Ilkabad and Levanna Chapter

The next morning Ilkabad woke up in a soft bed a real bed. It had been some time since he was asleep in a bedroom that didn’t rock with the ship at sea. His sheets were green whereas his brother’s were a light yellow. Each of the warriors sat up in their bed and shock themselves awake. They heard a knock on the door. Ilkabad got up to see who it was knocking on the door. He assumed it may have been one of the barmaids or the Inn’s cleaners. The Vyceryl heard the knocking again before he opened.

“Good morning, what is it?” he blindly asked. To his surprise it was Leothrad, Scur, Vaynis, Oephus, and Ursella standing at their door. They were waiting for them to wake up, but decided to get the two brothers out of their room.

“Are we awake enough for breakfast?” Vaynis asked and laughed hysterically. The witch-goddess walked away to do whatever she was about to do. Ilkabad had no clue what that woman was up to not did he want to. His only hope was that she wouldn’t do anything crazy like summon some creature or change them into creatures. He turned around to get his bag and prepared himself for nourishment. Once there were all down stairs the brothers had roasted fish with mead. The Champion joined them with the others and had his second mug of mead.

“Now that we are on Lakatul where should we look for Captain Olverd and the others?” Evnar asked finishing his mead.

“If they are with my sister we should check my mother’s inn and look there.” Leothrad suggested to the group. They agreed to this idea and followed Leothrad outside.

Ilkabad was more than certain his lover, their new friends, the crone Visdiar, Ceinius and his pupils were at Mynia’s Inn. In the streets of Lakatul they passed Angoths, Veeks, Vah Shir, Clansmen from Irkanland, and Crowsians. Ilkabad saw the bewildered looks on the faces of Ursella, and Oephus. They had never seen such diversity in a settlement that didn’t involve slavery. When they came to the street where Mynia’s Inn was Ilkabad’s heart jumped up and raced with excitement.

Once they were close to the inn Ilkabad rushed to Mynia’s Inn. He did not want to walk these streets without Levanna at his side. This moment was one moment he was looking forward to after jumping aboard the Lessiiv. When he entered he saw Levanna sitting at a table having her morning meal. He slowly walked up to the table and stopped before embracing her.

“Your Vyceryl has come home.” He said in a soft voice, but loud enough for her to hear him.

She turned to see him and stood up from the table. His lover embraced him tightly as he wrapped his arms around her. Levanna nuzzled against his chest. She pressed her own body against his own and proceeded to rub his arms and chest. He felt his manhood grow and harden from the arousal she gave him. Her appearance, his love for her and Levanna’s touch made him crave for sex. Their eyes met with lust for each other as they rubbed their bodies together. Ilkabad saw the same craving as he did when he stared into her eyes. She shuttered as his hands brushed over her thighs, ass, legs, and hips. Levanna grabbed his arm and pulled away from the table. She looked at him with a look the said everything.

“Come with me to my quarters Ilkabad. Let us make love before my mother returns.” Levanna said as she dragged Ilkabad to her room in Mynia’s Inn. She closed the door and locked it so they could be left alone. Levanna turned around to face Ilkabad as he stood in the middle of her quarters. Her eyes locked down at his hard manhood and smiled. Then their eyes met again as they approached each other. They kissed for sometime that felt like an eternity. Another minute of kissed passed and they began stripping the other. Their mouths locked together with brief moments of tongue.

Ilkabad and Levanna slowly took their clothes off. Two nude bodies pressed against the other as hands fondled backs. Each moment of love making was a moment they did not want to waste. Ilkabad stopped kissing Levanna the same time she stopped kissing him. His hands moved allover her and found their way to her breasts. He squeezed and groped her breasts while she stroked him. The two lovers pleasured each other then went to the bed. Both climbed onto the bed and proceeded to fuck. He found himself pushing his cock inside her causing her to gasp. The Vyceryl thrust inside her softly grabbing her thighs. Ilkabad did not stop thrusting as Levanna’s orgasms started. Her back was all he saw as she gripped the bed posts.

It was something he looked forward to after proposing to her. He proposed to Levanna a week after they set sail. One of the Angothic traditions is to get the female lover pregnant. If the woman is willing to spread her legs then their marriage would be a happy one. A mage having a child only hinders her from doing her duties for a whole year and three months after the child is born.

His eyes looked at her back as he thrust faster and harder listening to her moans of pleasure. He could not control himself as his thrusts went faster and faster. Ilkabad’s thrusts caused Levanna to cling to the bed as she took him. Another minute passed and he felt his cock throbbing before he exploded inside her. Levanna let out a cry of pleasure and slumped down on the bed. Ilkabad let her go and pulled his cock out of her. Levanna turned around and wrapped herself around Ilkabad. She nibbled on his ear as he squeezed her tightly. They sat on Levanna’s bed silent as the night taking in the moment they had longed for. Their silence was broken when a clutter of voices rose up in the main hall of the Inn. Ilkabad assumed the voices belonged to the patrons and maids haggling prices or ordering food.

“It sounds like the morning crowd has woken up or just walked in. You know the typical travelers, pilgrims, merchants, and those Veek or Crowsian Scholars with their pupils.” Levanna told him as she rubbed his chest softly. He looked at her with a smile on his face and in his eyes. The typical crowd of voices must have silenced those of the companions whom he left in the streets.

“Do you know who you are forgetting about?” he asked her with some redness in his cheeks. She sat up and placed a finger on her chin.

“Let’s see now it’s Leothrad, Evnar, Ceinius, Clovis, Scur, Ceinius’s pupils, The Crone Visdiar, Senestra, Jethaam, and the other new friends we came across.” She answered looking at him.

“I meant the politicians, bards, warriors for hire, warlords, and the sailors who come in. Those are the ones you forgot about.” He pointed out to her and winked just to show he was jesting.

“And do you know who you have forgotten? Sir I have many ills against you bringing your monster hunter self in here with your pirates!” A familiar voice cried from behind Levanna’s door. Levanna got up to open the door and let the person in.

It was Levanna’s mother Mynia the Inn Keeper who darted for Ilkabad. The large woman tackled hims and squeezed him like a bear. She was too overjoyed to see Ilkabad to even care if he was naked. Mynia looked down acknowledging his nudity then shrugged as though she did not care.

“I am so glad you are home. Are Leothrad and your brother back with the others? Never mind the answer to that just put some clothes on. I have a busy day ahead of me!” Mynia said before urging them down to join the others. She left them to get dressed as her voice carried on.

As they dressed themselves Ilkabad could still hear Mynia’s voice. He smiled finding the innkeeper enjoyable and quite humorous. Levanna took her time and allowed him to exit her room. Ilkabad walked over to the hall for some mead and social company. The Vyceryl found his companions bombarded with hugs and kisses from Mynia before moving to attack Evnar with the same treatment. Scur was given a kiss on the cheek by the woman who embarrassed the young warrior. Ilkabad looked around as Levanna came up behind him.

In his viewpoint he spotted Ceinius lecturing his pupils with the Crone in one part of the hall. Captain Clovis was not there, but their new companions were there. Mynia hugged Ursella while Oephus took this opportunity to play some music. The Vah Shir and Captain Olverd sat down with some of the Lessiiv’s crew sharing a keg of morning mead. Jethaam appeared to be looking over where Ceinius was. Ilkabad ignored this and looked for Senestra.

“Where is Senesra?” He asked Levanna as a serving girl passed them. His question appeared to be ignored when she dragged him over to her mother. Mynia grinned even more than she always did with her arms wide open.

“Vyceryl Ilkabad you proposed to my daughter for her hand in marriage. Now you come to marry her.” Mynia said cheerfully as she hugged him again. She pinched his cheeks and shook his head a little.

“I hope you are going to give me lots of grand children!” She said beaming at him before letting him go.

“Well I guess you will have the first one within a year’s time.” He said beaming back at Mynia. She looked surprised then grew excited. Mynia pulled him towards her and pulled Levanna closer to her. She hugged both of them with a squeeze.

“Isn’t this wonderful Leothrad? Your own sister, our Levanna will be married and have children.” Mynia said to Leothrad pressing the couple together. Those who were watching cheered and clapped. Some raised their drinks and shouted with joy. Ilkabad witnessed a great deal of merriment the lasted until the hall heard a roar. They all turned their heads in the direction of the source only to see Jethaam be thrown across the hall. In moments the Vah Shir was on his feet again. He was ready to charge after the person again when one of Mynia’s men and Leothrad rushed to the Vah Shir. Jethaam pointed at Ceinius drawing the hall’s attention to the Mage.

“That mage is actually a demon in disguise! Because of his identity he is also a slaver and a murderer!” Jethaam roared frightening some of the patrons.

Everyone’s gazed were fixed on Ceinius as Leothrad went up to the angry Vah Shir. What has Ceinius not told them after all these years of knowing him? Were these accusations true or just blind hatred towards Crowsians? Was Ceinius even Crowsian at all?

“Calm down brother. Calm, stay calm, Jethaam. Please sit yourself down and let us be calm.” Leothrad said to the Vah Shir in the attempts to calm him down.

“I have been known to dislike some Vah Shir who assume the past is still the present.” Ceinius said who also had to be restrained by Vaynis and the Crone.

“Explain yourself in my inn! Ceinius what history did you have with Jethaam’s kind?” Mynia demanded from the Crowsian Mage.

“I will tell you if you restrain that beast!”Ceinius requested as chains wrapped around him. The Chains emerged from the finger tips of the Crone.

Leothrad slowly calmed Jethaam down to ensure there would be no more brawling. Once the Vah Shir was calm the entire inn relaxed and went back to a normal atmosphere. Ilkabad looked at the two brawlers wondering what happened between them in the past. He tried to get Jethaam to speak but it seemed impossible. Ceinius and Jethaam were seated at the same table. They sat opposite each other and glared at each other. Mynia went to fetch drinks for bother of them. A drink or two would always calm things down. Ilkabad wanted to ask, but chose to shut his mouth.

Jethaam appeared not very talkative about the subject. The Vah Shir was too angry to speak t anyone and tell them the story. From the looks of things the large feline warrior was speechless because memories of the past came back to him. Everyone soon turned to Ceinius to explain everything. He was babbling on cursing in a language they didn’t understand. One of their friends Olverd somewhat figured it all out.

“If I am not mistaken these two are past enemies. You see the Cren Order has been known to invade lands south of Auxmire. That does not mean they are successful due to resistance or Makool presence.” Olverd said to them recollecting what he know about the various conflicts he heard about.

“Well as long as you can keep these two away from each other in my establishment I am fine. Otherwise I will be losing customers and the usual patrons who come in here.” Mynia snapped in Olverd’s face. She then turned on Ceinius who was sti babbling to get free.

“Ceinius what do you have to say to me? I am asking you since you are capable of talking and coopering with us. SPEAK!” she commanded the Mage.

“Alright already! I am a few centuries years old and have been with four wives. Decades ago I once served the Cren Order. For many years I did Cren’s bidding until I was ordered…ordered to murder an entire village of Vah Shir!” Ceinius shouted above all noise in the inn.