"Man... Iosef... If you're not careful with that thing, you coulda impregnated my feet! Ha ha ha...!!!" Qilian joked resting her head with her hands held up as the party walked.

  "Will you shut up, Qilian!!!" Fenia angrily jabbed Qilian's ribs, to which Qilian giggled.

  "Alright alright...! Twas just a joke! No need to get your loincloth in a twist..." Qilian smirked at the fuming Fenia whose elvish ears were still bright red.

  Qilian turned her attention to Khayacinth.

  "Man... You really weren't kidding about the deameaning bit of this city," Qilian spoke as she lightly spped Khayacinth's bare butt.

  "Also... what the hell's with this city? Why are there only girls about?"

  "Well, I did live around these parts with my mentor for a good decade. It wasn't that bad for us as we only had to occasionally come to the city to do some trading. After we were done with our business, we just left and holed up for the rest of the year in my master's tower," Khayacinth smirked as she prodded her hat up with her staff to let the evening breeze in her hat.

  "This... is... the... worst..." Fenia grumbled as she hid her private parts with her arms and hands.

  As did Iosef who covered his own with his hands.

  After their inspection they were ordered to wear a designated outfit while within city grounds, which was simir the short, revealing, translucent dresses worn by the gatekeepers.

  The only acceptable alternative was to not wear anything.

  All other clothing other than hats or jewelry was not permitted and would be confiscated by guards.

  And just as Iosef expected, the residents of Jeybanae dressed in a simir fashion though in more extravagant colors and patterns, ocassionally he would catch a glimpse a few devoid of any clothing which would make him flush in the cheeks and look to the ground.

  "As for why there are only women about... Well, it is because most men are quite vulnerable during this time in Jeybanae..."

  "What...? Then isn't Iosef at risk?" Fenia interjected with a worried voice.

  "I wouldn't say there is no risk, but if I remember correctly, men of his age are not particurly sought after during this period. There may be some odd characters who might seek him, but based on what I've read, it shouldn't be likely," Jeybanae smiled, shifting her gaze to Iosef.

  Their gazes meet for a second before he looks down again.

  Though Iosef believed the floor to be a safe haven for his eyes which were nearly blinded by lust, he was only greeted by the unusually seductive thighs and bare feet that walked about on the basalt tiled roads of the city. Unknowingly, his member grew, and twitched painfully in his grasp.

  "...Ancient scrolls speak of Jeybanae being blessed by Thranvahia, the Thranian Goddess of Magick." Thayacinth continued as they weaved through the crowd.

  "Bde-witches: Thrumaya of Bzing Wind, Thrimmis of the Cutting Breeze, Threcaea of the Emerald Bde, Thranaea the Blind, and Throgwyn the Hare Queen, ancient heroines of Thrun, following the commandments carved upon the Pilrs of Force, were told to stand prepared for the onsught of the Serpents of the Devil-Goddess of the Ocean, Myranec.

  "When the Star of Guhin, Jewel of Myranec, hangs high in the Pace of Maean - the West Sky of Night - seeketh within your consorts, and harem alike. Their essence shall be your succour. With repast, Great magicks shall, within thee, blossom. And drive the serpents back within the cold seas, or with luck, their galls shall you take and offer upon the Altars of Mocc..."

  Khayacinth recited in a soft, singing voice, clear like a harp.

  Unknowingly, Iosef found himself gazing at Khayacinth, the reddish sunset shining through her long, silky silver hair, glistening upon the backdrop of the sky hued carmine. He felt his heart throb painfully as he took in her enchanting nakedness, accentuated by the elegance of her posture and the light breeze that sent her long hair flowing eastward. The beads of perspiration forming around her rge globes, punctuated by pink mounts...

  "Woah... Is it me, or is it much rger than before..." Qilian spoke in a tone of awe, pointing at Iosef.

  "Iosef...." Fenia called his name with a rather moody tone.

  "Hah...! I'm I'm sorry...!" Iosef quickly looked downward bashfully, covering his member that had by now reached the extent of his belly button.

  Iosef heard Thayacinth giggle, before a clear voice greeted them.

  "Apologies for stopping you on your way fellow traveller, but I could not help but want to express my heartfelt appreciation for your fine recital of a psalm from the Book of Oracles..."

  Iosef saw tanned feet wearing anklets of bronze approach them.

  "Dear me, your kind words of praise are much appreciated. My name is Thayacinth, we hail eastern nds, past the Canyon of Ghun-Amur. May I have the pleasure of hearing your name?" Thayancinth greeted the stranger.

  "Of course...! My name is Shurmyr, like you, I am a traveller, though I hail from further north-west of the Grand Oasis, and past the Jewelled Mountains."

  "Pray, allow me to hazard a guess - you come from the Fjords of Lhasswel?"

  "Not far off! My ancestors were from the Fjords - they gave me my golden hair - but my homend is at the coast of the Crystal Lakes. You must be a great loremaster - to guess my origins from my likeness and clues as scant as I have provided...!"

  "Ah the Crystal Lakes... A beautiful pce that is...! Well met, Shurmyr... But your praise is wasted on me. There is much I have to learn, for me and my companions are lost in our search for lodging. But for you to have recognised a phrase from a Book of Oracles... you must be quite the loremaster yourself...!"

  "No... No... It is just that I have settled in Jeybanae for a good two decades. Though... you mention you have difficulty in finding lodging...? This may be somewhat presumptuous of me, but may I suggest the Oysters' Goodhome?

  "It is an inn I frequent as I personally know the innkeeper, and there are quite a number of travellers who stay there with whom you might find kinship, and mayhaps share a few stories of travel over cups of wine and oysters freshly caught from the Vast Oasis!

  "And if I may further shamefully boast on behalf of my friend, it sits upon a hill, home to a natural hot spring which offers warm waters and heated pebbles...!"

  "I'm sold! Let's go! Man, I'm so hungry...!" Qilian excimed excitedly.

  "Indeed... it does sound like quite the homely pce..." Thayacinth remarked.

  "Let's go already...! I'm exhausted from walking about like a pervert...!" Fenia spoke in a frustrated voice.

  Iosef sighed in relief as the party followed Shurmyr.