“I’m usually the one getting tied. It will be my turn next time.” She lied. “Do you know why I am so irresistible Willie? It’s magic, real m...gic not the phony crap you see on stage. I’m going to share the magic with you but first I have to explain some things. I have the sweetest Tattoo and I never thought of her as real or anything. She was just my really nice tattoo that cost a lot to get and it hurt a lot getting her too by the way. Then one night I met a guy and he had this weird tattoo and. He could not tell if the Mage was lying to him or not. Q'yros could very well be covering for a poorly constructed Portal. It had been the Mage Guild under his auspices, when Q'yros had been Guild Master before his retirement from that post, that had built the Portal for Roquan about ten years ago, when the old one had finally failed."I am curious," Q'yros said, draping both knobbly hands over the end of his staff. "Why would you believe this Portal would leak?" My healer, Vanlo G'tort, is. None of them glanced back at Sheila as she stood dazed, confused and humiliated on the lawn of the villa in what she'd been informed was the outermost level. This was normally considered the most privileged level for the Intrepid's passengers, though after the attack by the Holy Coalition and the later bombardment by the maniac trillionaire it was now mostly empty with brand new villas and freshly planted trees.Sheila's question remained unanswered. What did stop her from leaving the villa?. “What are you looking at?” Yoko tilted her head slightly and tried to get a look behind the bookshelf. “N-nothing!” I said out of panic, unsure if I should stop Yoko from seeing what was behind the bookshelf. But then again, since those couples were doing it here in the library, it must mean they didn’t care about being seen. Ignoring me, Yoko walked past me and looked behind the bookshelf. I could see her arms freezing at her sides and her eyes fixed on the orgy that was going on. “You like.