Iosef's head spun as his eyes darted throughout the tavern, finding a safe haven.

  But all he could see where quims id bare before him, beset by thighs of different sizes.

  Occasionally a nipple enters his view. Sometimes inverted. Other times, fully erect.

  As was his member, now painfully twitching from the sights that surrounded him.

  Is this heaven... or hell...? Iosef thought.

  Iosef's predicament was only exacerbated by the thick scent of tomato wine, occasionally mixed in with the appetising, savoury aromas of Thrunian cuisine.

  Eat... Maybe if I eat, I will stop noticing them...

  Iosef turned his attention to the fine spread before him.

  At the corners of the spread of food he could catch glimpses of the quims of his party members, alongside that of Shurmyr, and two others who introduced themselves as Ylessia and Utsuno, but he forced himself to stare at the food.

  His eyes rested upon a pte of white abalone.

  His member twitched.

  "Yo... Iosef... Did you just lust after a piece of abalone? Hahaha!!! There's no need to go that far...! If you want you can relieve yourself with my mine...! Hahaha!!" Qilian joked as she picked up a piece from the same pte with a pair of chopsticks and threw it into her mouth, chewing a few times before washing it down with a tiny cup of wine. Ustuno, Shurmyr and Thayacinth giggled in response, while Ylessia ate silently as though she had not heard anything.

  "Ugh... Qilian... Your jokes are really too much..." Fenia shook her head as she took a sip of wine herself.

  "Here, have some, it is quite good," Ylessia spoke in a monotone voice as she picked up a piece with her chopsticks and pced it on Iosef's pte.

  "Ah, thank you," Iosef spoke as he nodded and looked towards Ylessia who sat beside him.

  It was at this moment, he took in Ylessia's likeness.

  She was a short girl with pearl-like skin and feathered ears. Her bosom was ft punctuated by two nubs in pale pink. She bore an emotionless countenance, eyes of purplish-gray that cked lustre, and fair curled white hair tinged in pink at ends held by a white string that she wore as a headband.

  Iosef felt his heart twist a little as he briefly studied her precious little frame, but quickly averted his eyes and ate the abalone on his pte.

  A savory taste exploded in his mouth with notes of citrus in dancing in sarabande upon his tongue.

  "This is very good...!" Iosef could not help but say.

  Somewhat calmed by the food, he looked up to study the likeness of the other two strangers.

  First was Shurmyr, whom he dared not set sights on during their walk to the Oysters' Goodhome.

  Shurmyr bore long flowing locks of goldenrod hair that was combed to her back, with ocassional fringes trailing down her face. Of a tanned complexion was her countenance on which were set jewel-like eyes of amethyst. Her bosom was vast - nearly rivaling Thayacinth's own, and arm was tattooed with runic inscriptions of blue ink.

  Utsuno on the other hand, bore a countenance and complexion somewhat reminiscent of that of Qilian's own. Though her hair, fashioned in a hime-cut possessed a reddish hue, and her ears were feathered - simir to Ylessia. Her bosom was more modest, simir to that of Fenia's. She sat in seiza which revealed a clearly visible pink carbuncle between the twin mounds of flesh between her legs, which quickly made Iosef avert his gaze - only to meet Fenia's own, which was brimming with suspicion.

  Embarrassed, and ashamed of himself, Iosef quickly returned his attention to food.

  Through dinner, Thayacinth shared tales of their travels with the three with Qilian occasionally interjecting with a well-timed joke. Fenia occasionally served as a straight man to Qilian's mirthful exaggerations - which was received with much ughter by their hosts.

  In return, the three shared a number of tales of their own.

  Shurmyr spoke of how her mad shield-sisters decided haul a boat all the way to the north coast of the Vast Oasis to raid a Khunaean Treasure-boat, but failed, and was ensved for a few months, before being rescued by a travelling procession of a Priestess of Thrun. She served as Bde-Servant for a good five years in Thrun, before being absolved of her sins. Though she had thought of returning to her homend, she became enchanted with Thrunian culture she decided to work as a mercenary and bodyguard in Jeybanae, saving enough money to buy a home.

  As for Utsuno, she shared how she was a shrine maiden for a temple in Suukaku, a chain of isnds across the Serpents' Strait east of Qilian's homend, Ran'kun.

  Due to the outbreak of war a decade ago, she and her fellow shrine maidens were forced to escape by way of a junk to the Ran'kun mainnd. There, she found work as a pilgrims' attendant and set off for the nds of Thran in search of scriptures from the disciples of the Earthtouched Asetic.

  By ill fate, their procession encountered dust cyclone within the Silver Desert of Khor, north Of Ghun-Amur.

  Utsuno alone barely survived and reached the the bordering greens before being rescued by Ylessia who was assisting a few shepherds at the time. Since then she had lived with Ylessia for the st five years.

  "It appears that you've all settled in Jeybanae for good! Don't you miss your homends?" Fenia asked the three.

  "Sometimes, I dream of the Crystal Lakes - though admittedly not as often. Jeybanae is of a comfortable clime, and food is abundant. Though I do miss the taste of pickled ftfish from the Lakes, I admit that I am spoiled by the variety the Vast Oasis has to offer...!" Shurmyr replied.

  "A toast, to the Oasis' Bounty!" Utsuno cheered, holding her porcein cup high to which Ylessia, followed by the rest, and all downed their drink in unison.

  Iosef tried to follow, raising his head from his pte finally to gaze at his fellow dining companions.

  Fenia's cheeks her flushed as were her elf-ears, but she bore a faint smile. Iosef could not help but steal a gnce at the fine assembly of flesh the composed her toned armpits. She sat crosslegged, which just barely gave Iosef sight of her slit.

  Qilian was grinning ear-to-ear, her cheeks were tinted pink. Unlike the rest of the party, she decided to undress after entering the establishment, following the example of Shurmyr, Utsuno and Ylessia.

  She sat in a rough manner, stretching her left leg outwards, and curling her other against herself - dangling her one arm on the knee while holding her cup up with one hand, clearly unconcerned with revealing her quim for the world to see.

  This defenseless posture stoked some fires within Iosef which was aggravated by the observation that she seemed to be looking, not at the the rest of her dining companions, but towards Iosef's lower body which made him quickly avert his gaze from her.

  Khayacinth gave a gentle smile. Her eyes were mostly obscured by her silver hair, but Iosef could tell she was looking at him as well. She sat with her voluminous thighs together in a kneeled-sitting posture which teasingly obscured much view of her nether regions. Her countenance betrayed no sign of drunkedness, and she held her cup high with both hands in an elegant manner.

  Shurmyr sat in a simir manner as Qilian, but seemed to give off a formidable air as she gave her toast. For some reason, her locks of gold flowed across her body, artfully obscuring her private parts - betraying to Iosef only slight glimspes of pink.

  Utsuno, sat in a simir manner as Khayacinth. She, too, seemed to have her attention on Iosef - their eyes met for a second before he moved on to Ylessia who sat in a simir posture as Utsuno, but seemed to be staring into the void.

  As the group continued their evening merry-making, there came a voice from the entrance of the banquet hall.

  "By the Seas! A hero has come!"

  "It's The Blind Champion! The Hero of Faramoor!"

  The evening merry-makers erupted in cheers as pleasant surprise as they rose from their kapok floor-cushions towards the entrance.

  "Did I just hear.... the Blind Champion?" Fenia whispered as a look of disbelief formed on her face.

  The group exchanged gnces with one another for a moment before Iosef spoke, as Fenia quickly jumped from her seat to join the congregating crowd at the entrance.

  "Could it be the same Blind Champion that rescued us from the Angulon's Bridge?"

  "The Hero of Faramoor... What a fine coincidence," Khayacinth smiled as she rose from her seat as well, finally revealing the elegantly hidden snatch between her legs.

  "C'mon Iosef, let's go! Maybe she'll remember us!" Qilian said as she rose and grabbed Iosef's hand, pulling him along to the crowd, with Shurmyr, Utsuno and Ylessia following behind looking towards the crowd with keen interest.