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  Rules-Free VRMMO Life

  Volume II – Beginning the Journey

  Chapter 13 – First Night in Fathon

  The journey to Fathon was not far, only a day’s march, so we stayed the night at the Priestess’s cabin. After a very enjoyable night (not as enjoyable for Severa, as I punished her as promised by thoroughly using her ass), and a breakfast of leftover Priestess, we set out. Incidentally, it seems that cooking skill can be used to give temporary buffs to people. The Priestess’s meat gave us a +10% movement speed for four hours, and we ate the last of her at lunch, so we got to Fathon in the midafternoon.

  As we approached the city gates, the guards started, and then bowed to the two Princesses. “Your Highnesses! We are so glad to see you safe! We heard what happened to your carriage. How did you escape?”

  Apparently, the princesses were on a diplomatic mission to human lands, when they were waylaid, the cultists used poison to overcome their escorts, and they were captured and taken to the cabin. Esyae told the guards about the Priestess, and her ritual, and how I came and stopped it. She left out some parts, like the fact that we made the Priestess into meat, but did include how I defeated that adventuring company.

  The guards turned to look at me with new eyes, and said, “And who might you be?” They didn’t know what to make of me. High Fame led to guards being friendly, but high infamy led to them disliking you. With both relatively high, at least for low levels, I was confusing them, I think.

  I smiled, winningly. “I am a Traveler. I first came to this world within the woods, and came upon the Priestess’s cabin by chance. Fortunately, I was in time to stop her foul deeds. Now, my companions and I have traveled long, and could do with a hot meal and good drink.”

  The head guard nodded. “All right, then. If you follow the main road, you’ll find the Lady’s Favor. Not the most expensive inn around, but they’ve got the best food, and the owner’s related to the local priestess of Sharess. Next to it you’ll find the Adventurer’s Guild. If you’re a new Traveler as you say, you’ll be wanting to check in there.”

  The Lady’s Favor was a typical fantasy-world type inn, though you could tell it was a fairly high end place, as it was a three story affair. There was a common room on the ground floor, which doubled as a tavern. Well the whole story is pretty cliché, so I’ll skip it. Needless to say, we got two rooms, with meals included, for three nights, paying a total of 10 Silver, 5 Copper for each room. The Princesses got one room, and my slaves and I were sharing the other. The three-night stay was so we could rest, train in classes and professions, and hopefully get transportation to the elvish kingdom, so we wouldn’t have to walk the whole way. We probably wouldn’t be able to afford horses for all of us, but a wagon of some sort should be within our reach, right?

  Anyways, once we had checked in to our rooms, the Princesses went to see some of the people they’d met in the city, and my slaves followed me to the guild hall. This was actually a three-story building as well, which is impressive for a medieval city. Probably used magic to help?

  Entering the main room, we of course drew stares from people. It is common enough in games, especially with newcomers. When a newcomer has two pretty women following behind him, that tends to draw even more attention. Looking at the desk, I saw that a young man was there.

  “Hello there, I would like to see about registering as an adventurer.”

  “Just you?”

  “Ah, can slaves be registered?”

  “I’m afraid not. But if the slave is a former adventurer, their ranking will help yours, and the actions of your slaves will count for completing missions. They are considered to be property, like your sword.”

  “Very well. I will register myself, and Severa here will need to turn in her card.”

  “For the record, how did you come to have an adventurer as your slave?”

  “Her adventuring company, the Black Hand, was working for a Priestess conducting a dark ritual. They attacked me when I interrupted the ritual. She is the only survivor of that group.”

  “Oh. The Black Hand was an E ranked company. Well done, for a new adventurer!”

  “Well, I am a Traveler. And may I hear more about the various ranks?”

  “Ah, well that explains it. As for the ranks, they range from F through A, and then S, SS, and SSS. Everyone undergoes tests in order to determine their ranking. Once your initial ranking has been set, you may increase your rank later through accomplishments, though you will still need to take the tests to have the rank confirmed. Used to be, there was a point system, but we found that people would cheat or outright buy their way to higher ranks, for glory or out of pride, and would wind up getting killed when they took a quest that was too advanced for them. So the current system allows for advancement, but keeps the unqualified from moving beyond their capabilities.”

  “And what do these tests entail?”

  “A test of skills for warriors and a test of magic for mages. You can choose to do one or both tests.”

  “And what other services does the guild provide?”

  “In addition to verifying quest difficulty and rewards, we also will buy materials and gear you don’t need, at a fair price based on the current market. For those who have yet to unlock their class or subclass, we have testing services that suggest paths you would be well suited to, and gives you the requirements. In addition, members of the guild may stay at the guild hall free of charge, so long as they are in good standing.”

  “Very well, I’d like to complete my registration now.”

  “Please fill out this form.”

  I filled out the form, and the clerk said that they would have it ready by the next evening. Since the test instructors had gone home for the day, we would come back the next day for my evaluation. “By the way, where might I seek training in various professions?”

  “The Tradesman’s Guild down by the Marketplace is where you’ll want to go. They’re closed for the night, but they’ll be open early tomorrow morning. If there’s a profession you want to learn and there isn’t a trainer there, they’ll at least tell you where to go.”

  I thanked the clerk, who was apparently named Bill, and left, with Severa and Della in my wake. Severa had been blushing furiously this whole time, since she used to be an E rank, and was now publicly being called a slave. Oh well, she’s going to have to get over it, since I don’t intend on letting her go anytime soon. Neither of my slaves is getting free. A slave harem that I can take with me as we’re fighting? Why hadn’t I thought of this before? Oh yeah, Torgan was a light-type, and would never do such a thing. Good thing Zayn is a corrupt bastard!

  Speaking about harems and corruption, I was eager to experience more of both, so we went back to the inn for the evening meal. Nothing overly fancy, just some meat, cheese, bread, and ale, but it was all tasty stuff. You know, that kind of simple, home-style cooking that you can get together in half an hour, but satisfies much more than the little artistic plates at a five-star restaurant.

  After dinner, we went up to our room, after bidding good night to the princesses. Once the door was closed behind us, I commanded my slaves to strip, so I could examine them more closely. This was the first time we’d been alone, after all. Of course, I also removed my clothes.

  Della had blond hair reaching down to her shoulders, with blue eyes, about 5’6” tall. If I had to categorize her, I’d put her down as the ‘slender’ type. Her curves weren’t too noticeable, but they were just the right proportions, and went nicely with her B cups. She had this innocent look about her, a ‘girl next door’ type. Of course, she was also a b
ig time S, following Loviatar. I noticed a tattoo on the small of her back, just above her butt. The girl actually had a tramp stamp with Loviatar’s symbol!

  Severa, on the other hand, was a tall, raven-haired sex machine. Or she would be, when I was done with her. 6’ even, she had curves to make men drool and women weep, which were only accentuated when she wore those leather pants she favored. Her hourglass figure was only enhanced by some nice Ds up top. Unlike Della, who had neatly trimmed her hair between her legs, Severa was shaved. Apparently, she was used to being the dominant one in a relationship, and being forced to be my plaything was an adjustment to her. Her hair was normally pulled back into a pony-tail, but was now loose, reaching down to her waist.

  Looking over my beauties, I circled, pinching and prodding them as I talked, making sure to tease them as a bit of foreplay. “As you heard, I’m going to be an adventurer, and you two will be coming with me when I go into the field. We still have to get classes for myself and Della, and you two need professions.”

  “I thought ‘sex slave’ was going to be our profession now.” Ah, Severa, thank you for that interruption.

  “Severa, bend over and grab your ankles. Della, spank Severa’s bottom while I’m speaking.” I think I’m going to train Severa into an M, and Della into a ‘switch’. That’ll work best, yeah. As the first smacks of Della’s hand against Severa’s rear echo through the room along with Severa’s whimpers, I continue. “You’ll both be having plenty of sex, don’t worry. I’m an incubus after all, and so I have needs. But I want my property to be productive, as well. While I could whore you out, I thought it would be better for you both to learn something useful. So we’ll be going down to the marketplace tomorrow and see what professions are available. And, depending on price, we might even visit the slave market and find another to join our group.”

  “Another, Master?” Della spoke up, even as she continued spanking her fellow slave. Her cheeks were flushed, so I could tell she was getting excited by the situation.

  “Oh yes, I intend to have a full party eventually. You and Severa will be good for healing and for stealth attacks and other such things. But we could use a true mage or a warrior that specializes in defense. That will allow us to face a wider array of enemies, and provide better safety for you all. As a Traveler, if I die, I will return after a time, but that is not true for those of you born in this world.”

  Della nodded, signaling that she understood, and I smiled. “Now, Della, step away from Severa. As a reward, you may touch yourself as you watch.” And with that, I stepped in behind Severa, and spat on my hands using the saliva to lubricate my shaft “And Severa, it seems you need a lesson in what happens to slaves who mouth off.” And I shoved myself all the way inside her reddened ass.

  Chapter 14 – Testing

  After ‘teaching’ Severa for the rest of the evening, I slipped offline. The 4x time compression was great, since it allowed me to really enjoy the game, but I still tried to log off for a bit while sleeping in game. That let me get food, restroom breaks, and my daily exercise. It also let me check the forums, to see if any new info was posted. Of course, forum surfing was done in my virtual room, so I got the same time compression.

  There wasn’t much posted yet about AAO, except people giving glowing reviews of the game, and the high level of realism. I set up my new streaming account on the site, and posted video of my ‘boss fight’ as a teaser. I had a feeling that making a dungeon boss into a Dolcett girl was going to be a big hit. Especially when I linked it to my Torgan account, so my old fans could see the new me.

  With that set up, I dove back into the game.

  Stretching as I ‘woke up’, I turned, and smiled, seeing Severa still standing where I left her, bent over and grabbing her ankles. I’d ordered her to remain like that all night. Somehow, she’d even managed to fall asleep like that, which was impressive. Looking over to my side, I saw Della’s naked form lying next to me in bed, curled against me. Life was good. A quick check told me that it was 6 AM, game time. The Guild wouldn’t be open until 9, and breakfast wasn’t served until 7. I had some time…

  After I’d gotten the spell, I’d cast Sheltered Passion on both of my slaves. Dealing with pregnancy might be interesting later on, but I’d like to be more established before needing to worry about that. So I had no problems enjoying both my girls thoroughly. Thoroughly enough, in fact, that we just barely made it to the Guild at 9, even though it was next door.

  Entering, I saw the same clerk, and greeted him. He told me that testing would be done on the second floor, and had an indentured servant lead the way. As we went up the stairs, I talked to the young girl (she had to be 12), and found out that she’d been indentured to the Guild when she was eight as payment for a monster subjugation quest, since her village was poor, and couldn’t afford the reward for the high level request. She still had six years left of her ten-year term, but had been taught to read and write, among other things, so she was actually better off than many in her village.

  On the second floor, I went to a desk, and asked for the tests in both magic and martial skills. I wasn’t quite sure what I was expecting. Maybe a globe you touched to rank your magic, or your power level, or that displayed your stats and titles, or some such? Yeah, not so much.

  I did the Martial test first. The examiner was a Master rank swordsman, so no one expected me to win the fight. And it was a fight. The best way to determine one’s skill with weapons was to actually use the weapon, it seemed. So I used my sword skills and the wooden blades they gave us, and tried not to make an utter fool of myself. During the fight, however, I managed to land a single blow, which was followed by a window popping up.

  Sword Mastery

  Basic, Level 1 (0%)

  Add 1% to attack and damage with swords. (Increases by 1% per level from here on.)

  Chance of inflicting status effects (Bleed, Cripple) increased by +10%

  With that, the swordsman nodded, and proclaimed that, while I still had a ways to go, he would at least certify me as being high F-rank with the sword. If I did well with the Magic test, then the contributions of Severa’s former rank should be enough to get me to E-rank, not a bad place to start out.

  The Magic test was conducted in another room, which was warded and shielded to keep magic, and its secondary effects, trapped inside. This was important, as new mages could often lose control of their spells. Not too dangerous with me, but when a sorcerer played with fireballs, then that could get very bad, very quickly. It is the same reason why gun ranges don’t have people walk down their lane to check the target. Well, not unless the entire range is clear. Sure, the other people might be aiming elsewhere, but one mistake goes bad, fast.

  The instructor was a beastkin, of the Rabbit type. I tried Observing her, out of habit, and was suitably impressed.

  Canea Whitetail

  Rabbitkin Female

  Level 50 Ice Mage

  A level 50 was no joke, since I was only level 10. Still, they had to know what would happen if they put a cute Rabbitkin female in the same room with an incubus, right? Well, she was probably sure she could keep my charms at bay. Probably right, too.

  “All right. You don’t look like much, but I’m willing to see what you’ve got. What magics are you skilled in?”

  “I’m Basic level in both Dark and Charm magics.”

  “Hoh. Interesting choice there. Most wannabe mages go for things like Fire first off, so they can do the most damage possible.”

  “But neither of us are like that, are we? After all, you’re an ice mage, not fire.”

  “So, you snuck a look at me with Observe, hmm? Clever boy. So, let me see what you can do. The setup of this test is simple. Power is important, but not nearly as much as being able to use your spells flexibly and reliably. I’ll be casting my own spells at you, so you’re going to have to think fast. Understand?”

  “Got it.”

  “Good, give me your best shot, kid. You may begin when you’re
ready.”

  Immediately, I did the gestures and called out the words to my Darkbolt. Doing this kind of thing takes longer, but generally adds power to the spell. On the other hand, it also provides a handy distraction if you want to try something else, and make people think you’re using a different spell. I silently cast Fruitful Passion on myself, so the bunnygirl wouldn’t notice while speaking, and then silently cast Darkbolt once I was finished with the words, sending a black ray of energy from my hand, which deflected easily off the bunnygirl’s shield spell.

  And then I was dodging, rolling forward as ice came crashing down where I was just a moment ago. Since I had already made the opening move, she clearly saw no reason to let me get any more free shots in. I ducked under an ice spear, and silently cast Euphoria on her. I’d rapidly burned through most of my MP, but it was SO worth it. Her shield spell only countered damaging attacks, and I hadn’t telegraphed my spell this time, so she was hit full force by the spell, falling to her hands and knees at the sudden assault of pleasure.