize any foodor make any food he served or ate tolerable.

It was Garrys new Skill[Non-Allergen Cooking]. And he wanted to be the first one to serve his fellow Antinium pasta. And bread! All the bread they could eat.

So Garry, with great anticipation, took a bite of his pasta-salad paired with some fine bread and wine. It was a fancy dish, and all the other posh diners were staring out of the corner of their eyes at the Antinium Worker sitting in their midst.

The Worker chewed happilyfor two seconds. Thenhis mandibles opened. He put down his fork.

I am very sorry to say this, Miss Waitress, but I fear the pasta is rotten. You may wish to inform the [Chef].

Instantly, the other diners in the restaurant spat out their food. The Gnoll waitress looked horrified.

Are you sure, sir?

Absolutely.

Garry pointed at his bite of pasta.

This cheese is sour. I believe it has been expired, which is not a flaw in my cooking, but in this restaurant

Instantly, the diners relaxed. There was a laugh that ran around the tables. The [Waitress] laughed too, relieved.

Oh, no! Thats the meal, sir.

Garry stared at the Gnoll.

But this cheese is sour. Therefore, it is rotten.

Sour cheese is a delicacy. Mister, uh, Garry. You pair it with the proper foods.

The Gnoll [Waitress] explained patiently. Garry stared at her. Slowly, he tasted the cheese, and the delicate mix of vegetables with the sauce. And then the wine.

Oh. I see. I retract my comments.

Is it to your liking, sir?

It is very flavorful.

Garry was truthful. And it was. It was good cooking. Sour cheese was awful, horrendous if eaten on its own, but that was why you mixed it with other food. You created an experience with some wine, other mixes of flavor

There was just one problem. Garry finished his plate of course, he always finished his plate. And he tipped the Gnoll [Waitress] well enough to make her smile and thank him profusely. But he looked at the gold coins he put on the table.

It was okay. But could you make this for a thousand Soldiers and Workers? Or one hungry Free Queen? Garry walked away from the caf, not in as good a mood as when hed sat down.

He thought about the money he had spent, that his Queen had given him. That he could have bought nice things with, for the other Workers and Soldiers. And Garry felt bad and didnt like the sour, expensive dish.

His head hung low, Garry decided not to go to the next restaurant. He could have bought so much food for his fellow Antinium. What was the purpose of a fancy meal only one person could eat? It went against his ideals as a [Chef].

Andspeak of them alreadyGarry looked up with surprise as he saw more Antinium headed towards him.

Garry! Garry, we must sequester your aid. It is an emergency!

Belgrade waved his arms, all four of them as he shouted. He was accompanied by Anand and Yellow Splatters. Garry stared.

It was not unusual to see his fellow Antiniumwell, it was since Garry was so often attending to the Free Queen. But it was astonishing to see them above in Liscor today.

Belgrade, Anand, Yellow Splatters. What are you doing? The Hive is supposed to be closed.

Revalantor Klbkch had forbidden any of the Painted Antinium from going above after the Bird incidents. He hadnot been happy about Bird.

Only the Free Queen had overridden his restrictions to give Garry the day off. But the other Antinium were either having an emergencyor defying Klbkchs orders.

Unthinkable. But something impelled the Antinium upwards. And that thing was

Sex?

Garry stared at Belgrade. The Worker nodded.

Apparently, sex is something other species have. Butand this is my opinion which Anand and Yellow Splatters do not shareI believe sex can lead to unwanted phenomena such as pregnancy!

What is that?

Something that happens between males and females. Which Antinium are not.

Chesacre and Thaina say

They are not female.

They say they are. I believe them.

Yellow Splatters arms were folded. Anand looked between Belgrade and Yellow Splatters.

This is why we are here, Garry. The matter must not wait. If Belgrade is rightall the Antinium could become pregnant. That might make Revalantor Klbkch angry indeed.

His antennae were flailing with his anxiety. Garry was stunned. All of thempregnant? He hadnt thought about it.

How?

We dont know! We have come above to find out! It could be triggered by sexual intercourse, whatever that is. Maybemassages? Or hugging? Hand holding? These are all displays of intimacy!

Hugging? Hand holding?

The Antinium looked at each other. This was indeed serious. Serious enough to disobey Klbkch over, even. Garry thought about the food hed eaten. And he was ashamed. He straightened, and put his hand on his purse.

I see. This matter concerns the Hive. In that case, you have my support. Was Revalantor Klbkch informed?

Wethought it best not to tell him. He need not know about this.

The other Antinium looked at each other. And rebellion was born of that carnal passion which brought down even empire. Garry nodded.

In that case, friends, come. I have funds allocated to me by the Free Queen. Let us see if anyone will teach us the intricacies of sex. I only hope I have enough.

The Antinium nodded. Four now, they turned. The first person they saw was a Drake. They approached him at speed. Yellow Splatters stopped the Drake, who looked alarmed.

What is it? Raskghar? Oh dead gods, is it the moths again?

No, citizen. We merely seek information onsex.

We are willing to pay you for a demonstration. Or to partake of it with us.

Belgrade offered the Drake some coins. He stared at the four Antinium. And then he backed away slowly. And then turned to run. Belgrade turned to the other Antinium as the Drake fled, shouting for the Watch.

See? I told you. Handholding. We may already be pregnant.

-

When you got down to it, what was sex? It wasnt something you had to explain to anyone who had partaken, but even someone who thought they understood the concept could be surprised.

And surelyevery parent who had ever had that question pop up dreaded the conversation like nothing else. Because it meant their children would havesex. Or were at that age.

I meansex. Just fine when you had it yourself. No problems there? But a kid? And how did you explain it to them? Especially in a way that conveyedeverything?

Erin Solstice didnt know. But she thought she understood some of her parents pain over their conversations.

Sex! Sex! Seeeeeex!

A Gnoll cub raced past Erin on the floor, laughing and shouting the word. Erin covered her face with both hands. Ekirra and Mrsha were howling with laughter as they raced about, playing tag and as Ekirra shouted the word.

Hed learned another one at her inn. His playdates to The Wandering Inn were in jeopardy. But it wasnt her fault. Despairingly, Erin looked up.

At Relc, Senior Guardsman of the Watch. And his fourcriminals. Who had attempted to accost Liscors citizens for inappropriate acts.

Belgrade, Anand, Yellow Splatters, and Garry looked up at Erin apprehensively. They had been marched into Erins inn and the situation had been explained to her.

Relc had brought them. But the Drake was hardly putting them in chains. He and Drassi were leaning on the bar, laughing so hard they were close to puking. So were Selys and half the inn.

Sex? How did youwho told you about that?

I was informed of the dangers of pregnancy here, Erin.

Belgrade shook like a leaf, fearful of punishment. Erin wanted to hug him, but she had to fold her arms first.

Sex isyou cant go around and ask people for sex, guys!

Yeah, you have to be subtle. They were going up to strangershalf of them blokesand askingfor sexfor gold

Relc choked as he guffawed. He inhaled, came close to passing out as he laughed himself over the bars counter. Drassi tried to haul him up and fell over.

I do not see what is so funny. Sex is not a good thing. It can lead to pregnancy. Or have I been misinformed?

Belgrade looked anxious. But that was him. Anand was giving Erin a resigned lookhed clearly figured out this was a misunderstanding. Yellow Splatters arms were folded and he was looking uncertain. And Garryhe waved at Erin.

Hello, Erin. I am sorry to bother you on your day off. And to be arrested.

Erin spared a smile for the least-seen Worker.

Hi Garry, I am happy to see you. Butguys. What is with today and sex?

Its a sign, Erin.

Selys called out from her table. There were a lot of sniggers from around Erins inn. Not just from her regulars. Erin glowered around and saw Montressa and Beza trying not to snigger. Palt was smoking furiously and she knew he was hiding a smile.

Oi! Smoke!

Im venting it. See?

The [Smoker] pointed. The haze was streaming out an open window. Erin threw her hands up.

Alright, laugh! I dont think its funny!

Its hilarious, Erin. These four finally want to have sex and

Relc pulled himself over the bar. He laughed at Erin.

Who was gonna arrest em? Watch Captain Z just said to send them here. Its your problem.

She said that?

Erins look of chagrin made even Lyonette laugh. But the [Princess] was staring at the Antinium. At last, she came over.

Well, I suppose wed better tell them about sex, Erin. So this doesnt happen again. Pawn should be able to do it. Hes actually in the city.

What?

The other Antinium looked at Lyonette. She blinked.

Pawn. Hes in the city. Buying things. Umdidnt he tell you?

He said he was going above. Despite the restrictions Revalantor Klbkch placed?

Restrictions? Pawn said he had a special allowance.

The [Princess] looked astonished. Then her eyes narrowed.

Typical. WellI suppose he decided to lie.

She smiled about it for some reason. Erin stared at Lyonette.

I dont think we should encourage the Antinium to break rules, Lyonette.

Even if she was her own bad kid whod run away from home. Lyonette blinked at Erin, and then she blushed furiously.

Right. I meantwell, thats one thing. Before Pawn gets herewe do have to do some explaining. First off, Belgrade, no one is getting pregnant from hand-holding.

Hugging? Massages?

Lyonette turned beet red. Erin blinked at her and then at Belgrade. Her eyes slowly narrowed

No. Sex is totally different. Itswell, I might have to get a diagram.

I know! Its when a male and a female get in bed! And grunt a lot! And the bed gets wet, but its not pee! It happens all the time!

Ekirra raced over. Erin covered her eyes again.

Ekirra, dear, why dont you play in the garden with Visma? Shes helping beautify the pond.

The Drake was indeed putting shiny stones in the pond, or rather, choosing the shiny ones Numbtongue brought back from his expeditions and putting the ones she didnt want on the pond floor.

Why? It happens all the time.

All the time?

The Antinium stared as the little Gnoll nodded solemnly. So did Mrsha. Then they fell over each other, laughing. They were enjoying this. Erin was not.

Its serious! Ekirra, in the garden. You too, Mrsha!

They know about sex, Erin. I keep telling youIshkr, tell her.

The Gnoll [Waiter] paused as he swept the floor. He looked at Erin, and at Selys, who was waving him over into the discussion.

Im just working. Id like to keep working, please.

Ishkr retreated out of the conversation. Relc chortled.

Look, boys, its simple. Sex is where you take your thing, and you go like

It was amazing how with two hands he could break down sex into a single motion. One hand pointed, and two fingers made a circle andErin shouted.

Relc! Come on!

Can you give details, please?

Belgrade and Anand were taking furious notes. Relc was only too happy to, as were other members of the inn. Erin threw up her hands.

Perverts!

Erin, how else are they going to learn? Isnt it better for them to learn?

That reasonable question came from Selys. Erin hesitated. She looked at the Workers, who had gone over to a table with some of the guests willing to talk to them about sex. It was entertainment to the guests andwell, they did have to know.

I guess.

Erin subsided. She still felt embarrasseddoubly so when Ekirra leapt around singing about what hed seen.

Ekirra, dear.

Lyonettes voice was stern and made the little Gnoll pause, warily. Erin stared askance as he ducked his head and stopped laughing around.

Hey! That didnt work with me.

Because Im the mean, strict mother and person managing this inn. And youre the cool boss.

The [Princess] grinned at Erins expression. The young woman stared as Belgrade asked Ulevissia.

So youre sure that there is no pregnancy from any act other than inserting thewhat did you call it?

Penis.

Shaft.

Thing.

Second-spear? Mini-Relc?

These are a lot of terms. Are you sure they refer to the same organ?

Laughter from around the room. Even Erins lips twitched. It was sovulgar? Well, that or silly. And all the regulars had their own opinions.

Yes, and you should give someone a gift. You have to court someone before you can have sex, dear little Belgrade.

Ulevissia was telling the [Tactician]. Relc laughed.

Not if its a single night. Then, you only have to use one of your best pickup lines. Ill teach you a few. Okay, if theyre a Gnoll you say

More laughter as half of the crowd told Relc to stop giving bad advice. Erin shook her head. And then she heard someone cursing.

Lizard-faced harpy. Gifts? Thats how females suck you dry. You pay a days pay and what do they do?

That remark stood out to Erin in the crowd, as did the sour expression and what she senseddark anger. Erin turned.

Hey. Menolit. Do you have a problem?

The Drake [Veteran] stopped cursing Ulevissia under his breath. He glanced up, and then away from Erin.

Sorry, Miss Solstice.

Erin looked at the Drake [Mage]-[Tinkerer], but she hadnt heard anything. She went over to Menolits table, sensing his dark mood at Ulevissias comments.

Whats wrong? Most women dont need gifts, you know, Menolit.

She stared down at the Drake. She knew Menolit, and his upset expression andshe realized she was looking at his tail for signs of his mood. But most of his tail was gone, leaving only a stump.

The Drake [Veteran] noticed Erins glance. He bared his teeth.

Dont mind me. I was just going to tell those Antinium its not all about romance or how you do in bed. If you dont get there, whats the point? Its harder when youre disfigured is all I want to say, Erin.

His expression twisted. And Erin sensed and saw his bleak expression.

Hey. Im sorry.

She sat down at his table. Menolit turned his head, embarrassed, cursing.

Fuck me like a lizarddont mind me, Miss Solstice. Im just an idiot.

No youre not. Is ithard? Is it really that bad in Liscor?

The [Veteran] looked at Erin. He indicated his tail.

This? Yeah. You dont know. Which is why I like it here. Gnolls dont see it as much, but theyve lived here long enough. Its like missing part of my face. It happens in battle, but rarely. Drakes dont strike each others tails if we can help it. But when its me and half a dozen fellows at a bar, theres no point competing and Im hardly rich or funny

He cut himself off.

Dont mind me.

But Erin did mind. She reached out. And caught herself.

A trite comment would have been to say that hed find someone. It would be thoughtless. You dont need sex, Im fine, would alsonot apply to him. Erin looked at Menolit.

You know, Humans dont care about tails. Look at me. I think Relcs a great guy, and I dont even notice what people say about him.

She nodded at Relc. Menolit glanced up. He half-grinned, half-grimaced at her. And his mood didnt really change. Erin could feel his black fury and despair and hurt, oh, the hurt, while he sat in her inn.

She was growing as an [Innkeeper]. Menolit spat his response.

Idwonder if youd give me a chance, then, Miss Solstice?

He looked at her, challengingly. Erin hesitated.

Im not dating anyone.

Right. But if you wereI imagine it would be someone in your species, or someone likeOlesm Swifttail. Someone else. Someone with high levels or

Menolit didnt finish. He laughed harshly. And paused, as Erin reached out.

Hey. Stop that.

She looked at him, squeezing his wrist hard. Erin Solstice looked at Menolit.

Im not interested in you, Menolit. I shouldnt have said that about Humans. But it doesnt matter what you look like to me.

She met his eyes. Menolit paused, searching them. Then he shrugged.

Wish every woman was like you, Miss Erin.

Nah. We bleed too much each month.

He laughed at that. Then shook his head.

Im sorry. Can IId like to order something. The fire drink. TheMinotaurs Punch.

Erin hesitated, but what else could she do? She nodded.

Drassi

The [Bartender] went to her bar and fetched the pink flame, mixing the drink of glory and nostalgia. It hurt, but not as much as the Faerie Flower drink raw. Erin brought it back to Menolit.

On the house.

Thank you.

He saluted her, crisply, and then drank. Erin saw him go somewhere else for a second. ThenMenolit heaved himself up and joined the laughing conversation.

Perhaps not better, but at least it was something. Erin wandered back to the bar, feeling sad for him. But she couldnt fix the worlds ills. But maybe if she circulated the thought among some of her female regulars

Here she was doing it. Erin blinked. But it was different for someone else

Psst, Erin.

Lyonette drew the [Innkeeper] aside. She sighed as Erin looked at her quizzically.

You cant give all these drinks on the house, Erin.

But hes a regular

The [Princess] stopped Erin.

We have to mix the Minotaurs Shots with flammable alcohol. Thats not as cheap as mead or ale. Thats the eighteenth on the house drink in the last two days! You get a limit offour per day. Fine?

Okay.

Erin sighed. She looked at Belgrade and Anand and Garry and Yellow Splatters. Then she heard the clip-clop of hooves.

Erin, is now a bad time?

Im not explaining the birds and the bees to you, Palt.

The Centaur smiled.

I assume thats a metaphor?

Yeah. Anyways, its weird. Do youis itnah.

Erin waved a hand. The Centaur nodded, adjusting his cigar in his mouth. He paused.

Its one of those things everyone learns about, I suppose. But Im sure theyll learn enough. And you dont need to hover over them. Why not take a break? Ive been meaning to treat you to a meal in the city. Take an hour off?

Lyonette looked at Palt. Erin glanced up vaguely.

What? Ohwell, thatd be nice.

I know a good place

Oh, wait. Garry told me about sour cheeses, you know? He was really upset and hes only got his day off, so I really need to teach him. Sorry. Can we do it another time?

Of course.

Palt smiled as Erin gestured towards the kitchen. He talked with Erin a few more seconds, and then she went to extract Garry from the crowd. Palt nodded at Lyonette, who gave him a sympathetic look. When Erin was out of earshot, she whispered.

Youre going to have to be more direct.

Then she turned and went back to work. Palt blinked at the [Princess] back, and then trotted back to the table.

Hah! I saw you fail your charm spell over there!

Montressa and Beza snorted as Palt sat down. He glared at them.

Dont even joke about that. Charm spells and love potions are banned hard in Baleros. I dont know why Izril doesnt have stricter laws. It happens at Wistram all the time.

The two female [Mages] quieted. Montressa rubbed at her red hair.

Yeah. Sorry.

Palt puffed a few times, calming himself down. He made an apologetic gesture for his outburst.

Anyways, it never works for romance. Its illusory love. Infatuation, not the real thing. Real love potionsdead gods, I dont imagine even Saliss of Lights could brew those.

Still, you did your best.

Did I? I should have just asked her on a date. But I feel like shed turn me down straight off.

Palt looked at Montressa and Beza. The two [Mages] traded looks. Beza snorted.

If I were looking for romance, Id march up to the male and tell him I liked him. Thats how it works best. Honesty.

And how has that worked outside of Minos?

The [Illusionist] replied acidly. Bezale sipped from her drink, her expression neutral.

Its worked quite well, actually. The only ones who turn me down are the ones who couldnt have managed in the bedroom anyways.

Montressa snorted, but she waved a hand as Palt looked at her.

Dont talk to me. My name was mud in Wistram and before that

The two [Mages] paused. Before that was Pisces. They fell silent. Then Palt sighed.

Maybe Ill challenge Erin to a game of chess. But if I go for it too early

Shes a challenge. And shes a master of chess. Do you think you even have a chance?

The [Aegiscaster] waggled her eyebrows at Palt. The Centaur shifted.

I can only try. Besides, this ismore advanced than chess. If it was a game, it would be more convoluted than any board game ever made. With rules that keep changing. And I thinkdifferent species and different genders play according to different rules. So that you never really know who wins.

The two female [Mages] glanced at each other. Palt was the sort to pontificate on romance and make it a challenge. Even so, Beza had to ask.

What do you see in her?

Palt sipped from his drink calmly.

Aside from the fact that she creates moments? The fact that shes brave enough to brawl with you, Beza? Or that shes smart? And hides behind a mask better than some of the Elusive Lot?

The two [Mages] looked at Palt. Montressa whispered. He was head-over-hooves if he was singing Erins praises. And Centaurs had a lot of space between their head and hooves.

Yeah. Besides all that?

Shes very cute.

-

Cuteness was in the eye of the beholder. Badarrow thought of Snapjaw as cute, or he would have if someone vouchsafed the word to him.

In reality, he looked at Snapjaw likea box. And inside that box was something different than most people saw. Everyone was like that.

Snapjaw, who had a huge mouthful of teeth, who could eat a Wyvern. Who could be friendlywho had served with the Goblin Lord.

As his enemy. But who also wept for Eater of Spears, and her other fallen friends, just like Badarrow had. That was how they had met. The two liked each other, despite having somewhat different personalities. Badarrow was taciturn, Snapjaw outgoing.

But trustoh yes, they had that. Trust was an important thing. That was probably why Badarrow was carefully watching Snapjaw open her mouth.

The same mouth that could, with a bite, turn a Wyverns hide into mincemeat. And jaws that could crush stones for fun. But that was also the thrill.

Snapjaw sucked carefully and Badarrow hissed. Careful. But he let Snapjaw do all the work. Her teeth were sharp and only the [Eater] was moving. Slowly. But with agonizingcontrol.

The female Hobgoblins eyes were dancing with enjoyment as she looked up. Badarrow tensed, trying to last. And she teased him, and thenabruptlybegan to hum a marching tone.

Ah!

Badarrow moved. Snapjaw relaxed and no blood was shed. But she kept humming, loudly, and Badarrow was having trouble holding on, even with a [Sniper]s discipline, a Redfangs pride. But he waitedas Snapjaw began growing louder and louder, tickling, stroking his thighs and then

The door opened right as Badarrow released. Snapjaw gulped, blinkedand both Hobgoblins turned as Calescent marched into the room with a pair of plates and hot, spicy food.

Both of you not at breakfast! Must eat! I have l

He paused, staring at the two mid-fellatio. Badarrow glared silently. Calescent paused. He looked at both of them. Studied his dish.

Too much spices. Bad for this. I come back in thirty minutes, with less-spicy dish.

He slowly backed out of the room and closed the door. Badarrow didnt move as Snapjaw slowly rose. She studied the closed door.

Need locks.

Mhm.

He was panting. Snapjaw licked her lips and then nudged him.

Your turn.

The Hobgoblin grunted obligingly and Snapjaw laid down on the bed. Badarrow bent over and Snapjaw smiled expectantlyand then had a thought. She whispered down to Badarrow.

Bet no Goblin ask Calescent to lick things. Too afraid of spicy burning.

They both giggled at the thought. Down the hall of the private quarters, oblivious to the comments on his sex life, Calescent marched. He walked to the second door and opened it brusquely; he hadnt learned his lesson.

Breakfast and lunch are important meals! Everyone needs

He paused. Calescent walked out of the room, checked the door. He stared back inside. This was indeed Chieftain Rags room. He walked inside, stared at Redscar.

And Leapwolf. The two Goblins were naked. Leapwolf was on the bed and Redscar was paused, hand on an erect phallus. Leapwolf stared at Calescent and turned red. Redscars grip tightened as he grinned at Calescent. Leapwolf groaned, back arching, sweat on his brow.

Chieftain?

Calescent pointed lamely at his bowls. He heard a growl.

Next time, knock.

Rags was peering at the two Goblins whod been giving her a demonstration. For fun. And education. Calescent slowly nodded as he saw Rags sitting in a chair.

Food?

All three Goblins shouted at him and the Hobgoblin hurried out the door. He sighed.

Probably need locks. Must make better food for after-sex.

He marched off.

-

Did it offend people, to discuss sex? To say penis? Or vagina? Or describe sex in intimate ways? The answer was yes. Perhaps, because most people werent good at it.

Call it crude, or needlessly lascivious. Unchaste, as some might label discussions of anything close to carnality. But it happened, and there was a difference inunderstanding.

For example, what the Antinium learning expedition found was that there was a very wide sample size of techniques between the species they surveyed. And there was a correlation between genders; theyd surveyed enough people to ensure it wasnt casual correlation.

Okay, so there are different positionsand uh, if youre really persuasive, theres even the butt

Relcs lesson on sex with some visual hand-gestures was interrupted by a female Gnoll who kicked him in the back. She urgently pulled him aside and spoke to the Antinium.

Ignore him. He doesnt know what hes talking about. If you want to make the female happy, you cant just rush into it. If that happens, I know Ill have a bad time, yes?

Her comment was accompanied by nods from around the table. Female nods. Relc flushed.

Hey! I dont get any complaints!

We know what to expect from you.

That comment made Relc flush. The female Gnoll leaned over and Belgrade, Anand, and Yellow Splatters all leaned in. They were taking notes.

Touching first. Obviously you court herthe experience is the entire event. Not one quick explosion. At leastnot for us. And technique matters! You cant just go at it like

She nodded at Relc. The Drake grinned.

But I can go all day! Not bad, right, Beilmark?

The Senior Guardswoman rolled her eyes. She was partnering with Relc for the interimthere was a situation with Bearclaw in Liscor and shed come to ask why he hadnt checked back in. Shed been sucked into the debate.

Relc, not all women want to go for an hour.

But that is important. Just a bit of time. Mmjust not really short.

As long as they build up to it properly, it doesnt matter

Belgrade was frantically scribbling down what was, when you got down to it, a lot of contradictory advice.

I see, I see. May I see a demonstration?

Laughter. The Worker looked uphe had been serious.

Will you please demonstrate? Be specific as possible, please. I can pay

We talked about this.

Relc coughed, looking amused.

Oh, its inappropriate. I apologize. Thenmay I receive a verbal description of the techniques employed?

Beilmark had to sit back, laughing, but Relc jumped in.

Ive got one. You can use Skills in bed. [Triple Thrust]. Oh yeah.

The entire group around the table stared at Relc. Menolit choked on his drink.

Really? How does thatwork?

The Drake [Guardsman] paused, and some of his bravado faded.

It uh, tends to hit the right spot, and then her navel and thigh. Hurts like hell.

The others stared at him. Montressa sprayed her drink out her nose. Gales of laughter followed Relc as he turned around, shouting.

Its a combat Skill! Shut up! I only did it once!

Yellow Splatters laughed too. He was enjoying himself. But Anand and Belgrade, [Tacticians] to the end, were serious and focused. Belgrade nodded.

I believe we have enough data. Clearly, the time has come.

To do what?

Am I to assume that sex is a somewhat difficult proposition that cannot be easily obtained?

Not with some women.

Menolit muttered. Beilmark nodded cautiously.

One cannot just do it on the streets, yes? That is why you cannot ask for it, hm?

She looked meaningfully at the Antinium. Belgrade nodded.

We are aware. Thus, since it is most likely an experience out of reach of most Antinium, I believe we must endeavor to synthesize the experience for other Antinium.

Anand was nodding. Yellow Splatters and the crowd looked at the two Workers. The [Sergeant] spoke shortly.

What?

A story. We should convey our advanced knowledge of sex so that Antinium may understand how it happens and derive enjoyment. Just as one reads a book of cooking, and enjoys the idea of cooking, sex. Come, Yellow Splatters. We should begin work at once.

The Antinium were gesturing towards a table. At this point Erin had to intervene.

No!

She stuck her head out of the kitchen where she was showing Garry how the chocolate had been made. The Workers looked at her.

No writing sex stories here!

Aw! Erin!

She shook a fist at Relc. And that should have been the end of that. Erin went into the kitchen to keep teaching Garry, because some things were better than sex for the Worker. And he loved Erins presence more than sex.

But the Antinium had changed. So much so that their rebellion didnt stop here. Belgrade looked around.

Miss Solstice had expressed her desire that writing of this story should not occur here. Therefore, it must not.

Anand was busily packing the ink and parchment up.

Agreed. Let us go to a more secluded spot. Birds room. Come, Yellow Splatters.

The [Sergeant] rose. Relc saw Beilmark turn to him. The Gnolls whispered.

Should we stop them?

Are you kidding? Hey, Belgrade, Anand! Well pay for copies.

Aha. And you see? This is already turning into a monetary benefit.

Anand nodded as the three trundled up the stairs. Relc stared at their backs, and then at Beilmark.

Were gonna be heroes when we return to the barracks.

The Senior Guardswoman nodded. She stared at Relc, and then around the inn.

Dead gods. Does Klbkch always have this much fun with you?

Yeah, but he cant appreciate it. Come on, lets get a drink, do a quick patrol, and come back. Hopefully they have something brilliant.

The two Workers and Soldier went up the stairs. They immediately went to Birds room and knocked.

Bird was not inside. He was on the roof, eating a Bird.

Mmf. Birds. Birds! I love birds.

The [Bird Hunter] looked up as the three Antinium paused in his crude tower. He was shaking, crouched over a disassembled bird. Blood ran from his mandibles and onto his body. The Antinium stared at him. In this moment, you could see the Antinium that plagued the nightmares of Drakes.

Until he spoke.

Oh, hello Anand, Belgrade, Yellow Splatters. I have fulfilled my obsession. Would you like a bird?

He offered a piece of bird to them. Anand waved it away.

Bird, we have no time for birds. We must write a story of sexual prowess and deed for the Antinium. May we borrow your room?

Bird stared at the Antinium. He opened and closed his mandibles a few times.

Yes.

Thank you.

The Antinium went downstairs and entered Birds room. Bird thought about asking if he and Pawn were invited to the writing of sex. He had seen Pawn just a few minutes ago.

-

All clear. You dont have Yellow River.

Geneva finished her inspection. The Lizardman sighed in relief. He flopped onto his bed, back-first, and Geneva began taking her gloves off.

Miss Scala, you are a lifesaver. I was terrified when I saw

Just dead scale matter and dirt. Its built up hereyou need to take better care of your hygiene. As I said. And the condoms

The Lizardmans name was Xeppal. And he was a [Prostitute]. Geneva briskly took off her gloves as Xeppal sat up and nodded.

No fear, Doctor Scala. Ive heard about the Yellow Rivers. Thank you, thank you for coming out. Everyone was afraid

He gestured towards the doors. Geneva nodded.

The brothel she was visiting wasnt the highest of classes in Talenqual, but that just meant it was important to visit. The Slippery Tail did a lot of business and it was a vector for diseases.

Your manager asked me to visit. And shes assured me shell pay for protection and insist on it.

Thats a relief. Miss Dushals a good one. Dullahan, but she takes care of us. Some placeswell, they dont even have security. You get a bad client and

Geneva grimaced. Sex work existed in Baleros. In all five continents, actually. Terandria was apparently strictest, as were cities in Izril, but sex workers existed everywhere. The only difference was how much protection they were afforded.

It was one of those things that made her angry. If it had been regulated, the Yellow Rivers diseases would be easier to deal with. As it was, she had to seek out the owners of brothels, and they were sometimes less than cooperative.

Its a difficult situation, security?

Xeppal nodded.

You get someone whos the wrong sort? Well, my female friends have more trouble than I do. Mewomen come to me because I have this.

He showed her his member. Lizardfolk had an odd design compared to a Human penis. Geneva had been inspecting it for the Yellow Rivers symptoms, telltale pus. Now she could admire the flaccid shaft.

Both of them. Xeppal waggled his brows at Geneva. It was a bigger specimen than most shed seen, male or female.

Did it surprise you, Doctor?

Hemipenes? Ive heard of it, but it was something interesting to see. I knew that snakes and lizards had them.

Evolutionary traits. Well, its not that unusual, but members of other species are certainly intimidated.

Is that a Skill that gave you your enlarged hemipenes, or were you born with them?

Geneva refused to rise to the bait. Xeppal shrugged.

Both, Doctor. As I saidIm in this business. Have been for seven years.

That would make you fourteen when you started.

The Lizardman shrugged.

Had to make a living. Its not always easy, even with the community to fall back on, or family. Especially if you have bad ones.

Geneva nodded. She was familiar with that too. Xeppal was her last client for the day, and she began packing up her bag while she asked him questions. All the other sex workers had told her similar tales.

Some were in it because it was a fun job, others because they had no choice. But Talenquals company, the Feathered Brigade, didnt regulate this industry as much as other companies and there was plenty of abuse in the system.

Tell me about the dangers.

Oh, I dont need to whine, Doctor. Miss Dushal has been fine to us.

And elsewhere? I want to know.

Xeppal paused.

The Last Light cares about us?

Im just Geneva. I care.

The Lizardman paused. Then he shrugged.

Its worse in places with no law. You get a Gold-rank or someone with high-levels that hasbad tendencies? We die. Cant stop a Level 30 [Warrior]. But we keep an ear out for each other, if were wise. If were not, its bad. DiseasedangerI suppose theres worse jobs. We enjoy ourselves, mostly. You get Skills, you can get clients who just love youand, well, people look out for us. I hear its bad in Terandria in places, Chandrarbut there are things you hear.

Like what?

Ohtheres a group in Izril. Northern. Humans. The Sisters of Chell. Criminal gang. Very big and they take care of you. Mostly females, but if youre in their city and you work in our trade, youre safe. No one abuses someone in the Sisters of Chells territory.

They hunt them down?

Xeppal grinned.

Worse. Some of the Sistersmost of them are former [Nightworkers], only, they turn into [Nightstalkers]. [Seductresses]. You try hitting one of them; she might be a Sister of Chell and decide to take souvenirs.

The [Doctor] paused. She winced, but Okasha laughed. Geneva was just imagining how youd save that. Well, you could heal it, but the resulting damage

I dont need to keep you, Doctor. Thank you, and well refer anyone to your clinic who has the Yellow River. Hopefully not many.

Xeppal shuddered. Geneva nodded.

Youre sure you can use the condoms?

What? Oh, you made them in all sizes. Centaur, Dullahan, Human, Lizardmanwell, Dullahans and Humans have similar ones. I can put it on just fine. See? Wait

Geneva sighed.

Remember, dont tear it. Some room at the top. Here

She grabbed Xeppal and briskly demonstrated. Geneva was so focused on her work, she didnt realize the hemipenes were growing until she was halfway through putting the condom on. Xeppal grinned.

Sorry, Doctor Scala. I cant help it.

Geneva blinked downwards. And Okasha made a faint sound. The [Doctor] paused. No.

Yes! Do it or I swear I will!

She hesitated. But the young woman looked at Xeppal, and decidedwhy not? He was an expert.

Xeppal, tell me if this is intrusive. But if you wouldnt mindwould you care to try out the condom? With me?

As lines went, it was a poor one. The Lizardman blinked at Geneva and then beamed from earhole to earhole.

For you, Doctor? Ill give you my best service.

Geneva almost smiled. She began putting her work case aside, but Xeppal slid off the bed. Andhe knew the meaning of foreplay. Geneva felt herself getting hot. She blinked. Shed have no problems with Xeppal, prodigious size or not. Her roommate was getting her body ready.

The Lizardman looked at Geneva. And she feltmore than just physically excited. Shed forgotten what it was like. For a moment, she relaxed, and managed a smile.

I think we need to get some of the [Doctor] uniforms in. I think our clients will enjoy it.

Xeppal whispered in Genevas ear, and licked gently. She shivered. It might be fun after all.

Yes, yes, yes, yesyesyesyesyesyes

She just wished Okasha would shut up.

-

After copious amounts of foreplay, the female was ready to achieve orgasms, which would be the first of many if the mating ritual succeeded in its intended goal. Thereupon, the male inserted his phallus, also known as penis, mini-Relc, or member into the vaginal orifice. Other forms of intercourse would come later.

A group of Antinium sat in a tent made of cloth. Birds Fortress of Fluff had been upgraded. And the three Antinium were squeezed under it, writing in the shade of the hung blankets and comfy pillows.

They were writing about sex. Anand took over.

And then they had sex. And much sex was had. So much sex that insemination was guaranteed. Which resulted in much procreative pleasure. And

Anand looked up from the story, quill in hand.

Yellow Splatters and Belgrade stared at him as all three hid under the blanket in Birds room to write their carnal fiction. Anand looked at them, searching for inspiration.

What do I write next?

Um. They had intense sex, which was so intense, they

Yellow Splatters paused. It was Belgrade who came up with the rest.

They were covered in fluids.

The other two Antinium looked at him. Anand wrote that down quickly.

So lewd. So much sex. Well done, Belgrade.

Thank you, Anand. Do not forget to mention the part about cunnilingus.

Does that come before the sex?

Hm. Better write it in twice, before and after.

Indeed. Did not Guardswoman Beilmark say that there could never be enough?

Indeed, indeed. I believe we are finishing up. Let us present our work to the others.

-

I hate you.

Erin stared at Relc. Hed come back after an hours quick patrol with Beilmark and he was practically dancing in place, rubbing his claws together. The young woman folded her arms.

And you, Beilmark? Really?

The Gnoll Guardswoman didnt even look ashamed.

Miss Solstice, its hurting no one. And I think even if we laugh about it, better to have something than nothing, eh?

Erin glared. She was fed up with it. Fed up with people saying it wasnt any big deal. Maybeit wasnt. Menolit deserved to find someone. He was lonely. Erin wanted him to find love.

And Selys and Drassigreat! Really! Erin had thought about it and that was fine.

But she put her foot down with the Antinium. No. Nothey were kids. In a wayalmost like her kids. They werent even three years old.

You dont think its wrong for them to be learning about this? Let alone trying it! What if they had?

Eh, theyre big kids. Yellow Splatters is as tall as I am.

But theyre kids.

Are they?

Beilmark paused. She looked doubtful. She sniffed at Erin.

Anyways, good sex is good for the body, Miss Solstice. I would knowI wouldnt have married my husband and stayed all this time if we werent having it regularly! Especially with kids and work!

She laughed. Relc was nodding. Erin bit her tongue.

I justIm not saying its bad! Its just not super necessary, yknow?

Hear that? Ouch. Good luck.

Montressa chortled as she elbowed Palt in the flank. He gave her a resigned look.

Lifes not all about that, Montressa.

Shes not going to even let you get onto Tier 1 of dating with that attitude.

The [Mages] watched as the young woman folded her arms, looking flustered, annoyedembarrassed. Relc was rolling his eyes, Beilmark was politely declining to argue about the Antiniums age

And then Hawk walked into the inn.

The Rabbit-kin Beastman was as always, one of those people Erin looked at when she imagined physical perfection. Not that she desired to emulate furry abs, but he did have abs.

It had to be the vegetarian diet. Mostly vegetarian, anyways. And Hawks entire body wasathletic. From his toned legs and muscles that moved every time he walkedErin slapped herself. She was focusing on the sex thing too now! Bad influence!

The Courier looked around as Erin, relieved to have a break, walked over to him.

Hawk! Thank goodness! Whats up? I thought you were heading north!

Hey, Erin. Sorry. I was a bit delayed, but I am running north. Bunch of deliveries around Invrisiland its dicier, with the Assassins Guild. But uh, I wanted to stop by.

Hey, sounds great! Can I get you anything? Carrot cake? Carrot bread?

You knowIll take some bread. And cookies?

We can make some right now.

Lyonette hurried over; the Courier was a big customer. Erin smiled at Hawk. And not in a sexual way!

Yes, she had eyed his poofy tail and yes, she wanted to touch it. It was a bunny poofball! On Hawk! But that was all. She could admire his physique, but wanting tono. Nope!

I cant stay long enough for cookies, but Ill pay for whatever you have in stock. Thank you.

The Courier nodded at Lyonette. She hurried into the kitchen and Hawk looked around.

Can I get you a drink? A Minotaurs Punch? Oh, right. Alcohol and running.

Hawk gave Erin a smile.

Exactly. No, Im just here to uhoh. Excuse me a moment, would you?

He walked across the room. With each stride, Hawk seemed to go twice as far as normal. A Couriers Skills. Erin saw him pause at a table, and sit down. She heard his voice and slapped herself in the face. Hard. But there he was. Sitting across from Selys.

So, Im heading north, but Id love to reconnect again when I come back this way.

Id like that. No promises, but it was a fun night yesterday.

Selys smiled. Erin stopped herself from slapping herself a third time. Hawk smiled.

I did enjoy it. Can I bring you a souvenir?

You can. But nothing too big, or Ill have to reply. Lets not get into a gift-war.

Never fear.

The Courier was laughing with Selys for a moment as Lyonette hurried out with his food in a bag. He put it into a bag of holding, paid, and stopped by Erin. She said something; he left.

Well

Selys was sitting at her table, sipping calmly from a fruit drink with ice, courtesy of the sad flames as Erin and Drassi converged on the table. The Drake looked calmly at her friends.

So, hes a nice guy. And we dated before.

Youwhat? But

Erin pointed at Hawk. Selys and Hawk? Drassi was grinning ear-to-ear.

You said you liked him, Selys! What changed?

Well, good carrot-based foods for one. Erin helped there. AndIm wealthy and Hawks always been rich. It used to be people going after him for his gold, but now I think he and I understand each other more, you know? So we can do the same things without it being awkward.

Wow. And I imagine a Courier

Whoa. Whoa. Hold on. You two? Really?

Erin was incredulous. Selys just smiled coyly.

Its casual. If we find anyone we like, well stop. Neither one of us expects it to go the distance. Butyes. Whats the big deal, Erin? Whats wrong with us?

She gave Erin a look. The young woman opened and closed her mouth. And it was a disapproving sniff from across the room that answered her.

Bit of a stretch, Beastkin Rabbit and a Drake. Or am I wrong?

Erin turned in her seat. She stared at Menolit and with a sinking feeling in her heart, realized he was drunk. And it wasnt even evening. The Drake [Veteran] glared at the three young women.

Too good for Drakes, Miss?

Excuse me?

Selys face went flat as Menolit stood up. But Erin and Drassi both saw her narrow her eyes. Menolit didnt seem to care. He seemed to relish the hostile attention.

A Rabbit-man and a Drake? Do the parts fit? Is it that much better than with honest Drakes, or is nothing broken? Good thing too, going exotic. Maybe I should! Although I hear Humans have hair down there. And they bleed. So not so great for us fellows, is it? But I guess it balances outpoor fellow over there probably cant find anyone whos not into getting torn a new one.

He waved at Palt. The Centaur looked around. Everyone stared at the half-man, half-horse. Drassi winced.

Ooh. How would you?

Menolit talked over her. He was drunk, and angry, and sadErin stood up slowly as he whirled.

Or the Minotauress? Giant cow-woman?

You

Beza stood up and Montressa and Palt forced her downwith spells as much as muscle. Menolit stared at Beza, and then waved at Palt.

At least I have a friend over there. Two of us wholl never get anything. One of us cant fit, and the others a freak! Neither one works, see? At least the Courier got some, but then, hes rich

He turned as Erin walked forwards. The young woman stared at Menolit.

Hey, Menolit. Whyd you have to say that?

The [Veteran] looked at Erin.

Am I wrong?

She looked up at him.

Yeah.

Really? So looks dont matter at all? This? Doesnt matter?

He waved his tail around, the severed stump of it. Erin wiped some spit off her face. She looked past Menolit, at Palt.

The Centaur was holding back Beza. And he had a calm expression on his face. But [Illusionists] wore masks. Erin sensed how he was feeling too. So she spoke to both of them.

You know, Menolit. Im sorry about what I said. Because the truth is, I dont have a problem with how you look. I really dont. It doesnt matter who you are. What you look like. What scars you have. If I like you, itll work. Somehow.

I suppose if you werent putting it inno, wait, thats what potions are for. Stretching, shrinking or getting bigger yourself

Drassi.

Erin looked at the [Gossip]. Drassi stopped whispering. She looked at Menolit. The Drake was looking at her.

Then what about me?

I dont know. Im sorry, but I dont like you, Menolit. But Selys? What did she do to you? Hawk?

The Drake [Veteran] paused. He looked past Selys. Erin pushed gently, and the alcohol in his system, some of the fury, turned maudlin. He lowered his gaze.

Im sorry. Ive disgraced myself.

Lets get you home, buddy.

Relc strode forwards. Erin looked at him, and shook her head.

Hes fine. Come on, lets get you sat down.

I should go. Im

You remember what I said a few nights ago, Menolit? People get second chances.

The young woman led him back to his seat. The angry drunk [Veteran] gone. And he had been a good fighter. People relaxed. Erin sat Menolit down, gave him some goats milk. The Drake lowered his head.

Im sorry.

Its okay. You can apologize again. But Menolit?

Hm?

If you say that stuff again, Im gonna hit you with a pan.

He smiled at that. And Erin smiled too. She couldnt save the world yet, but she was working on one sad Drake. Among others.

-

And then the Antinium came downstairs and presented their story. Relc nearly died of laughter. So did most people. The Antinium might have noticed the laughter wasnt their intended response, but they lookedpleased.

We are eliciting a response. And I am pleased at it. Let us sell our copies to Liscor and bring the story to the Antinium. Aside from experiencing the pleasures of sex, and the act of pregnancynowaitthat is for femalesI think we have done a good job.

Yes, we must simply ensure Chesacre and Thaina do not engage in it.

That caught Erins attention. The young woman stared at the Antinium.

Wait, there are female Antinium in the Hive? Waitwaitarent those two the Soldiers that Pawn introduced me to?

Belgrade nodded solemnly.

Yes. They are female. I believe two pregnancies is not too dangerous, but given the complications of childbirth, we should not risk their deaths

Unless they wish to bear offspring. Perhaps it is worth the risk.

Ah, so they say. And it is not that great a risk, yes? Thesetwo Soldiers are female, hm? How did that come about? Or are Antinium different and we cannot tell?

Beilmark grinned at the three Antinium. And the pieces clicked for Erin.

Oh. Oh.

It was just a misunderstanding. Erin put her head down and sighed. But then someone spoke up.

Hey lads. You know you can buy sex?

Relc leaned on his spear, grinning widely. Belgrade, Anand, and Yellow Splatters stared at him. Garry poked his head out of the kitchen.

What? But I was informed it was illegal to solicit sexual intercourse.

Oh, on the streets, yeah. But why not visit a brothel?

Relc looked around. Beilmark was falling off her chair, her chest heaving with mirth. Erin stood up. Anand was opening and closing his mandibles.

So it is legal? I was under the impression it was not.

The Senior Guardsman shrugged.

Liscors strict about it. And sore most Drake cities, but I bet Pallass has some regulated brothels. Very regulated, but it happens. Gnolls are different. Theyre the ones who dont like selling sex; but Drakes allow it, so long as its managed.

Relc! How do you know that?

Erin strode over to him, finger pointing. Relc gave Erin a puzzled look.

Im a Senior Guardsman. Plus, I patrol there. Whats the harm?

Oh. I meandont tell them that! Look!

The Antinium were electrified. Belgrade huddled with Anand and Yellow Splatters and Garry who came out of the kitchen. He looked at Relc.

We have funds. Will we be able to purchase this sex?

Um. Yeah. Why? How much do you have?

Fifty six gold pieces, eleven silver, and thirty two copper pieces.

Garry announced instantly. The room paused. Relc blinked a few times.

Uhyeah. I dont think youll needeven a gold piece for some of the best is likewell, you could get an hour from Liscors best for one gold. Mostll be a handful of silverthey have more money than I have! Klbs holding out on us!

He looked at Beilmark. Belgrade seemed shocked.

These are very generous rates, especially if offspring will be produced from the act. A bargain.

Relc choked on his spit.

Thatnever happens, Belgrade, buddy. Its a bad thing, uh, if it happens when you dont want it.

What if we would like it to be so? Could we pay for this?

Belgrade looked at Relc. It was Erin who answered. And she was getting angry.

Its more than you think. And Im afraid you cant do it easily, Belgrade. Its not a light thing. And you shouldnt encourage them, Relc! It cant happen!

She rounded on Relc. And she was angry now. This was going too far. Relc held up his claws.

Hold up. They can get laid, Erin. I bet you some of the girls would go for it, especially in Liscor just to say they did. Especially the big dude, Yellow Splatters.

What if we lack genitalia?

Crash. Ishkr had just walked into a wall. Belgrade looked around innocently.

Did I not say? We considered this might be an issue.

You lack

Yes. See?

Anand pulled back his loincloth. Erin recoiledbut there was nothing there. Just smooth chitin.

Everyone in the room looked at the Antinium. Relcs jaw dropped. Then his spear dropped.

Oh Ancestors. You poor guys.

Why is he upset?

Yellow Splatters murmured to Anand. But most of the males in the room looked horrified. Menolit stared at the Antinium. Erin sighed.

They had never had genitalia to lose, which was sort of the point. But Relc just stared at the Antinium and then gave them all hugs.

Ancestors. Not even once?

Is this a bad thing?

Can we not have sex, then?

The Drake turned to the others. No one wanted to answer.

I meanyou can do some things. But the big thing? No. Im sorry.

He put his claw solemnly on Belgrades shoulder. The Antinium sighed.

Alas.

Relc, maybe we can take them to a brothel. Pay a male Drake and a female one. Or Gnolls. I know a few. At least let them see. And there are other things, yes?

Beilmark was whispering to Relc. The Drake was nodding.

Yeah, yeah. They can see it

Absolutely not!

Erin shouted. That was it. The room went still as the [Innkeeper]s aura crashed down. And suddenly, there was silence.

Erin Solstice walked forwards. She glared at Relc, at Selys, at everyone. And she was angry.

Are you all mad? Theyre kids! Belgrades not even three! They just learned about clouds last year! They shouldnt know about sex!

She was so angry she was shaking. The others looked at her, unable to move or argue back. Relc was slowly raising one clawErin stared at him and his arm shook. But he seemed determined to speak. And if he didErin was gonna deck him. It was unacceptable. It was not right!

Excuse me. May I speak?

Someone spoke under the crushing weight of the aura. Erin blinked. Her control was such that even Lyonette was moving in slow-motion. Erins aura was fueled by anger. But it was Belgrade who was speaking.

Her anger was not directed at him. Now, the [Tactician] spoke brightly to Erin and the room. He nodded slightly at Erin.

I would like to see sex. I would like to try it, whatever I can do with my limitations.

Erin looked at him.

Belgrade. Im sorry, but no. Its too early. And youre too

Young?

Yeah. Belgrade, you need to be adults before you have sex. At least eightno, at least sixteen! Yeah! Sixteen! Waitis it sixteen?

Erin had to think. The Antinium looked at her. And thenthey shook their heads.

No, Erin. I would like to have it now. Please.

Belgrade spoke quietly. Erin stared at him. She looked at Yellow Splatters, and Anand, and even Garry. And they were nodding.

I as well.

I would like to try it.

If I could share it with all Antinium, I would.

It was Belgrade who went on, speaking to Erin. Belgrade, who wept for the dead. Who was unsure of his place. But he spoke with a level voice, never looking away from Erin.

I understand we are considered young by your standards, Miss Erin. But I would like totry this thing known as sexual intercourse. Even if I cannot, even if I am young. For I am afraid we will never be the age you seek. Not sixteen. Or ten. Or even eight. Most Antinium never live past four years. I cannot remember one who has lived six years, besides the Queen and Revelator Klbkch.

The other three Antinium nodded. They were hungry. In a way like children, but alsoadults. Like people, wanting, searching for something they had never known existed. Just like a thirsty man longed for water even if he had never seen it in his life.

I do not understand the pleasure of it. But I would like to.

The [Trapsetter Tactician] looked around. He looked at Erin, and then touched his chest.

You tell me I should wait. But I will never have that long. And I? I would like to leave something of myself behind when I die. Even if I go to Heaven. I would like to know what it is like to be with someone like that. Someone else, whom I share this moment with. That is what I understand. That is what I desire. I am sorry if I am wrong, Miss Erin. But this is how I feel.

He bowed, and stepped back. And suddenly, Erin didnt see the young, silly Antinium children. But that old look that not even her parents had known.

The look of someone who had buried too many friends, had seen too much sorrow. Had killed. Erin saw it in the mirror some days.

And she was suddenly ashamed. Her aura winked out and people moved, gasped. Erin stepped back. She was not blushing. That was embarrassment? This?

This was shame. Erin had fought, but for the wrong reason. She looked at Belgrade, who did not expect to grow to be six years old. And she covered her face.

Dont ever say that again, Belgrade. Youre not going to die before you turn sixteen. Youre going to live a long time. Andyoure going to experience so many things. I promise you.

The [Tactician] turned to Erin. An adult, older than she. Who measured his age by his fallen comrades. And a child.

You promise?

Yeah. But

Erin silently looked at Relc. The Drake cleared his throat.

I could arrange something. Butyeah.

Is it something we have missed greatly? Something all Antinium should know?

Yellow Splatters looked at Relc. And the [Sergeant] was greatly disturbed. Erin shook her head as the other hesitated.

Its justpart of life. One thing. I guess it can be good? But you dont need it to live a full life, guys.

Her voice was a question. And no one had the heart to contradict her. Because she was right and wrong. But perhapsthat was her perspective. The young woman wiped away her tears as everyone felt compelled to buy the Antinium a drink, or speculate on other experiences which were just as good as sex. Things for them to show their people.

And in time, a Hobgoblin came into the inn. Numbtongue felt refreshed. Sometimes you just needed some alone time. Especially with females all over, none of which he was comfortable having sex with. And it was hard finding a spot in the inn where someone wouldnt notice or ask to play tag where you could relieve yourself.

He had to sit in a cave to feel properly isolated. The Hobgoblin paused as he saw the Antinium in the inn, caught up with the happenings.

Theres more to life than just sex. And theres beautiful things too.

Erin was telling the Antinium. The [Bard] nodded, and smiled. He took his guitar out. And he began to play a gentle song. The Antinium looked at him.

Beautiful.

Anand whispered. Amid the discussions of sex, the Hobgoblins music was like a calming breeze. Which was what it was. The song was gentle, light. Meant to be played on a ukulele. And Erin knew it. She smiled. Numbtongue understood.

Somewhere Over the Rainbow. A song about dreams and wishes. If any song had a bit of magic in it, it was that one, played by Iz Kamakawiwoole. Erin clapped along softly, and then she began to sing.

Nothing that engendered sex here. Just music. A thing everyone could experience. And beautiful. Touching.

From their seats, the Wistram [Mages] listened. And Montressa glanced at Erin and Numbtongue, singing in harmony and looked at Palt.

That Hobgoblin might have a step up on you.

The Centaur paused. And he looked at Numbtongue. And then he shook his head. The [Illusionist] slowly puffed on his cigar as he looked at Erin, thoughtfully.

No. I dont think hes even scored a single point. And I dont know if I have, either.

That was all he said. And after a while, the Antinium stood up. Sex might be seen, or partaken in. Erin let them go with Relc. But the Senior Guardsman had a sudden thought as he went with the Antinium. He turned to Beilmark. And he was suddenly grave.

Beil. UmAntinium. Guys. You know, about your missingdo youdo you think that its possibleI mean, Klbkch looks different. And hes Klb. But Ive never heardI mean, I thought it was him and the Queen or something. But does he not have

He gestured silently. Beilmarks ears perked up. Belgrade and the others looked at each other.

I cannot imagine why, Senior Guardsman Relc. He inhabited a Worker body before his new one. And I understand genitalia are a weak point.

Relc stared. Then he leaned against the doorway.

Oh no. No wonder hes so angryBeilmark. You take them. Ive gotta

Done.

The Guardswoman was nodding. The Antinium stared at each other.

Is it really that bad a thing?

The female Gnoll shrugged as Anand looked at her.

Males think so.

-

Sex. Or lack thereof. How it dominated things, when you let it. But there were bypasses. Workarounds. Like the vial Xif was showing Octavia and Saliss.

[Alchemists] didnt just do it explosively, they didnt do it at all. Because they didnt need to. With this. Octavia eyed the vial. It was, of course, shimmering a bit. But shed seen a number of odd ingredients going into it.

Ive seen aphrodisiacs. But umMaster Xif, Master Saliss. What is this?

The two [Alchemists] looked at each other. Saliss tapped the vial.

This is a potion you can drink that makes you orgasm. Its outlawed in Pallass, mainly because of the impropriety.

Orgyou mean, it helps in bed?

Saliss rolled his eyes and Xif grinned.

No. I mean, you drink this? You have a good time. Not the same as aphrodisiac, or a love potion. Different effects. Some are more mental, other long-lasting without being asdramatic. See, Im not good at this. Which is why were here. Hey, Xif.

Saliss. I whipped up one dose since I heard youd be bringing Miss Cotton here. Miss Cotton.

Master Xif.

The two nodded stiffly at each other. Saliss just grinned.

Dont worry, Octavia. This isnt an imposition. Xif is delighted to have you here.

Yes, using my ingredients and shop.

Were paying you back for it. And you get your share.

Saliss rubbed his claws together. Octavia looked around.

Im sorry, but why does this benefit Master Xif? Also, why is this potion here if its banned in Pallass?

The Gnoll coughed. And Saliss chuckled.

Were teaching you the recipe. So wehave to make some. And it occurred to us that Liscor doesnt ban these potions. Orother cities in the north.

The Stitch-Womans eyes went round.

Oh! Thentheres a new market? But this potion, will it sell?

She eyed the potion dubiously. Something that bypassed all the pleasure of sex? How was that better than the real thing? But Saliss was just nodding.

It will sell. The reason the Walled Cities banned them was because too many ingredients went towards making them. A huge market and we actually had a shortage of other potions.

Why? Because it was addictive?

Not alchemically. Buthere. Try some if you want. As much as you care to.

He offered Octavia the vial. She hesitated. It was common to try a potions effects so you knew what it did. She eyed Saliss, and then downed the vial in one.

Octavia paused. She knew better than to say nothing happened. She just had to wait for

The Stitch-Girl felt heat suffuse her face. She looked down.

Oh

Shoot! We forgot about that. Im gonna need a towel, Xif. You have clothes. Sorry, Octavia.

Absolutely not. Get your own towels! Ill never use mine again if you take them! Theyre good towels!

The two [Alchemists] began fighting. Octaviaslowly leaned against the counter. Her knees had lost all strength. She felt lightheaded and every few seconds.

UmIM-Master Saliss?

Dont worry! It goes away after a while! But its great, right?

I

Octavia made a sound and covered her mouth, but she had to drop to the floor. Xif swore as Saliss grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist. Then the two [Alchemists] looked at the apprentice.

Uh. I forgot how the first time goes. You alright, Cotton?

Saliss eyed Octavia. The Stitch-Girl didnt make a sound for about five minutes. Xif and Saliss retreated. When Octavia could stand upshe did so shakily.

Whew. Thathold on

She had to catch her breath. Saliss ushered her to a chair.

Shouldnt have given you the full dose. Im sorry. Here, take a seatno, dont talk for like, five more minutes.

He ushered her to a seat. Saliss came over to Xif, looking embarrassed as Octavia let the aftershocks ride her into a wonderful place. Xif eyed Saliss. He gestured at Octavia.

Is this inappropriate? Youre the one who gives me speeches on student-master relationships, Saliss.

Eh. Nuance, Xif. Shes learning it. Im not giving them to her regularly. And Im not banning her from having a good time or smokingwell, I do ban smoking in my lab. But hush. If you didnt like it, whyd you jump at the chance to make a few?

The Gnoll [Alchemist] shrugged.

I have no problem with them. Youre the reason they were banned.

Saliss brows drew together. He leaned over and snapped.

Some people need them more than others. Dullahans have problems. Young Drakes and Gnolls and Garudas dont. Shut up and help me brew a teaching batch with Octavia and Ill let you keep two bottles. And Ill get you back into Erins good books if I can.

Xif pursed his lips. Saliss would be walking away with most of them, but two bottles washe nodded. Good for yourself, good for gifts, good for sale. But addictive in its own way. Alsohard to make.

How about some of the other fires?

You have the pink one.

Saliss shook his head as he turned away from Octavia. He began setting up the ingredients and equipment they needed. Then he picked up the empty vial. He looked at Octavia, she was bending over, putting her head between her legs.

A wonderful experience. And yet, it was still a potion. With this, you could experience one of the things that made sex so great. Andarguably, experience it better than most could the old-fashioned way.

But people conflated that with the entire thing. Saliss paused.

Alchemy. Who needs love?

He only looked a bit sad as he said it. Then he tossed the vial aside and got to work.

-

Well, I think Ive learned a lot today.

Fierre nibbled on the tip of her quill as she finished writing. Ryoka reached for a drink with lemon in it. The two young woman were flushed in the small room.

They had just gone through a lot. From the discussion of sexuality as a broader thing than male or female, to the different ways people identified. Things from Earth. Which would be useful. Valuable?

Perhaps, perhaps not. Ryoka had told Fierre because she wanted the young Vampire to know. Not about Earth, but things that were important from there.

Like diseases. Ryoka looked at Fierre, whom she was pretty certain had some super-magical immunodeficiency syndrome. Could you get that from

A kiss? Fierres pale lips were stained with a bit of ink. It was not the sexy look the Vampire girl was going for. Buther deep red irises drew Ryoka in. As did her teeth.

Soabout the way two girls havesex. You showed me and told me, but uhyou know, its hard to visualize it without seeing. Do you think you couldelaborate?

Elaborate. Ryoka felt a tingle along her spine. She looked at Fierre. Play dumb.

How do you mean, elaborate?

We-ellits not much, but the rooms secure from everything. And umsome of the things sound interesting. Im open-minded. If you wanted

The Vampire girl smiled at Ryoka. And Ryoka felt her mind flying off in multiple directions.

You dont like girls. Youve tried that. I meanyou dont like them as much as

Shut up! Look at those lips! We could go for that! We have been dying over here!

Could be STDs

Can you get something from a finger? What if she wearsgloves?

And most of allRyoka shivered. She liked Fierre. She thought she did. A lot. Fierre was like her. A girl with a secret. A different perspective.

Immortal. Strong enough to put Ryoka through a wall. Now, why was that alluring when Ryoka never liked tough guys? She licked her lips.

Icould. Show you something.

Just one or two things. Maybe.

Fierre slid along her desk. Her chair screeched a bit. That nearly brought Ryoka out of it as Fierre did that thing where she stood up and pulled the chair with her.

Oh no. She was not a Vampire seductress, even like her mother tried to be. But Ryoka was reallyreally

They both had trousers on. You could do a lot with clothes. Ryoka stared at Fierre. It would beand you didnt have to be unsafe. The Vampire sat next to Ryoka after a bit of a struggle getting the chair over her desk. She leaned over.

And Ryoka felt something touch her just over the crotch of her pants. She jumped and felt goose bumps. Okay. If she hadnt thought she was into it

That changed her mind. Ryoka stared at Fierre. The Vampire was close, but she had no body heat.

If you wanted to show me

And why not? They were so alike. Ryoka gulped hard. So alike.

So alike.

Abruptly, Ryoka pushed Fierre back and stood up. The Vampire recoiled, so quickly her movements were unnatural. She looked up at Ryoka.

Im sorry. I cant. Its not a good idea.

Ryokas voice trembled. She was breathing fast. Fierre looked up at her.

Why not?

Its not you. Its me. Wait, thats stupid. Im sorry. But I thinkIve tried it before. Boys. And girls.

Ryoka stammered, her thoughts in a whirl. She was trying to explain. Fierre was drawing back, hurt, but Ryoka had to explain. She looked at the Vampire girl.

Its not that I wouldnt try it. Or that Im not attracted to you Fierre, because I am.

So. What?

Now the Vampires voice was cold. Definitely hurt. Ryoka pulled at her hair.

IIIve done it before. Ive tried to be with someone. Even though I liked them. Loved them. For a hot second. But its never worked. I couldnt even have friends. Fierre, you know what Im like.

The Vampire hesitated. The hostility halted for a moment and she looked at Ryoka. After a second, she spoke.

Bad days?

Yes.

Ryoka closed her eyes. She put her palms over her eyes and sat down.

Im sorry. But I cant. Itd justmake meIm not ready. I dont want to hurt you and I cant lose you as a friend.

She sat there, shaking, lust faded. Ryoka muttered into the ground.

I dont want to lose my friend. I dont want tochange that between us. And it would. I cant even be a good friend. I left the other ones behind. I lefta little kid alone because Id burn everything down. If I cant do that, what about a relationship?

She just sat there, shattering. Fierre stared at Ryoka, wide-eyed. Then she raised her gloved hands, make herself laugh.

I was kidding! It was a joke. Im charming you. Obviously.

She saw the young woman look up. Ryoka brushed at her eyes, refusing to take the offered lie.

No. You werent. But its fine to experiment, you know. Theres nothing wrong with liking other people. No matter who you are.

She had to be honest. Tell Fierre that. The Vampire girl looked at her. Then she went back behind her desk with her chair. She reached for something and pulled it out.

Its different for Vampires. There are so few of us, and most are related. And Humanswe cant just casuallyIve tried it a few times, but it was a mess. They have to be drunk and not notice how cold I am. And I just want to drink

Her teeth shone in the light. But the drink Fierre pulled out wasnt blood, but alcohol. And blood. She mixed the two into a shot glass and Ryoka smelled strong spirits. The kind that went above 90-proof without killing you. Wellthat you could theoretically survive. Magical liquor. It made Ryoka start crying

No, shed already begun before that. The young woman blinked as Fierre poured her a drink.

I see. Im sorry.

The Vampire girl smiled. But she looked at Ryoka and the two stared at each other. Ryoka took the glass full of oblivion. Then she had to laugh. Because Fierre hadnt tossed her out. She still had her friend.

Thank god.

Were so fucked.

Two messed up girls. I wont even ask you how you know all that about sex.

I was a [Sex Guru] in a previous life.

Fierre choked on her blood cocktail. Ryoka laughed as she drank and coughed. The two coughed and drank and eventually, Fierre sighed.

At least I have toys.

What, really? They have those here?

Where are you from? I couldnt have them at my home. One time, Fluffles the Fourth found my umyou know. And she was carrying it around my father found it

Ryoka began laughing. Fierre laughed too, her paled cheeks tinged with color.

No way. Ive been, well, making do. I had no ideaErin hinted they had some dildos in Liscor, butreally? You can buy them? Tell me where and Ill go yesterday.

Fierre laughed.

Theres a black market. And trust me, theres variety. Well, theres aphrodisiac potions too. Virility potions. Magical artifacts

Artifacts? Like what?

Ryoka. Artifacts. You want a good time? Illusions? [Mages] get horny too. And trust metheres a demand for them.

The young woman was laughing. In relief. Because she felt like shed made the right choice. She looked at Fierre, laughing, smiling, trying not to cry.

You mean, there are magical sex machines?

Those are called Golems, Ryoka.

-

Sometimes people didnt have sex. And that was as significant as when they did. GoblinsGoblins had it easy in a way.

They didnt dance about it. They had a different idea of how sex worked. Of course, they also had such passions because you could die tomorrow.

Win some and lose some. But sometimesit was hard.

Dawil found Falene at the bottom of her cups at the bar. She was alone; she was in fact, helping herself to the inns liquor.

Go away, Dwarf.

Falene waved a hand at one of the Dawils haunting her. She was past light intoxication and readiness for a few questionable choices. She was fully maudlin and trying for oblivion.

Youre looking poor, halfFalene.

Dawil caught himself. Falene wasnt in the mood for their regular sparring sessions. The half-Elf ignored him.

Go on, mock me.

Nah. Dont you worry about the lad, either. He didnt notice a thing. Poor fellow got pulled in by a [Drinker]. Or was it a [Drunk]?

Falene sniffed.

But youll remember.

Shant say a word, even if you remember this. Which I doubt, frankly.

The [Axe Champion] eyed the empty bottles around Falene. Wistram [Mages] could put away alcohol. He was beginning to think the academy had a problem. Falene sniffed a few more times. She had snot running down one delicate nostril.

I justI know it was a bad idea. But Im tired of the road. I dont mind it, but finding a partner

Aye. Tough.

What would you know? Youre short. Im a half-Elf. You can find company. Men see me and Im a trophy. They can brag about it. But I want someone who at least

Falene put her head down. Dawil patted her awkwardly on the back. He reached for a glass as Falene tried to tell him about Feor, and her factionand why Ylawes was a good second-choiceand shed really just wanted a night

The Dwarf nodded and patted her shoulder and tried not to let her kill herself drinking. He sighed.

Children. Sometimes he felt like an adult leading two brats around. But then he looked at Falene and sighed.

Aging slower than Humans sometimes really was a problem. He envied Ylawes, sometimes. A [Knight] in shining armor? You had to ward his doors at night.

Literally. And that didnt even count teammates.

-

A life without sex wasnt so bad. If you had a purpose, it didnt matter. If youd never had it, what did you have to regret not having?

But it was probably good to relax people. Sometimes, it wouldnt help. But you could probably correlate it.

At any rate, someone who was incapable of it was making a beeline towards The Wandering Inn. And he had two swords.

Klbkchhezeim of the Free Antinium walked in a murderous mood. He was addressing Tkrn, who was regretting bringing the news to the Antinium Senior Guardsman.

They. Went. Above? Without my permission?

Yes, Senior Guardsman, but Relc and Beilmark got them and brought them to the inn

I see. I will deal with them there. You may go, Guardsman Tkrn.

The Gnoll hesitated. He had seen people like this before. And walking away usually meant someone was dead the next hour. But he hesitated

Because Klbkch was really not in a good mood. And the Slayer Klbkch was out. Tkrn was bracing himself. Hed made mistakes once. If he got stabbed, wellhe owed it to the Watch and the one Guardsman whod been kind to him. He was preparing to reach out and duck when someone stepped out in front of the gates.

Relc. He blocked the way towards The Wandering Inn. And his face was grave.

Klb

Move aside, Relc. I have a discipline issue to address. I have let it go on for far too long.

Klbkch was vibrating with anger. And his hands were on his sword hilts. Relc stared at them, and then he shook his head.

Not now, Klb. Come on, lets have a drink.

The Antinium stared at Relc. The Drake was uncharacteristically sober. Klbkch hesitated.

Has something happened?

What? Nahnah

Something has clearly happened. What?

We just want to buy you a drink, Klbkch. Come on. The lads are all here.

Jeiss stepped out of the shadows. The Senior Guardsman and Councilman wore a similar look. And then Klbkch saw more Guardsmen. Some seniors, others regular ones.

All with that look ofKlbkch hesitated.

What? Why? I have work to do

Well cover your shift. Its all set. Captain Z herself gave the all-clear. Come on.

No, I mustwhat is going on? I am busy. Hello?

Before Klbkch knew it, the other [Guards] had seized his arms and were towing him in the direction of Wishdrinks. Relc shook his head. Tkrn stared at him.

Senior Guardsman Relc?

Had he heard about Klbkchs mood? This was smooth, for Relc! The Drake looked at Tkrn.

I guess you heard? Im just torn up about it. Come on, weve booked Wishdrinks. When they heardtheyre giving us a special time. Weve gotta have a good time, for Klb.

What? What happened?

You havent heard? Ohoh man. Tkrnlistenthis is gonna break your heart. KlbheI cant say it

A little while later, the Antinium Guardsman found himself in Wishdrinks. Everyone was plying him with alcohol, and asking how he felt. Even the staff were giving him special treatment.

Klbkch had no idea why. But the Watch was filling the room. Mostly male Guardsmen, but some female ones. They were acting like they were at a wake.

I do not understand.

I cant imagine. I heard of a fellowgot hit in that spot. Justpulled out a wand and blew his head off after two months. Youve been like this for years? I respect that.

Jeiss was talking, toasting Klbkch. The Antinium stared at him, then the female Drake.

Watch Captain Zevara. She stared at Klbkch. Cleared her throat a few times.

I dont know how to say it, Klbkch. But umIm sorry? I heard from Relc. Hes an idiot, but hes got good tact. You take care of yourself. Youre a valuable member of the Watch.

Klbkch nodded. He opened and closed his mandibles as Zevara paused, patted him on the shoulder, and went back to mingling. He had no idea what was going on. But the Antinium had earned another day of reprieve. After a moment, Klbkch had to ask.

Am I being fired?

-

Somewhere, above, Belgrade, Anand, Garry, and Yellow Splatters were discovering that sex was not what they had expected. Not bad, but certainly unexpected. They were taking notes for part two of their story on sex.

Because they would bring their understanding to the Hive, those four males. They had gone out, into the world. And they had seen the truth.

Up close. Squelching. With fur and scalesnot skin, but in different ways. They knew sex.

What fools those Antinium be. Far below, in the Painted Antiniums barracks, Purple Smiles folded his arms. If he could have, he would have rolled his eyes.

Silly [Sergeants] and [Strategists]. They thought they knew. They thought they could analyze and study everything. But what they didnt knowwhat Anand should have guessed at least, as he was better at itwas that some things you didnt need to research.

You could intuit it. It wasnt a formula to be cracked, a grand secret to be discovered and made gospel truth.

Sometimes, the secret was something you found. The other [Sergeant] watched as, in an area of the barracks reserved for the most sacred of things, two Soldiers sat.

Chesacre and Thaina. They were in a place next to a wall ofsymbols. A place where Soldiers and Workers now, would take on their paint. Would become Painted Antinium.

The two Soldiers had not been painted yet. And they had thought long and hard on who they would be. Nowthey chose.

But first, they performed ablutions. Cleansing their bodies before they were painted, that the paint would not be contaminated. But the two Soldiers did it together.

They were female. By name and personality, even if not by appearance. And that was what mattered. Purple Smiles watched as the two Soldiers did something new in this Hive, in this moment.

They were washing each other.

Chesacre had some soap and a little cloth. Thaina was dipping hers into a bucket. The two were gently cleaning each other off, with some soap and water. Slowly, carefully, they polished each others bodies, wiping grime away with water. Carefully.

Polishing chipped carapace. Touching each other. The Antinium had very few senses. Butthey touched each other and felt it. The Painted Antinium watched.

Something new. Something that Pawn or Erin or another of the Individualshad not brought here. Purple Smiles understood it. A bit. But thenhe listened. And watched.

And he saw the two Antinium touching each other.

On their multifaceted eyes. Mandibles, cleaning each and every inch of each other. And that action had significance.

Antennae too; they were most careful about that. The two delicately touched each others antennae. And they had sensation there.

And eroticism? The Workers and Soldiers staredthen, abruptly, looked away as one. They felt it.

They should not be watching this. This was something private. New. Sacred.

Individuality.

Purple Smiles looked away too, as he felt the two growing closer. He envied them. And loved what he could not comprehend. Yet. But the twoIndividualswould be greater than he was.

Or perhaps he had joined them. The Soldier looked away. None of the Antinium were looking anywhere near them. Something must be done.

Purple Smiles found some of the blankets reserved for the coveted Fortresses of Fluff and hung them up. A Worker created stands of wood by lashing together some wooden poles onto a basethe Antinium had been experimenting with hammocks and slides, which Erin had assured them were fun ways to relaxand Purple Smiles hung the blankets over them. Creating a private area.

A room. And in their privacy, that was now, suddenly, needed, the two Antinium stopped touching each other. They looked hesitantly at each other, and then Chesacre picked up a brush.

They began to paint a design onto each others bodies. Slowly, carefully, with infinite patience and grace.

A new type of picture, one that didnt work without both halves. It was not a flower, or a heartthat would have been symbolic.

And it would have spoken to a culture neither Antinium knew. Rather, they were creating a building.

A magical building, of pale silver and odd angles. That rose across their bodies, whole only when they stood so. Apart, it was meaningless, two broken halves. Together, if they stood side by side and their arms twined

The Antinium understood something in that moment, Purple Smile, Thaina, Chesacre. And that was something the male Antinium above had yet to learn entirely.

Sex was one thing. Love was another thing. Sometimes, often, the two were conflated. You could do it for many reasons, but it was designed for more than just pleasure.

Like happiness. And you didnt need carnality for that. Happiness was also seeing someone else in pleasure. It was part of what you called romance.

Although, it was true

Sometimes it was just plain smut. And that wasnt a bad thing.

-

Oh! Oh Nagasthats amazehow are youdead gods!

There was something else people needed to know aside from wholesome love. And that was that of the many races in the world, one was best at having sex.

And that was Selphids. Geneva Scala felt her inner canals tighten and she and Xeppal both hissed. In pleasure. Geneva felt two objects moving in her, but there wasnt even a hint of pain. Or stretching. She sensed something in her contract rhythmically as she moved up and down.

The sensationwasnt like regular sex. As Maughin could have told Geneva or anyone if the Dullahan was inclined to speakand he wasnt, Dullahans talked about sex as much as Erinyou might have your pride. You might believe you knew something. A few tricks. Or even a hundred.

But the truth was you were a neophyte. An amateur. You couldnt even try to reach the heights of sexual conduct. Because you didnt control your body. You were just a flesh-vessel, able to activate ten percent of the functions that a Selphid could.

And a Selphid in a living body? In ages past, Selphids had conquered almost the entire world and created an empire. Geneva had known thatthat was why a Selphid could never inhabit a living body. For the power they could wield. But she had a new insight in this moment, as she felt herself clamp down, felt a burst of whiteness behind her eyesand she couldnt count how many shed hadand saw Xeppal nearly inhale his tongue.

As terrible as the Selphid Empire had been, theyd had amazing sex. Geneva was vaguely aware as Xeppal climaxed and she rose to give the condom astress test with her mouth, that she was being watched.

Well, theyd been going at it for two hours. Xeppal was the best [Prostitute] in the Slippery Tail. He didnt have a male refractory period. And Geneva?

She had Okasha. The Lizardman climaxed again. Geneva felt herself mimicking him, they were that in tune. She spat carefully, and reflected that she could improve the design of the condom. It was an industry in her world.

The last few moments of sex, six minutes later, actually made Geneva white out for a bit. Or maybe that was a thirty six hour work day and two hours of exhausting sex.

She came to with Xeppal lying beside her. The Lizardman was panting, staring at Geneva wide-eyed.

Isthat wasincredible. Even with thethe

Condom.

Geneva smiled in a sultry way at the Lizardman. He was finally deflated, just worn out. The other sex workers stared through the door in awe. It was Okasha in charge; Geneva was happy to let her do it.

I had no ideahow did you

Lets just say I have a few Skills myself.

She winked at him. And Geneva Scala felt a bit alarmed. But how else would they explainthat? Xeppal just nodded.

A [Doctor] and? Hold on, I should be paying you.

Okasha-Geneva just laughed. She bent over to kiss XeppalGeneva stopped her. Transmission of diseases! No, but waitshed tested Xeppal, hadnt she? And hed been clean.

And theyd been doing a lot of kissing already. At least the condoms worked. Geneva felt tingly as Okasha bade farewell and walked them out the doors. An awed crowd saw Geneva off.

She wasnt even walking funny. Okasha had kept Genevas muscles from getting sore, or damaged andthe Selphid smiled, relaxed as could be.

Shed felt everything Geneva had. And shed even enhanced the experience. Geneva stretched in the evening light. She felt light, clear-headedhad that technically been a three-way? What were the ethics of a hidden partner?

Shed worry about it tomorrow. For now, for once, she was ready to sleep for a day. Okasha laughed as she let Geneva take over.

That was amazing! Lets do it again!

Geneva hesitated. She stared back at the brothel, and then thought about her duties. It was a bad idea to fraternize with patients. Even if this had been an unusual case. She had a job to uphold. An image to maintain.

She paused.

Well come back in a few days.

It was a hard truth to swallow for those who hadnt experienced it. Yes, they inhabited rotting bodies. Yes, they were temporary guests using a shell. But they had learned their forms that people took for granted. Whatever you believed, no matter what you said

Selphids did it better.

-

There was always more to learn about sex. And yes, you could drown in it. It neednt be all things. But it was a part of life.

Goblins having sex. Antinium understanding romance. The courting and travails therein in regards to Erin Solstice. Vampires and when you were ready to give as much as you took.

Geneva Scala, Last Light of Baleros and extremely eligible bachelorette. Sexual prodigy. Because Selphids were the best at what they did.

Andother couples. In The Wandering Inn, there was a fact no one kept track of. No one really thought of, or cared to measure. And that was that no one had had sex in this particular inn since its inception and construction.

Temile and the [Actors] were certainly contenders. But they tended to find company with their temporary, star-struck fans and since they were new to Liscor, they were still finding their feet.

It would happen. Oh yes. But no sex had been had. Sex had been written, andthat was all. But that evening, the record about no sex was broken.

By a digit. Orjust like phalluses, members, and penii had different words, so too did fingers. And in this case, one gently, delicately moved.

There was a gasp. A short intake of breath. Someone stopped.

Am I?

No. Go ahead.

A pause. The digit moved again. And the breathless voice changed depending on how it moved. Poking. Prodding. Pinching delicatelylearning what was best and not.

On both sides. After a while, there was liquid. On the digits. The Antinium stared at them, and this new thing. Lyonette exhaled slowly. She looked at Pawn.

Youre being too careful. You can domore.

Her voice wobbled. The Antinium looked at her.

Are you sure?

Youre in my room. Against Klbkchs orders. And we planned this for the last month.

The [Princess] snapped at him. Pawn paused.

True.

The [Princess] had been noticeably absent from the inn for a while. She hadnt clashed on Erins views regarding Antinium. Perhaps because she had different ones. Perhaps because some things happened behind closed doors.

With chairs and a dresser blocking them. And the shutters were locked too. No little Gnolls or intruders would come in here, thank-you-very-much. And if someone used the Garden to enterLyonette had a sword.

Sorry, Pawn. Its justIm feeling a bitclose. Keep going.

He did. Carefully. Lyonette made a sound and he stopped.

Is that

Thats a good sound! Dont stop! Get thethe things!

Pawn looked at the bag hed bought from Krshias shop. The Gnoll [Shopkeeper], not working in the Council today, had been very amused by his order. But she had provided, and now, Pawn inspected the stash.

And I will put them on

Yes! It should fit. Does it

It turned out that one of the things Ryoka had told Fierre already existed in this world. Albeit, not common. But marital aids for lovers with problems in bed existed.

Strap-ons, if it wasnt clear. Pawn stared down at the thing he was tying to his waist. It was mimicking a Humans, which was what Lyonette had required. Gnolls and Drakes were astep up.

Where did you get this? Krshia only provided the harness.

Lyonette was kicking the edge of the bed with impatience. Theyd taken their time. Escalated to this moment over weeks of talking, conversationexperimenting. Seeing each other as more than just Antinium [Priest] and Human [Princess]. Slowly.

Which, of course, made this moment only the more special. Lyonette had been disturbed by Erins revelation that [Priests] were not supposed to do anything to other people. Pawn had considered this. And decided he could live with [Acolyte].

Krshia keeps giving them to Erin. She never uses them. Is it ready? Im ready.

Are you sure? This is an important moment, Lyonette

The irony was that Pawn could have educated Belgrade and the others in everything they needed to know. He faced the [Princess], and Lyonette du Marquin smiled up at the Antinium Worker. Her eyes shone as she replied.

Well, Im a terrible [Princess]. I guess my parents will have to live with that. Come here.

She and the Antinium met on the bed. And Lyonette gasped and Pawn instantly cast [Heal Minor Wounds], which was hilarious. And silly. And an accident. And the two found something new out about each other and themselves.

And they had sex. But because it was the first time, it was sort of vanilla.

Sometimes vanilla was a good thing.

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One. Last. Thing.

And this was the biggest of them all. The pinnacle of a day full of madness and lewd things. Sex and romance. Heartbreak and choice.

Erin Solstice sat in her inn. She was not aware of Pawn and Lyonetteif she had been, she would have assumed they were just having one of their chats. Which usually took place in the room and why would she think on it?

She was ignorant of it. Andpreoccupied herself. Erin stared aimlessly around as she sat in the Garden of Sanctuary. No one was in here; she could sense it.

Also, no one could go through the magic door. She was sure of that too, which was a relief. Mrsha was in Liscor, tossing meat bits at a young Frost Wyvern. The other guests were occupied.

She was alone. In her [Garden of Sanctuary], her Level 40 Skill that no one could enter.

In the tropical section, deep inside it, out of view.

Sitting behind a tree.

With a bunch of curtains up. Well, bed sheets.

Erin had been trying to figure outthe best place. Because when you got down to it, The Wandering Inn did not encourage privacy, at least, of the kind that made you reassured enough to do what you wanted to do.

There was nowhere notexposed. The outhouses were outside, and grouped somewhat close together. Rooms? Hah! Those had windows, and Workers marching about on the roof and they were technically accessible via the Garden of Sanctuary. Erin was realizing the flaw in her new Skill.

And where else could you go if you were going tonot want to be seen? Make some noise? Really, think about it. Where could you go?

The Floodplains? If you werent in view from the walls of the city, there were Shield Spiders, Rock Crabscaves had monsters in them.

There was nowhere in a city. Erin didnt have an apartment. Gnolls had noses. Ohand even if you thought about going somewhere else, like the Strongheart farm

To begin, with, no. And secondly, there was only likethe barn. With cows and animals staring at you.

Maybe if I went to Celum or Esthelm. But I bet Id have to hike somewhere and find a cave or something. And theres probably monsters inside. So much work. Heymaybe Numbtongues mining stuff? Nah. Nah.

Erin muttered. In some ways, she was rather like Numbtongue. She sat there, in her very private moment, and still felt like she was being watched.

She was self-conscious. Andhonestly, a bit upset about today. Erin feltbothered. She tried to put it into words.

I dont need to know about this. I dont want to. Itit changes how you look at people. Hey! Garia and Fals had sex! OrSelys and Hawk?

She didnt know about Garia and Fals, but now that she thought about it, she bet Garia had tried it. Ryoka had said how much Garia liked Fals.

And Erin hated it. She hated people talking about it. Dead gods, shed hate someone having an entirediscussion about sex. It was vulgar! And lewd! Andwhy did you need to talk about it?

It changed everything when you found out about two people in a relationship doing the humpity-humpity. Noit changed nothing, or it shouldnt. People were people.

At the same timeit did change things. But Erin wasnt a prude. Was she?

Shed had an intimate relationship. Twice, thanks. Notsex. Not the kind that would get you kicked off unicorns. But um, something that would get you in trouble if your parents found out about it. Heavy things, right up to the moment itself.

And it had beenfine? But it had never gotten there because Erin wasnt ready. Because it hadnt been right. Erin didnt get the same buzz some people did. Maybe, as Krshia said, it had been bad sex. It had certainly been short.

Erin thought she knew herself. But this was another layer that she, Erin Solstice, hadnt ever really explored. Didnt understand. It made herafraid.

Because she did want. She didyearn. She had urges, like everyone else. Erin stared at her pants.

Probably should take them off, yup, yup.

But then she felt exposed. Erin sat down. Enough waiting. She knew how this worked.

Come on, stupid.

She poked herself.

Ow.

Erin paused. She had to get in the mood. Mood was important. Butsomething was off. She definitely felt a bit bothered after all the discussion. And yet

I want to. But whats wrong with me?

The young woman muttered to herself. She thought of Palt. Oror Olesm? She tried to imagine it. Her. And a Centaur

Okay, maybe that was pushing the limits. Backtrack.

Erin wasnt a fool. She had knownsomething way back when. But in this, at least, she liked being ignorant. She suspected. Did Palt actually? Nah. But why would he?

He was a big shot [Illusionist] and she was justErin. Why wouldand if they did

Her imagination needed an upgrade. Erin Solstice sat, pokingokay not poking, but trying to get something started. Nothing happened. She kept thinking.

Numbtongue.

The [Innkeeper] paused. No. Too intimate. Tooclose. She tried a generic person. But it had been a long time since then. And she was afraid that something was wrong.

Darn.

Erin buried her face in her arms. What was the matter with her? She wished she could talk about it with Ryoka, or Ceria. They were easy to talk to. Lyonette wasa [Princess]. Who was probably an actual virgin. And Krshia was too old and laughed, and guys were out and

Mm.

Erin curled up into a ball and rolled over onto the dirt. She lay there for a while. She wasnt happy. She was unhappy, in fact. At herself. Frustrated. Lost.

I never enjoyed it. Whats the big whoop?

She wanted to know. She didnt want to know. She wantedErin Solstice closed her eyes. And it was a ridiculous thing. But she felt like crying. Just a tiny bit.

Nothing bad was happening at all in the world. There were no disasters, no pressing emergenciesyet. But it was strange. When all the bad things went away, there was only Erin, and her days weregood.

And yet. Erin Solstice tried to imagine it. But her body told her one thing, and her mind couldnt imagine it. She wanted to and didnt at the same time. Yes, yes.

Andno. She wasnt interested. But one fact remained that Erin did know was true, that made her want to cry, even though she couldnt. She had a family in this world, an inn. Good friends and things to do.

But sometimes even now, she just felt lonely.

Authors Notes:

I wonder how youll regard this. Hi, Im pirateaba and Im tired. Its VERY late and I wrote through the night. Id sadhow many hours? Ah, 9:30 exactly almost. I streamed the entire thing.

Because if I was going to be too embarrassed, I might as well not write. But I wanted to write this chapter.

And not just because its sexual. Because its true. Sex happens, but like periods or poo, you dont read it in stories sometimes. An entire story goes by without one person having a bowel movement or popping a pimple. Have I done pimples?

I digress. This chapter was meant to be real. Silly, yes, but real, and show a new side of characters. Big new sides of things. It will not happen all the time. In fact, Im aware some members of the readership are young, or probably dont want to read this.

And I get it. Because this changes how you see a character. I understand that. And it can be uncomfortable, so these chapters will be rare. Explicit content I might keep only to chapters devoted to thembut other aspects of love, no.

Its an experiment. I dont know how well I did, but I tried to write a good chapter as always. Im tired. My break is coming up and Im hitting peak exhaustion and Im still recovering from my cough. But I feel satisfied by writing. Happiness, sadness, and sex.

A last note. Im changing a lot of things, including how I post my after-chapter thoughts. Featuring more great art is something I also want to do. Its a time to try new stuff. Below, I have two pictures of Erin Solstice, by pkay, and Staugroan, both amazing artistson Twitter and Instagram, I believe. And I cant link to either because they have uh, explicit content. But thank you for the art of Erin and thank you for reading.