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(thanks to Blackwing to translation)

The next day, Razzor was greeted by the morning in the ruins of four-poster bed. He grumbled a little at the early wake - since morning to him had a totally different meaning.

When he descended, the team was waiting readily. They gathered near a carriage, lead on by a bulltaur. He was a huge mass of muscles, but from the dumb look on his face, not the smartest one. The other two seen last night were here too. Livanda was sitting on the coach box and staring at the bulltaur. Zordun was talking slightly away from that with a gryphon who was wearing a light leather armor, a blade just hanging on the side of his belt. There was also a horse mare leaning on the side of the carriage who was a good heads taller than everyone else.

He was almost up to Razzor's chin. She had a massive, built body, and two plump breasts. All she wore was a tiny little loincloth and a top. Which looked definately strained from the two large breasts it was trying to cover. However, on her back, she carried swords that would easily make a dragon proud.

Another person arrived on a mounted runnerbird. It was a doberman female, she only wore enough clothing to cover what was necessary. On the other hand, she had more htan enough jewelry on her, as if she was swimming in the princess' treasure vault.

„I welcome you all! I am Nadrava. I will be the leader of the group."

After, she quickly summed up her plan and where we will go. The other team members introduced themselves to eachother as well. The mare was called Hellen, the gryphon's name was Gordon, and the bulltaur's name was Brag.

'Atleast we won't be bored during travel!', came the prediction from Razzor after looking over the group.

He adjusted the purse on his belt, which was pulling down. He did ask for half his payment up front. Really, what would he be worth with so much money dying on the mission?

When they were all ready, they headed out the castle gates.

Even the lady came out onto her terrace to cast the leaving party a final glance.

As always, she wore a regal-looking silk clothing.

On her horn, she had some sort of silver decoration that made the rays of the sun reflect painfully well off of.

But her gaze has instead shown tiredness and exhaustion. With bags under her eyes.

When the lynx spotted that, she cast a nasty look at the dragon.

They rolled out the gate, leaving behind the town.

Brag pulled the carriage while Zordun and Livanda sat at the front, watching the bulltaur pull without having much to do - since he knew his job. They just didn't want to walk. Gordon flew into the air, following them from there. Nadrava was riding on his bird, while Hellen and Razzor followed on the side of the carriage. The pace was fair. Though the mare did sometimes sit on the back of the carriage when she grew bored of walking.

The lynx kept staring at the dragon through the entire tip with a sharp glare.

„What! „ He scoffed at her, annoyed.

„I can't beleive you had the nerve to ask for THAT!"

The dragon blinked at her a few times, but then realized.

„Oh! You were eavesdropping by the door? „ He grinned „ Well why didn't you come in? Beleive me, you would have made a wonderful third!"

Her face changed to a vivid color of red, barely getting any air for a few seconds in her anger.

„How dare you! „ It errupted out of her in the end „ I would never take part in such a shameful thing!"

„Beleive me: she loved the bliss. I know my stuff! I don't know what kind of limpdick losers you've had so far, but trust me, once I take care of you, your opinion will change forever!"

He instantly began to look the girl over. 'Young little plank but eh'.

She angrily pulled her cape to cover herself.

„Don't you even dare! You, you... „She wanted to slam an insult at him but apparently she couldn't even curse straight" I'm a priestess of the Light, I will not be dirtied by some man!"

Razzor grew wide-eyes and grinned ear to ear.

„YOU'RE A VIRGIN?! „

Even Zordun pulled his head up from his faked sleep mode.

„And she should stay one!" Came a confident female voice from behind.

Nadrava rode his bird over to Razzor's side.

"We need an pure priestess during the ceremony!" adressing the dragon „And I don't see much chance of us finding one in Mondrak! So don't fuck this up or I'll turn you into a rabbit girl and have Brag fuck you stupid!"

Looking at the cold stare of the doberman, he could beleive him.

„Huh?" the bulltaur turned back hearing his name.

„Straight ahead on the rod!" instructed the sorceress.

„Uh huh!" he nodded.

„I heard how well you tired out the Lady, and that's a nice achievement, but you should keep your energy for something else." And with that he rode ahead.

Razzor was fuming a little inside at being downruled. Livanda just grinned victoriously. Looks like she got some justice.

„Don't be so happy! „ He growled, more so to himself „When this job is over, I'll still have you!"

After that, the trip was pretty much uneventful. They went past grassy hills and forests. Razzor didn'T have much of a talking partner. Livanda didn't even say a word to him. Zordun was a keep to himself person, and the others mostly talked to the lynx girl. Knowing Brag's mental capabilities, a conversation was kind of impossible. Gordon was in the air non-stop, scouting the scenery. Navrada was always far ahead or far behind on his bird. Only Hellen was left. But the mare soon grow bored of the one-sided conversation involving him hitting on her. Three Days later, the path lead through a forest. At sundown, the team was stopped by Navrada, with Gordon landing next to them.

„Alright" started the magician. „We camp here for the night. We reach dead marsh tomorrow, that is Mondrak's border."

„Not many niceties you hear from that area" Zordun spoke „Wouldn't it be better going around it?

„No" the doberman shook her head „The border is guarded strongly everywhere. Except the marsh."

„Oh right!" the dragon interrupted „they think nobody will be stupid enough to get through there. And I have to say, they're right... there are a few nasty things there even I don't want to have to fight. Let's just go through a few guards or so, that's safer."

„The mission must be kept a secret. We go through the marsh. This is not up for debate!" The magician exclaimed.

Nobody objected, only Razzor was frowning.

„Gordon, did you see water anywhere?" Navrada turned to the gryphon „We might not have a chance to re-stock for a while."

„I saw a spring two arrowshots to the northeast."

„Great! Razzor, Hellen, take all the canteens and go fill them up. Me and Gordon will scout the area to see if it's safe or not. The rest should gather firewood! Then we will discuss guard duties!"

The dragon noticed that from time to time, the gryphon and the dog femme vanished at the same time.

'I just know that beaked bastard is screwing her in secrecy'

He didn't say a word, just growled quietly and got all the canteens. After three days of walking, he was tired, and he had no wish to do this extra distance. Why couldn't they send the ones who weren't walking all day?

„Come on, let's look at that spring" he said to the mare, who was also just as unenergetic „atleast we'll know which canteens have clean water, and...which ones I took a leak in."

She cracked a faint smile at that, the others giving him worried looks.

„Don't you dare!" Zordun boomed.

Razzor just grinned, turned around and walked to find the spring whilst whistling.

After about half an hour of wandering, they found a smaller lake. The water poured down from rugged cliff walls into the lake. It looked like a nice place with the forested area surrounding it and the red sky of the sunset to illuminate it all.

Razzor leaned down, cupping some water in his paws, sniffing at it, then drinking some.

„Clean!" he said, placing the canteens down „ let's full these things and go back. I'm hungry!"

„Wait! We shouldn't miss this change!"

„What chance?"

„To take a dip in the lake! Who knows when we'll have the chance to take a bath next."

„Oh come on! We'll be just as messy in the swamp tomorr..."

Hellen threw off her top, from behind which her lovely breasts sprung forward.

„...oh, why not?" his tone changed instantly.

„You coming, too?„ she eyed him with a playful grin.

His eyes however, were trailing a bit lower...

„Oh yeah!" and he started undressing.

'Why does every bitch have the hots for water? Damn! I should have been born a water dragon!'

A few moments later, Hellen splashed in the water naked, and started to swim towards the middle of the lake. He was a little slow to follow, since he isn't the best swimmer around, and the water was cold.

'This is gonna make it shrink!' he grumbled a little but soon followed her anyway 'Damn, I'm going to drown because of my dick one of these days!'

Hellen on the other hand had fun just swimming around. She dove under, came back up again and splashed the dragon with some water.

„Does water affect all women this way?" he asked, trying to defend his hair with his paws „Because if that's so, I'm opening a swimming pool."

„Don't think so!" she swam closer „it just feels great after all the days we spent walking!"

„You know what I'd like?"

„I have a hunch..." She swam even closer, faces so close they could smell the other's breath.

„I think you'd like that too" he switched to a charming tone.

„Maybe. „she answered with a naughty smile.

„Let's check!" he whispered in her ear.

He wrapped a paw around her - working with his other appendages to not go under - and the girl obediently pressed against him. Their lips met in a kiss. He could feel his member come alive despite the cold water. She wrapped her hands around his neck and her legs across his hips.

'Nice! I don't have to hold both of us'

„Shouldn't we go out to land?" he panted when they took a moment to get air.

„No! It's so romantic in the water."

„Okay then!„ 'I'll survive somehow'.

He reached down to press his hardening shaft inside of her. But she let go and dove under the water. The dragon just blinked in surprise.

„What the..."

He looked around, but Hellen didn't come up anywhere.

„Bad joke!"

Something touched his leg.

„Hey, this isn't funny!"

Something dragged him under the water.

He looked angrily at the mare, but to his surprised, it wasn't her! It was a long, black tentacle. He wanted to scream, but air just left his muzzle in bubbles. He reached down and tore it off his legs, panting as he resurfaced.

„Hellen!" he screamed, but got no answer. - Fuck!

He took a deep breath and dove under again, goind down. He soon saw the poor girl in the middle of many tentacles, visibly at the end of her lung capacity. What he couldn't see is what the tentacles belonged to - the creature cloaked in the darkness of the depths.

He tore at the tentacles with his claws like a wild animal, ripping them apart. Accidentally even giving Hellen a scratch or two.

In the end though, he managed to free her. They swam up to the surface of the water and panted for air once there, replacing the spiky pain in their lungs.

Tentacles also surfaced, signalling that the thing wasn't going to give up.

„Quickly to land!" he shouted.

He however, turned towards the tentacles, spewing flames at the closest - which did no real damage, as they dove back under water immediately. She swam for the shore until she saw the dragon not following her.

„Don't worry about me, just go!" he shouted at her whilst fighting the tentacles which looked more like gooey black vines than octopuslegs.

She hesitated for a second, but knew she couldn't help him.

Razzor was fighting desperately, as more and more tentacles enveloped him. He tore through a lot, but there were always more, water bubbling around him.

Suddenly, something huge rose out of the water. It was the monster's head. It looked like some sort of maggot, its black skin sparkling slightly. It had six evil, red eyes that burned with hate, large teeth in its round mouth were visible.

Razzor's breath stopped for a second.

„Son of a bitch! You're one ugly bastard!"

The tentacles lifted him up and started moving him towards the mouth. He shook about, but to no avail. He screamed at the top of his longs as the mouth just kept coming closer.

Suddenly, a blue ray of light came from above the water, right into the creature's maw. The head blew up into millions of tiny bits, some disgusting yellow goo splattering about, covering the dragon. The tentacles dropped away lifeless, the dragon splashing into the water below. He immediately swam for the shore. On which stood Nadvara with his hands on his hips, visibly amused. He was panting as he climbed out, his mohawk-like hair was hanging messily in his face.

„You wanted to stab it with that?„ the doberman laughed, even though it was obvious that she almost broke out in laughter.

Razzor looked down and noted his still painfully hard shaft. Perhaps the adrenaline kept it hard the whole time?