Perils of Adventure Ch.01 - Silke - Sex Stories

Perils of Adventure Ch.01 - Silke

... solving problems the fun way. “Like the time I tried to sign my name on old man Daleth's warehouse.”

“Exactly! It took him ages to wash the scorch marks off those bricks.” Understanding slowly dawned on Keire's face at the thief's explanation and she started to nod her head in agreement.

“Yeah, alright, that... might just work.” The elf-blooded archer smiled, tension visibly draining from her body as she worked through the possibilities. “Alright, here's what we'll do. Vissi, leave one scorch mark right here. It doesn't have to be huge, just enough to recognize it later. Every five junctions from here we'll leave more marks. First two, then three, and so on. Got it?”

The childhood friends looked first at one another then back at their scout, both of them nodding. For the first time since learning their trail markers had been tampered with Silke felt a little hope, not to mention a newfound appreciation for their party's resident pathfinder. “Got it.”

“Alright. We'll try to keep our route as straight as possible and if we hit dead ends or passages that are too tight then we just go back to the last marker and try a new direction.” As Keire outlined her plan her voice seemed to grow in confidence until she sounded as if nothing at all had gone wrong. “This way we'll gradually eliminate paths and keep from repeating any. And we don't need to find the entire route back. We could hear the storm for a long time, remember? We just need to get far enough back that we ...

... can hear it again, then follow the noise out. Worst case we find a different entrance and once we're back on the surface I can get us to camp from there.”

“I like it,” Vissi agreed, a newfound edge to her voice. “And if we find whoever or whatever's been fucking with us, we burn them to a crisp.”

Silke nodded along, as always unable to resist her friend's enthusiasm. That particular failing of hers had, on many an occasion, led both street kids into far more trouble than they were prepared to deal with. It was perhaps the memory of one or another such misadventure that prompted a kernel of doubt to surface in her mind. “Um, Keire?” she asked, anxiety coiling around her heart like a snake once more. “What if the route we start with takes us... further in?” At that suggestion, Vissi's rampant grin faded a little, the sorceress also turning towards their guide.

Keire put on as brave a face as she could manage, one convincing enough that Silke couldn't be sure whether or not the huntress had already considered the same possibility. “I don't think that'll happen,” she declared after just a second too long. “I think we've been going in circles for awhile. If this place really is big enough for us not to have been...” Keire trailed off and Silke caught herself gulping. That wasn't a scenario that bore thinking on for too long. If they were truly that far from safety then they were also well and truly fucked, more likely than not to wander aimlessly until exhaustion finally ...