13 gold

"Thirteen gold?" Claire shouted throwing the small pouch of gold across the table, aiming for Yves head he raised both his hands grabbing the light pouch before it reached his face. "It was only a small band of goblin thieves Claire!" Yves shouted back slamming the pouch on the table, glaring across into her bright blue eyes he was matched by her fierce gaze. "Maybe if you found us a job that paid more you wouldn't be disappointed" Wallace chimed in barely looking up from his massive tome. Breaking her glaring contest with Yves, Claire spun focusing on young Wallace straighten her back pushing her generous breasts out like a indignant finger "The adults are speaking Wallace, when you reach puberty you can join in" Claire's barbed mocking voice raked the young boy.

"Claire! Don't be mean to Wallace" Rosa cut in displeasure adoring her unnaturally youthful elf face "Compared to me you are all children" Rosa raised her chin not willing to engage in anymore childish arguments. "You're two years younger then me Rosa! You're not some ageless elf yet" Claire shouted pressing herself against the table, spinning again to face Rosa. Huffing loudly she looked around the table face masked with rage unable to focus on who to argue with, Yves sighed leaning back in to his chair arms crossing his chest "Relax Claire we will find some better jobs" doing his best to calm her Yves spoke in a neutral tone, he couldn't be too soft with her it would only anger her more if she thought he felt pity or sorrow for her.

Claire focused on him, her glare intensifying unspoken rage boiling below her surface kept weakly in check. "What would you suggest we do then Yvevi?" through gritted teeth she leaned forward standing over him, Yves couldn't help himself as he attempting to find somewhere else to look besides her majestic breasts as she thrust them at him . "We should go to the frontier and guard convoys, it will keep us well paid and give us plenty of experience" looking in to her blue eyes he only look pleading not wanting to set her off again today. "And what is the rest of the party's opinion on yvevi's proposal?" Claire straightened her breasts finally out of Yves face, she sat awaiting the party's response a bemused grin on her face.

Wallace looked up from his tome "I agree with Yves, guards are paid a lot and not all journeys are dangerous" Rosa gently tapped the table with a finger looking between each member of the group face locked in thought. "I agree too, exploring the unknown would be quite interesting" after Rosa's decision the table was silent, Claire sat back in her chair trying her best to not look dissatisfied clearly upset with the groups decision.
"Very well then tomorrow we will set out for the frontier, I'm going to turn in early I suggest you do the same" Claire stood her face frozen in a emotionless expression and glided away obviously upset while trying to not let it show.

Yves sighed loudly, slumping against the table groggily mumbling to himself "She is gonna be pissed tonight" he moaned loudly attempting to shield his head from an unseen assault. "She had it coming Yves, be more forward with her!" Rosa melodic voice chimed in the satisfaction in her voice was evident. Wallace slid from his chair tucking the massive volume under his small arm, practically hugging it too his chest "It is getting late,  I'm going to head too bed as well" Wallace's girlish prepubescent voice didn't match his long and well worn wizards robes, his curly brown shoulder length hair shook and bounced as he marched off too the room he shared with Rosa. "Looks like its just the two of us tonight" Rosa sung patting Yves on his back "same as usual?" she inquired as she stood and strode to the bar, only receiving a disheartened nod from Yves.

Raising his head from the table Yves scanned the inn's common room, The Stolen Spade wasn't a very big inn but it second as the town square for Harevale, it was speckled with a few locals at the bar but only a few other adventures sat in corners trying to look menacing or busy staring in to the bottom of a pyuter mug.
Rosa was busy making small talk with the middle aged inn keep, Yves peered at another lone adventure sitting in a shadowy corner. The young man was around his age and appeared to be trying to push himself through the wall his back was against, the adventure had his hood pulled down over his eyes and had a plain woolen mask covering his nose and mouth. Yves watch unimpressed as the adventure sharpened a long dagger, he was sure that the youth wasn't in a party, they would need one more to make five people and form a real adventuring party.

Claire held the role of tank while Rosa healed with her druidic magic and with Yves stabbing anything that moved and Wallace throwing fire about they could do with someone who leaned more to the sneaking persuasion. Rosa sat down abruptly interrupting his train of thought, she slammed four pyuter mugs of stout ale on to the table "The inn keeper has quite the eye Yves! Apparently her daughters have quite a obsession with this new adventure in town" Rosa hummed as she divided the drinks. Yves had ignored the inn keepers daughters advances, three long weeks of not very subtle offers to roll around in some barn loft "Claire would kill me if I even looked at another girl" lifting one of his mugs too his lips "Oh! What about boys?" Rosa chuckled "You seemed pretty interested in that idiot in the corner" Rosa said nodding towards the shadow clad adventurer.

Yves finished drinking from his mug placing it on the table "Most Parties have a sneaky member, think he would do?" Yves inclined his head towards Rosa interested in her response. Rosa looked intensely at the corner dweller, the boy had started to notice the two sets of eyes focusing on him, Yves swore he could see him trying harder to merge with the wall at his back. "well he looks like one of those sneaky types" taking a drink from her mug Rosa kept talking but was muffled by her ale, Yves could only stare in disbelief only around him did she act less elven and pompous apparently he wasn't worth the effort to keep up the facade. Finishing her drink with a burp she locked eyes with Yves "Call him over, We can give him a interview of sorts and tomorrow we'll see if Claire likes him" Rosa began pulling her chair in and straighten her back, facade falling in to place.

Yves stood and waved to the corner boy silently trying to call him over, At first the boy had ignored Yves attempts to get his attention avoided by looking down intently and focusing on sharping his dagger. The boy pretended to be distracted until a impatient Rosa threw an empty ale mug across at him nailing him on top of his hooded head, with liquid fluidity the boy slipped another dagger out of his cloak and stood in a ready position to face an invisible attack. The bar kept on uninterrupted by the presence of the bladed boy ready to do murder, he look from side to side frantically trying to find who threw the mug. Yves couldn't help but lock eyes with the youth only around a foot shorter then himself the boy looked a lot younger in the light, a scrawny frame with layers of dark fabric hanging from it .

Of course the rogue was still older then Wallace and carried his knives with practiced grace, the youth glared challengingly at Yves his stony stoic face now one if embarrassed rage. Stomping over both daggers clenched tightly in both hands white knuckled as he worked his way towards Yves table "Are you looking to die" what Yves expected was meant to be a deep and scary threat came out in a high broken voice, colour bloomed in the lads cheeks as he caught himself making a mistake in his menacing appearance. Rosa couldn't help laughing at the boy's expense her already rosy cheeks matched her long ears, Yves notes to never let the elf drink anything that wasn't chilled wine or water.  The Harevale ale was very strong and caught him by surprise, Rosa was making it a habit to have Yves carry her drunken self to bed every night they would drink together "Sit down already, we just want to chat" Rosa's voice was only lightly slurred but Yves could tell she had begun her drunk spiral, it seemed he would have to interview the newest prosper for their party.

Rosa leaned back in her chair sipping on her fifth mug of ale while Yves began with the boy "We are looking for a fifth member to join our party, we need a sneaking expert for scouting do you think you would be interested in the position?" Rosa began slumping to the side, propping her head against Yves' shoulder and putting her weight against him "I work alone! I can't trust anyone to watch my back!" another bout of forced deepness only made his voice breaking more noticeable, undeterred by Rosa's drunken chuckles the boy locked eyes with Yves' "I stalk the night alone, I am death to those who stand against me" Yves could only stare in disbelief at the youth's delusion, Rosa on the other hand began to chuckle more throatily a deep hearty choke echoing against Yves' body. The boy stared on unwavering by the sudden disinterest and disappointment adjourning the two faces in front of him "Right...  I think we'll be heading to bed now, good luck on your adventures though"

Yves wrapped a arm around the unstable Rosa and practically hauled her to her feet while standing, she was around the boys height her slim delicate frame obviously elven all her features were small and well shaped. Her small soft breasts pressed against him as she tried to stand by only managed to press herself against him harder, Yves dragged the stumbling elf away from their table and towards the stairs to the rooms above. Looking back he caught glimpses of glares from the inn keepers daughters, apparently they had seen him carry the drunk elf upstairs to many times for it to be more then a coincidence, the last thing he saw as he claimed the stairs was the young rogue sitting alone and dejected where they had left him.

Fighting to get the inebriated elf to her room took some effort Rosa seemed to believe she knew some faster short cut to her room and it was apparently back down in the common room. Rosa wouldn't Stop insisting until they finally reached her door "See! I told you I knew a shortcut!" the short elf was propped against her door looking defiantly at Yves. "I saw it with my elf eyes! You silly humans should learn to rely on my keen eleven senses" the elf stood straight backed hands planted firmly on her hips, until her balance failed and she began to topple backwards. Catching her Yves fumbled with the key from her hand and unlocked the door, leading Rosa into the dark room Yves hushed her Wallace was most probably asleep already. Mimicking Yves hush but magnitudes louder Rosa stumbled in along side him "can you take care of yourself from here?"

In the dark room Yves couldn't make out Rosa but she seemed to be making some sort face at him "My sweet Yves what would Claire say if she knew you were helping me like that!" chuckling she hugged Yves her light frame hanging off his "I can take it from her" peeling herself off Yves she climbed on to the bed Rosa began fumbling on the bed as Yves left  "Hey Wallace! Do you want to play an adult game with me?" Closing the door Yves made sure to lock it before creeping toward his room with Claire. He was sure she must be asleep by now, hopeful he thought he could avoid another argument before the night was over, gently he unlocked the door and snuck in to the shared room. Locking the door behind him he slipped out of his clothes and only in his woolen britches he tried to slip in to bed,  Claire appeared to be asleep in the moonlight cast in from the lone window her steady breathes her chest raising and falling.

Climbing in beside her the warmth of her body enticing him has he pressed against her, wrapping an arm around her and burying his face into the small of her neck. The sweet smell of sweat and her lavender soap filled his nostrils as he snuggled with her. Yves had met her only a year before, she had saved his life in a ambush by Tannkiki bear riders, he had been a fool hard boy looking to make a name for himself. The scar dancing along his back was short and ended abruptly before his spine, she had stopped a Tannkiki war axe from splitting him in half, the look of triumph and rage on he face as her old party fought back the ambush always clouds his memories of her. Yves couldn't help clinging to her tighter, he wouldn't know what to do without her at his side just thinking about her gone made his heart ache, he kissed her neck and shoulder delicately not wanting to wake her but needing the confirmation of her presence.

After a few more years he would ask her to marry him and return to his home town and farm like his father did after the war, Claire might not want to be a farmer's wife but she would make a wonderful mother too their children. "what is wrong Yves?" Claire's tone was soft and comforting a direct opposite to her display at the table, rolling she faced him her shift barley hiding her seductive body he generous breast only hidden by a thin slip of underclothing pressing against his bare chest. The moonlight accentuated he wide hips and muscular frame, she could carry him she had in the past  "I'm sorry I didn't mean to upset you tonight" Yves spoke looking in to her moon lit eyes while her red hair clung to the pillow.

Claire sultry chuckle lit up her face a low and animalistic growl escaping her lips, darting forward she locked mouths with Yves trying her hardest to assault his tongue with her own. Caught off guard Yves pressed in greedily wanting more,  moaning hard in to his mouth Claire pulled the covers off them one hand finding itself in Yves' short hair pulling him harder in too her kiss. Claire's other hand worked it's way between her spreading legs and began probing and rubbing her sensitive spots "What took you so long?" breaking their kiss to utter her seductive question, Yves began pulling off his suddenly too tight britches allowing his swollen member freedom. Claire eyed him hungrily as one hand intruded her glistening sex her other called Yves forward towards her depths, between her healthy thighs Claire tried to guide him in to her glutenous mouth but Yves refused only teasing her with the tip and prodding her clit "Yves stop teasing" anger barely traced her seductive and hungry whine as she pressed herself forward giving him less room to move.

Finally Yves began creeping in to her warm tight layers as she hugged his member, coiling and massaging his organ, soft moans had replaced her whining as Yves began steadily thrusting deeper in to her tight pit. Claire roiled underneath him as he grinned into her "Faster!" Claire stammered as her walls tightened around him, Yves repositioned himself and began slamming into her rhythmically he pounded her, Claire's powerful legs wrapped around his waist and she bucked to meet his thrusts, her nails splitting flesh and digging deep like his member as she reached her edge. Together they climaxed Yves final futile thrusts left him exhausted on top of her, rolling off to bask in the afterglow they lay sprawled out beside each other bright moonlight lit the room as Claire snuggled closer after retrieving the covers. "You should speak your mind more often! Your frontier plan is a great idea" Claire began throwing the cool covers over Yves "I should have told you before hand, We are a team for a reason" Yves snuggle back pulling her in too his embrace. Together in each others arms Yves drifted off to sleep.

"The night hawk has thought about your proposal and shall accompany you on your way" the skinny hooded boy stood in the common room, backpack stuffed and ready  for the journey. Claire seemed interested in the lads sneakiness but quickly lost interest after he would only keep proclaiming his deadliness with a blade and how he had made the shadow his home. Yves was preoccupied with trying to wake Wallace apparently Rosa had kept him up all night, Rosa seemed fresh faced as ever and avoided answering about why Wallace was so tired. Eventually with everyone fed and packed the party set out for the frontier.