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(No my regular D&D not this horny D&D.)\nI'm working out a balance of chapter length and effort and such. Errors will be found because I lack any other proofreader beyond myself.\nNow all that said, enjoy chapter 3!", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Delayed after the quick writing of the first two, but I did take longer on this one, and it is a bigger chapter, and I had some D&D delaying me.  (No my regular D&D not this horny D&D.)
I'm working out a balance of chapter length and effort and such.  Errors will be found because I lack any other proofreader beyond myself.
Now all that said, enjoy chapter 3!", "writing": "Story by Redix (Post Date: 1/18/22)\n\tThe following is a work of fiction and fantasy, it is not meant to mimic real life nor condone any of its actions in real life and the author doesn't condone any of the following actions be taken in real life. Just enjoy the fantasy.\n\n\n\nChapter 3: Corruption, Curse, and Cutpurse\n\t\n\tIn public, Aurix's next two weeks were less eventful. There were no more meetings with the higher ups of the faith, only an addition to his training that now involved physical and martial training. The pudgy gold dragon often found himself sore and tired at the end of it all, wanting nothing more than to fall into bed at the end of the day. In the first couple of days he remembered standing to perform the daily rites and prayers, because kneeling hurt far too much and he doubted he could rise afterwards. What helped make it more bearable was that Krisir had acted as a personal martial tutor for him during the training. The brass dragon always had a dozen or more encouraging words to keep him going through the pain and hardship.\n\tIn private, the gold dragon would find himself with Krisir, each relieving the other of the day's stresses. At first the crystal ball that had been used to observe the pontifex and his daughter served to fire their lusts for even more nights, but Aurix began to caution about its repeated use. What if it were something planted amongst them by an agent of Ra Viwr? Krisir arguned, at length, that both he and Aurix had been corrupted long before if that were the case, given their proclivities. Aurix had told him the story of the kobold brothel, and Krisir his own not too dissimilar story. They agreed to cease using the crystal ball until Aurix could discover some spellcraft that might alter it, and give them a glimpse into the others ordained in the faith. Until then, both dragons resolved to make discreet investigations. Krisir even sent for what he said would be an expert in discreet invetigations that they could trust. The waiting left both gold and brass dragon in a bit of a dry spell as they laid low, and waited for this friend to arrive.\n\tIn the meantime, Aurix put his off hours from physical training into the library. Beyond magical research, he began examining history as it related to a century past. He did not expect the tomes he poured over to go into detail, but with his suspicions in hand, he applied them to the words as written to see if all fit together. In the texts he found passages relating to the death of then Pontifex Primus Galgex. While the historical text was gentle, the annotations were more clinical and brutal. He perished of a long sickness where he described a feeling of being on fire. His scales were said at times to boil, but he could summon no fire from within himself. It was as though the fire within turned against him and melted him from the inside. \n\t\"Ironic,\" Aurix thought, \"That the description of this should make my blood run cold.\"\n\tFurther reading showed that three paladins of the order suffered the same fate. After this all the text would say was that the malady was overcome due to a quick quarantining and no others seemed to be infected. This, Aurix suspected, was the fate of those who did not become corrupted. They would instead become corrupted within the channel of a dragon's breath weapon. \n\tThe Draconis Fundamentium the organ was called. A unique organ to dragonkind which pumped blood from the heart to the upper stomach. Through the Fundamentium the elementally rich blood supplied by the heart would be treated and from the upper stomach, expelled. This is what gave dragonkind their \"breath weapon\" though it would be more acurate to say a dragon vomited an element, even dragonkind prefer thinking of it as breath.\n\tIn the texts were described an examination of the body, and a finding that the fundamentium, heart and upper stomach all showed signs of strange leisons. Purification rites were performed before the bodies were interred in the mountain, but no other examinations made.\n\tAurix sat back in the library chair, and gazed upwards towards the stained glass windows depicting the acts of the saints or the apotheosis of Aurilis. But his gaze was right through them. The chanting of the faithful in a nearby hall of worship helped his thoughts organize, while gentle sunlight through the glass warmed his face.\n\tHe was taken back to a time in his youth when an especially pestering aarakocra boy was pestering young Aurix with this and that. It had all been silly childish things, but the avian loved when he could learn a new trick to get Aurix with. One day this black feathered boy discovered the concept of \"heads I win, tails you lose.\" And tried to fast talk young Aurix into playing a game while flipping a coin. The eight year old gold dragon had snapped and turned around and pushed the aarakocra. Even a gold dragon boy has a good deal of strength at their age, and all aarakocra are of light body, frailer than most which gives them flight. Aurix's push was enough to send the avian boy flying back a couple meters and crashing upon a wing with a crack. The gold dragon boy was in a lot of trouble after that, and he never again heard from the aarakocra. He'd heard they had a broken wing, and were getting it healed in another town. But for Aurix this was the life changing moment that put him where he was now. His anger was soothed by his learning in the church. When he was taught the magics to heal wounds he could start to begin forgiving himself for each mended cut or broken bone he layed hands upon.\n\tAnd that is what this curse was. The coin lands on heads, the priests burn alive, freeze to death, are struck by convulsions and seizures that kill them, or melt under their own caustic nature. All fates of fire, ice, lightning and acid working against those who think of those elements as kin. Aurix waved a hand over a candle as he followed the thought, then dipped a claw itself into the flame and let it wash over his fingertip. It was hot, but not burning.\n\tBut if the coin should land on tails, and being it far believable that anyone would not wish to die in such a horrible fashion, they would find a way out. But what was that way out for the annointed? Could it simply be acts of incest? Was it more than that, and it was pedophilia that seemed to play the part in abating the curse? Both forbidden acts in conjunction? No. Some of those that survived after the beginning of the curse didn't have family lines, Aurix checked that. That is, until after the curse. Following that they did have families it seems, but reported some months or years later.\n\tHeads: You suffer a death by way of the element of your nature, corrupted against you.\n\tTails: You submit to a forbidden lust, corrupted of spirit.\n\t\"Something troubling you, acolyte Aurix?\"\n\tWith a yelp the gold dragon stumbled to sit up straight. But the lean he'd been doing in the chair toppled him over and he went backwards with a crash. This left the chair in a series of five pieces and Aurix sprawled on the floor looking up at the Pontifex Tertius. Grelix hurried to his side and knelt to help him up, \"Something must be. Are you all right?\"\n\t\"Yes you just, startled me.\" Aurix accepted the help to his feet and for a time after looked at the eyes of the Pontifex. This was no malicious dragon. They did care, and for their daughter as well. At least this is what Aurix could intuit. Perhaps the dragon even wished the curse to end so his relationship with his daughter could turn to a normal one. Or they would simply let the curse end with them and keep it in secret. He wanted to ask questions, so many questions, but fear held him at bay. He released his grip on the Pontifex's hand and brushed his own robes off of the floor's dust. \"I'm sorry about the chair.\"\n\t\"If it troubles you so, seek penance with the carpenter and aid his work. But you're troubled enough with burdens of station, future, and more. I can see it in you.\"\n\tAurix almost audibly gulped. How much could the Pontifex really see? If only he know how much Aurix himself had seen. He dared to ask, \"How much longer before I know the full extent of this curse. The one I'd be subjected to if I complete my training?\"\n\tGrelix's head bobbed in a nod of understnading, \"I promise, before you accept. We will not place it upon you unjustly. Has that been bothering you? Or is it something more?\"\n\tThe younger acolyte could feel his scales crawl. There was something in that voice that said that the Pontifex knew. But how could he know? Aurix wasn't made for this cloak and dagger stuff. He hoped that Krisir's friend would be here soon to handle all of that.\t\n\t\"I just...I'm trying to figure out the delay, I suppose. The mystery, the uncertainty are all feeling a little heavy.\" It was a half truth, but the half that was true was very true.\n\t\"I see. I can help that, a little. You're not who we're waiting on. It's another. The matter of ordaining is done in groups you see. So we must wait until the last is ready.\"\n\tThe acolyte gave a strong enough huff to emit some wisps of smoke from his nostrils, \"That's still very cryptic.\"\n\tAurix's consternation only brought a toothy smile to Grelix's features, \"For you all the answers will be worthwhile. Have patience.\" With a pat on the acolyte's shoulder, the pontifex withdrew from the library, leaving Aurix to his thoughts which were again asking how much the pontifex knew.\n\tHearing a bell tolling in the temple, Aurix was reminded of midday prayers. He gathered up the books, quickly returning them to the shelves, then with bundles of what was once a chair in his arms, he huffed as he jogged out of the library.\n\tWhat was the name of that aarakocra anyway?\n\n* * *\n\n\tWith the last toll of the bell, the sun's rays dwindled into twilight and Aurix and Krisir found themselves sitting in the acolyte's room. The brass dragon said his friend would be arriving tonight, and they only needed to wait.\n\tThe wait was first done with a game of Kings and Knaves, then some silence. It had been over an hour and Aurix was wondering if Krisir's friend was late, delayed or in some kind of trouble. Krisir seemed less worried instead breaking what must have been to the brass dragon a torturous silence. \"Mind if I ask a question about your name? Aurix right? It seems kind of on point isn't it? I mean, it's 'gold' in draconic. How do you know when your name's being called and it's not just somebody talking about finances? Is it common? You've got to-\"\n\t\"SLOW....down.\" Aurix tensed up on the first word, caught himself, and managed to not snap further. He took a breath and then tried to remember all he heard, \"It's the name I was given at the temple I was raised at. I didn't know my parents. I think Friar Rexil wasn't very creative with names, so he went with the first thing in his head.\" It made Aurix chuckle thinking of it, \"Sometimes there'd be someone trading in draconic and confusing me. But it's not that common. And if there's other Aurixes..Auricies...\" he shook his head and gave up on the plural, \"Everbody has a title of some sort, usually who they're son or daughter of, or where they're from.\"\n\tKrisir began resetting the Kings and Knaves board while Aurix spoke, then tapped it, \"Want to go again? You won last time, and I need a rematch. My instructors say I have the will and the brawn but none of the smarts for a good paladin, and I do want to be a GREAT paladin so I figure enough of these with someone smart like you and I'll just feed off that smartness uh...who's turn was it?\"\n\tAurix put his palm to his head a moment, then gave up and said, \"Yours, you first. May as well play. Your friend is late, if he's coming.\"\n\tAs Krisir reached out to the board to make his first move, both he and Aurix were startled by a loud clatter on the board. It took a moment before both realized that something had landed on it. It was a single shiny gold coin. Just before Aurix could reach for it or look up to see how it had fallen, a second coin landed in a clatter near the first. Looking at both, Aurix saw that one had landed tails up, and the other, heads up. The omen made his heart skip a beat and in the instant he tried to look up, a hand had crossed over his eyes and a form had fallen over his back. He felt something cold and metal at his neck and he gasped from the sensation. Then the figure behind him spoke.\n\t\"Heads I win, tails you lose.\" It was a light, sing-songish tone, and lacked the typical rumble or depth of a dragon's voice. But the words alone told Aurix who this was.\n\t\"ROOK!\" It was a loud bark from Krisir that interrupted the silence after the sinister words. Aurix was released and a laughing black feathered avian danced away from him, hopping off his bed and landing atop a nearby stool where he then acrobaticly crouched, wings folding against his back. \"That wasn't funny and you know it, he-\"\n\tRook was far swifter to interrupt than Aurix, \"It was a lockpick.\" He waved the metal implament in front of his beak and almost cawed a groan, \"Lighten up. I wasn't going to kill him. Scare him though on account of a wing.\"\n\tAurix winces and looked away a moment, \"Good memory. I'm really sorry.\" He turned about to go into a longer apology but the black feathered avian was already waving it off, \"Forget it. Too long ago. And wouldn't have become the master thief of Shieldmont if I stayed in that little one horse town.\"\n\tThe sneaky ambush had Aurix on edge at first, the lockpick gave him trepidation, but the brazen admittance of being a thief was the last straw. He looked towards Krisir with a scrunched expression, \"You asked a thief to help us?\"\n\t\"Techniclaly he didn't.\" Rook leaned in on the conversation with a grin at the edges of his beak, \"He hired a thief to help you.\"\n\tThere was a frown on Krisir's face then, \"And I thought we were friends. That was all my savings. Two hundred gold pieces for just one little stealthy mission inside a temple of all places.\"\n\t\"Aha. Inside THE temple. They wont be slouches. I've already prodded a few wards so far. And you ARE my friend of course, that's why two hundred gold was a discount price.\" The bird then sat upon the stool and crossed one leg over the other, and a new grin appeared on his face, \"So, about this little mission. You want me sneaking around, looking for something off? That's all Krisir told me.\"\n\tAurix nodded but didn't want to add more details, \"You'll see what I mean when you see it but, if you can manage to, there's a few young dragonets here and if you overhear them talking or manage to have a word with one, asking about what goes on at night, that too will help. Any details at all.\"\n\t\"And NO stealing.\" Krisir added in the most curt sentance Aurix had heard from him yet.\n\t\"You're no fun.\" he reached behind his back and dropped a sack in a clatter. Two golden candlesticks and a couple saintly figurines toppled out of the pouch, \"Fine. Here. I can't remember where they go though. You Aurilians need to really rethink your architecture. It's thief heaven.\" With a leap, one beat of his wings and a grasp at the upper beam of the room, Rook threw himself up into the darkness of the vaulted cealing above, until only a pair of yellow eyes could be seen relfecting the candlelight, \"So many high and dark places to peer down from. See you soon.\"\n\tAurix could not even hear a rustling as the sneak thief exited his room.\n\n* * *\n\n\tRook stole through the rafters, attics and crawlspaces of the dormatories until he reaches the roof window he'd used to get in. Perching atop the head of a statue he took in the Temple's exterior. He'd only taken a cursory examination before; one just long enough to get him inside and drop his surprise on Aurix. \n\t\"Looks like the chubby kid turned into a chubby priest. Blech.\" He muttered aloud.\n\tThe Temple layout was basically a large U shape. He was perched on one wing which housed the barracks and dormatories for acolytes and trainees. He even caught a glimpse of a courtyard that seemed to be a garden there. Across the way were the quarters for the priests, paladins and other higher ups. Between them was a great open space that served as a plaza, courtyard and training yard if the battered target dummies meant anything. Then there was what lay at the end of it. The great temple itself streached high into the air, where a great relief of Aurilis was flanked by bells hanging from his wings.\n\t\"And that's my way across.\"\n\tSwiftly moving across the rooftop, the thief made his way to the point where the dormatories connected to the wall of the temple. From there it was a matter of climbing across Aurilis himself. Grabbing a talon here a leg there, and vaulting himself to the next point he could grab. His dark body and clothing would stand out against the gold, but if he hung in the crooks of the relief and against the stonework, he could avoid being easily spotted. And he was fortunate it was a dark night tonight. Barely a sliver of moonlight shon on the whole of the temple.\n\tHe could have just flown across, but the altitude he needed would have required a couple thermals and a beating of his wings. It would have been too much noise, and would alert the guards below patroling with their lanterns swinging to and fro. Maybe he should almost consider thinking of thanking that chubby priest for breaking his right wing as a kid. Rook had his wing mended of course, and it worked perfectly, but during his bitter recovery, he'd been taught by a quick and clever Kenku how to do this kind of second story work without flying. The freehand climb of the relif and wall were aided instead by taloned hands and feet, giving more grip into the stone by latching in small crevices.\n\tWhat he hadn't accounted for was the age of the structure. A century or more of weathering had so worn one of the claws of the great relief, that when he grasped it his weight, though light, was enough to dislodge it from the fragile hold of stone on stone friction. He fought back a small curse, but couldn't stop the reflex action of a beat of his wings to stay aloft long enough to grasp a new handhold. The stone claw came down onto the ground below, landing with a dull thud in a patch of manicured grasses. He gave soft thanks to Kiniki that her luck was still with him. \n\tRather than attempting a lateral climb again, he began moving upwards. He only needed a few more meters. Up seemed to be more stable than across. His final handhold had him snicker as he found himself grasping at the general groin area of the great dragon's relief, witch had a modest protrusion. It was probably sacrilige. He could describe that part of this caper in detail and see how it flummoxed the shiny golden priest.\n\tWith a good grip, and steady bracing, the aarakocra pressed off the wall and unfurled his wings. The gentle glide was soundless and his black form flew across the courtyard without so much as a glance upward from the guards below. A second beating of his wings and lift of his body permitted him to soft land on another of the saint statues dotting the rooftop, grasping at it with hands and feet to quickly halt his momentum. He couldn't risk landing with scraping talons on the roof and alerting everyone inside.\n\tLight and spry, Rook made his way to the nearest window, making only a few tacking noises across the roof. Easily forgettable or ignorable, so he believed. He chose this window because it was dark. There would be no occupants to worry about. He slipped his pick from a pocket in his cuff, then used it to lightly unlatch the window's latch. From there it was easy to part both panes and step through. \n\tThe room beyond was an attic very similar to the one he'd left on the acolyte's end save for a handful of rolled up rugs that seemed to be stored within. It gave him a fair idea of what to expect if he were to navigate the rafters between room and room. He made his way over to one of the piles of rugs and halted himself in a crouch. His eyes had caught glints of light in a corner and moving shadows. He heard hushed whispers soon after, and risked another peek.\n\tDraped in some kind of nightgown, a trio of young dragons were crouched about an open attidc door in one of the walls leading to the rafters. Their tails swayed beneath their garments from time to time, and all seemed focused on something below. The trio barred his way, and sneaking around them would be almost impossible. Sneaking up on them however might not be. And he could try a distracting noise to scramble the trio to hurry elsewhere.\n\tBy the time he'd inched closer he was starting to make out the voices.\n\t\"What''s he doin' now?\" Asked one\n\tThe second, sounding older, answerd, \"Shh. He's puttin' his cock in.\"\n\t\"What's a cock?\"\n\t\"His thingy! Shhh!\"\n\t\"It's ok, it only hurts a bit at first.\" the third added\n\tOh what a trio of naughty little ones. Seems they snuck up here and were catching some of the priests or paladins in a bit of a naughty engagement themselves.\n\t\"Gods above and demons below.\" thought Rook to himself. \"Is that it? Aurix was worried about the priests getting a little hanky panky?\" He rolled his dark eyes before going to look again.\n\tHe did have a sight too. That trio of little rumps poking through their night gowns, with only their pudgy feet bared, and occasionally a bit more if a tail lifted the gown up enough. From the dim lighting of the candle near the trio he could tell the smallest was blue scaled, the biggest black scaled, and the third between them, a bronzed color.\n\tHe hadn't missed the words of the third either. Words of experience about what was going on below. And what was going on below? Determined now to find out he crept even closer, calling upon all his skill to move silently across the planks until he was hovering over the trio. It would be a menacing sight if they turned about, and the last thing he needed were three shrieking alarms to alert the whole temple ot his presence. While they remained focused he leaned his head forward and down and peered past them towards what was below.\n\tPast the cross beams that supported the structure was a barracks room. Discarded armor lay about the table and a chair in the room. On the bed, where all eyes were focused, a bronze dragon adult lay naked, and balanced over his lap was another bronze dragon, though this one was much younger. Rook could easily see the four to six year old dragonet being ever so gently lowered and raised on the adult dragon's lap. There were hushed gentle words from the elder and a hand stroking her chest, or backside, or even starting to rub her sex at their union, smearing a kind of oil there.\n\tThe crow like aarakocra almost found himself lost in focus on the lewd activities below. He certainly was responding to it. His trousers, which were otherwise comfortable lose for movement, felt much more confining now in the groin. He stepped back and away, still deathly silent, and his gaze now upon the trio of dragonets before him had become more intense. He formulated a plan, and with a quick swing of his wing, snuffed the candle out.\n\tThe trio felt the breeze and when they quickly backed out of their peeking place, they stumbled about in the dark, \"Hey hey! Stop moving it's just the wind, I'll get it lit.\" the oldest ordered.\n\tDuring the scramble, it was an easy thing for rook to close the small attic door, and then lean himself against it, waiting for the candlelight again. The oldest was incanting a spell, and the candle soon flared brightly before settling into its soft yellow glow. That flare of light was enough to make the three gasp when they saw Rook. The smallest almost screamed but for the oldest to put his hand over her muzzle to halt her.\n\t\"Easy easy!\" Rook held up his talons, \"I'm here for trouble but I'm not gonna hurt anyone! And if it's trouble I'm after, I need the kids in the know about it.\"\n\tThe eldest, a black dragon lad, eased his grasp over the blue dragon girl's muzzle and responded, \"Yeah? Well...it'll cost ya.\"\n\t\"Shrewd boy.\" Rook acknowledged then dug out a coin from his pouch and held it out. The black dragon boy folded his arms, looking very unimpressed.\n\tThe bronze dragonet leaned towards the little blue one behind the boy and whispered, \"He's got a stiffy.\"\n\tThe black heard that, snickered, and said, \"Yeah, I guess he's like all the others huh?\"\n\tRook clacked his beak once then made a gesture to the lad, \"Says the boy with a stiffy too.\"\n\tThe black dragon suddenly raised himself up on his knees. Sitting on his haunches as he had been, it had let his cocklet poke and tent the nightgown he was wearing.\n\tTo sweeten the deal, with some consternation, Rook added four more gold coins to the first, spreading them out on the wooden planks of the floor before him, \"I want to know what's goin' on here is all. So the adults get stiffies around the kids huh?\"\n\t\"Only at night, mostly.\" The bronze answered him, \"Cause of the curse, papa says.\"\n\t\"Did your papa say anything else about the curse?\" the avian further interrogated, sliding another coin over for incentive. It was considered by some to be crass to think gold always appealed to dragons all the time. However there was a natural instinct still ingrained in them to seek out the shiny metal. While they lacked the hard scales that let their ancestors sleep on piles of the stuff, they still posessed the desire to collect it.\n\t\"Six each!\" The black lad interrupted, bringing a frown to the corners of Rook's beak. He slid one of the coins to a new pile, \"Five each.\"\n\t\"Eight, and we'll show you somethin' they use.\" The black dragon was fiddling with something behind his back. Rook guessed he could just swoop in and grab it but, he wasn't THAT bad of a thief.\n\tEight coins were counted and stacked in three neat piles. The trio came closer to rook to pick them up and feel their weight in their small hands and listen to them clink together. Rook in the meantime held his talons out expectantly. The black scaled kid relented and placed a vial in the aarakocra's hands.\n\t\"This goes on their pussies, or our asses and their cocks.\" The boy stated matter of factly.\n\tRook's beak tensed and he had a small grin forming now, \"Did your dad teach you all those naughty words?\"\n\tThough there was no blush to see in dim candlelight, Rook was sure he'd touched on something. To ease the boy he said, \"My dad taught me those words too.\"\n\t\"Does your papa have the curse too?\" The little blue dragoness asked.\n\tRook shook his head in reply, \"No, he just..wanted his boy to learn it all.\"\n\tThe black dragon lad was next, \"Did he put it in your ass too?\"\n\tNo question as to what 'it' was. And after a glance about to play along with this little secret meeting of theres, Rook nodded to the trio. It was starting to earn him more acceptance from them.\n\t\"Call me Rook.\" The avian hooked some talons into his trousers after unlatching his belt and was now sliding them down his drumsticks. The trio looked on watching as Rook droped his pants down to his talons, and his dark avian girth sprang from where it was hidden.\n\t\"Uh..I'm Kyfe, this is Kii and Enelir.\" The boy was flustered, answering to identify himself, the blue dragonet and her bronze companion, but his eyes were fixed on that bobbing rigid avian length.\n\t\"Isn't it annoying having a stiffy Kyfe. Just let it out and take care of it.\" Rook encouraged, wrapping his hand about his cock and keeping his talons well clear, he began to stroke it in front of them.\n\tKyfe followed the strokes before he found the courage to sit back on his haunches and lift up his nightgown in front. He was quite stiff, and gave a huff when he grabbed his own cocklet and started to masturbate as well. From the motions, Rook could guess the young lad was experienced in this.\n\tThe aroused avian more slowly stroked himself, his palm drawing up and down the underside of his length, which drew pre ejaculate to bead up on the tip and glisten in the sunlight, as the two girls who had until now been watching, lifted up their own nightgowns, and began to spread their legs as they sat. It gave Rook a sight of their puffy young vulva before they began to be touched by each girl. No one was a stranger to masturbation in this room. It was an avenue to begin asking questions.\n\t\"Everyone here knows what to do with themselves when feeling this way, hm? Did you all get taught by your fathers or mothers because of the curse?\"\n\tThey looked to eachother, then Enelir shook her head, \"We're not supposed to tell anyone about the curse.\"\n\tRook pounced, taking a risk, \"Except those that have the curse right? I have it too. I'm just testing you all. If you do really well I wont tell you were up here, and you keep the coins, that's a promise.\"\n\tKyfe looked skeptical but the thought of getting away without being caught appealed to the others, and they both nodded. Enelir ceased playing with her sex to answer, rocking side to side, \"Our daddies, and the adults, have to pass on the blessing. If they don't, the day magic gets really weak. But it makes them wanna do things with us at night.\"\n\tRook's beak clenched as his heart began to race in anticipation as he said, \"Why don't you show me what they do, while you tell me more.\" He released his own hold of his throbbing dark erection and waited, talons slightly scraping on the wood floor.\n\tEnelir approached first. The child leaned into the black feathered aarakocra's lap and reached her hands outwards to grasp at his length. He shuddered and huffed, before a groan escaped his beak as the bronze dragonet's mouth parted and engulfed the crown of his rigid length. She was very careful with teeth, and did well using her tongue. Avian beings were generally not very good at giving a blowjob, and the thrill of the uncommon sexual act heightened Rook's pleasure. The added thrill of it being from such a young dragonet almost made the pent up bird burst early.\n\tThe activity was enticing Kyfe, who encouraged Kii to come closer. The little blue dragon examined the older boy's penis, then made a glance towards Enelir, before mimicing her activities. The black scaled youth managed a huff or two before continuing where the girls could not, \"That's the curse. They gotta do naughty things at night, and we can't tell anybody. But it ain't just this cause I caught..mmn..Master Brejix the smith with a horse...hehe..mnn...\" Sexual deviancy seemed to be the salve to the curse, thought Rook.\n\tThere were no words after that, only the gentle suckling sounds and groans from both female dragons. The first giving the noises was Enelir due to Rook's gentle talons now exploring her sex. They parted the lips, traced about the labia, gently tested and penetrated, or rubbed her clit on some of their withdraws. Rook could see Kyfe both getting more excited, possibly nearing orgasm, and trying to mimic him at the same time. Deciding he could let this finish so soon he gently pet Enelir's head and eased her up. She licked her lips afterwards and made a face of discomfort, \"You taste different than daddy.\"\n\t\"Well there's other fun we can have instead. Kyfe why don't you stop there and do as I do.\" The avian slipped the vial of oil from where it sat near to him and poured a small portion onto his dark spire. He encouraged the boy to come closer as he did. Once they were close enough together, Rook moved forward and leaned over the the lad so that his own bobbing cock could rub and frot with the boy's own, sharing the slickened substance between them. \"Go on, grab them with your hands, make sure the oil's all over both.\" He panted through open beak.\n\tBy the time the black dragon kid was on his fifth stroke, he looked so worked up that Rook forced himself to withdraw from their grasp. Otherwise he was sure the boy would finish and he would soon after. Both girls watched on, with Enelir now taking some of the same oil and rubbing it against her own wet pussy before spreading the same slickness onto Kii's mound. Fighting back the impending release again with a grip at the base of his cock, the panting avian instructed, \"We're going to help little Kii so she's ready for her daddy. Just do like I do with Enelir and be slow.\"\n\tWith encouraging caresses and proddings the aarakocra urged the bronze dragonet to prop herself up onto one of the stacks of rolled carpeting, and bend over. It put her at the right height for him to slide his hips up behind her. His fingers slowly traced over her tail before raising it, wile the grasp of his other hand was at the base of his erection. He began to rub the crown of his dark cock over the lips of her sex up and down before giving a gentle push. It was just enough to lodge in the tip and make him huff, his feathers puffing up a moment, but he had to stop there to monitor Kyfe. The male dragon had Kii in much the same position, over a single carpet roll, however he wasn't as slow as he should have been. Rook caught the cry from Kii, wincing as the louder sound than they'd been making so far. But it was brief, and the little blue dragonet was squirming but seeming to manage. Rook himself pressed in further to catch up. There was a tingling all about his cock as it slid inside and he clenched his beak to muffle a cawing of pleasure. He'd heard stories and rumors that dragon kind had their element in all their fluids, some to more intense a degree than others. This meant that as he penetrated the dragon child with his adult avian girth, the tingling of electric energy was just there enough to add to the sensations. She was also very receptive, and he found himself halfway within her a moment later. \"E-easy, Kyfe she...probably is taking her first cock.\"\n\tKyfe was lost in the sensations. Perhaps he'd been his father's or mother's or uncles or someone's night time lover up til now, but never really been on the giving end.\n\t\"Mister Rook...\" Enelir whined a complaint and pushed against him. It brought him well back into focus, and he placed his hands upon the young dragonet's hips and started to pull away. Once he'd almost pulled free, he slid back within, further than before. He didn't hold back the cawing this time but it was gentler than it might've been before. His thursts were short scissoring motions that slide his avian girth a short length in and out between the puffy stretched lips of her sex. The avian leaned himself back and raised her tail, letting him watch this action as his black feathered hips drew closer and closer to her soft young bronze rump. As he pushed he felt himself hit another barrier and knew he wouldn't be able to flush his black feathered hips to that rump. He was bumping her cervix, bottoming out inside the tight young vagina and it was thrilling him. Too many sensations and he knew his orgasm was coming. He began to saw his hips in a swifter motion, no longer fighting the rising tingle in his balls. The perverted aarakocra huffed to the dragonet, \"How..hff..old are you?\" \n\t\"E-eight..summers.\"\n\tRook's feathered body almost smothered Enelir as he lay upon her and buried his girth as far as he dared. He already had guessed her age, but hearing it from her own mouth heightened the perverse act of mating the dragon child for him, and tilted him easily over the edge. While his feathered balls quivered his cock pulsed within the dragonet, depositing his bird seed deep within her. The thought of any consequence was out of his mind as he assumed she was too young to carry a clutch. Her own orgasm also put much of any thought other than pleasure out of his mind. The feeling of a wet tunnel rhytmicly squeezing his spasming length with the added slight electric tingling drew out his ejaculation and left his feathers puffed out.\n\tNearby, Kyfe was still going, and the avian felt just a little outdone while the young dragon lad rapidly mated Kii's azure sex. With his cock becoming overly sensitive, Rook quickly withdrew from the young bronze dragon, surprised with the amount of cum leaking from her as he did. He sat back on his haunches and pulled her towards him, letting her snuggle into the warmth of his feathers as they watched Kyfe reach towards his own peak. Kii clawed at the ground and pushed at Kyfe as the boy's motions got too rough. Her kicks managed to get the boy to fall backwards, slipping out of her. He grabbed at his cock to try to enter her again, but was already at the edge. The boy let out a cute snarl, and ropes of cum arced towards the blue dragonet, painting her legs, her short tail and her round blue bottom white.\n\tHuffing and panting the youtful chromatic scowled, \"Kii! I was almost done.\"\n\t\"Too rough.\" Was her response, cupping a palm over her sex and gently rubbing or applying pressure to take off some of the sting. \n\tThe aarakocra leaned over enough to swat the rump of the black scaled kid, for his own bemusement and to make a statement. His own scaled palm gave a good clapping noise once it landed, and Kyfe gave a startled yelp, \"And you were. Need to watch those instincts, kid. Maybe you need a bit more practice.\" Noting he still had his trousers about his ankles, the avian kicked them the rest of the way off then manuvered onto his own hands and knees. He flexed his talons, and shook his tailfeathers, keeping them up as he patted his own down covered butt, \"You want to try again?\" \n\t The eagerness by which Rook was pounced upon a moment later made him caw in surprise. The crow like aarakocra wasn't penetrated, but the leap onto him was all the same startling. He'd known dragons to be something of a \"one and done\" type of lover. All big cocks and bigger ejaculations, but only one release before they wanted to curl up and snooze for a couple days. It seemed that was only a matter that happened to adult dragons, as Rook could feel Kyfe's resurged erection rubbing up and down his feathered balls. This caused the girls to giggle as they watched. Rook shifted his body, nudging back against Kyfe until he got the hint. The fumbling boy managed to pry away long enough to grab his renewed erection and poke it under the avian's tailfeathers. The puckered dark passage spread out for the lad as he urgently pushed his hips forward. Still too rough but Rook was far from inexperienced in this. He grunted and huffed and marveled at the sensations. He'd seen Kyfe's young slimmer but still sizeable for his age girth, and could see now where it might have bothered Kii during their breeding. It was almost enough to strike at his prostate, but he couldn't feel that spot in him jostled yet by the increasingly vigorous youthful thrusts.\n\tThe avian stayed braced on his hands and knees. His glance had been over his shoulder to watch the dragon boy hammer his feathered backside, who's downy texture muffled the impacting noises, when from the corner of his eye he caught Kii sliding underneath him. He felt a soft and pudgy grasp at his loins, yet her hands were holding at his wrists. It was the caress of her three-toed feet rubbing his cock between the soft soles before sliding it between the toes to start a pumping motion. It brought forth a long groan of pleasure from Rook and he balanced on one hand to pet her head in thanks, \"And...hff..how old are you little Kii?\" She didn't answer verbally but held up all five fingers on a hand. The thrilled aarakocra wetted her toes with pre, and wanting more, used his free hand to help angle his erection further downwards. Her feet slipped from his dick and were pressed at his legs while he pushed forward. Her legs bowed and his crown met her puffy and still slightly sore vulva, and pushed further.\n\tIt was still a tight fit, possibly because he was only one order of magnitude larger than the dragon boy who'd taken her earlier. Like with Kyfe, he needn't worry about breaking something. Dragons did not posess hymens, which gave some to think that was an origin to the wild stories of dragons stealing away virgins. Deflowering could have been an old dragon fetish. The slick oils and juices coating his cock helped the entry, though Kii was still squirming. He soothed her again after pressing a quarter of his cock into her, huffing as he was still clapped against in the rear by the eager black dragon, \"Shh. Easy now. Wont be long..mff..and you'll be...ready for your papa.\"\n\tThe aarakocra couldn't move much. It was a dextrous effor to keep thrusting in the young blue dragon below him and keeping the black youth behind him from slipping out. The whole situation was so thrilling that Rook didn't need to move himself inside of Kii much at all to move him towards his second release. What triggered it however was startling and plesant. The boy behind him grasped his backside feathers with one hand and his tailfeathers at the base with another and began thrusting far more harshly. This already excited Rook unexpectedly, but when the boy came a moment later, it triggered his own ejaculation without warning. There was a warm feeling in Rook's insides that stung, but not harshly. And it was splashing and pooling at his prostate. The sensory surge caused the avian to hold the small Kii against him by hooking an arm under her. It let him penetrate her further, threatening the barrier of her cervix as he sprayed her underaged womb with his second burst of semen.\n\tWhile panting, halfway through his orgasm, he caught himself enough to ease her down, to slip her from his grasp and thus his cock from her plesantly cloying vaginal walls. It bounced free from her pussy, firing the last two spurts of semen onto her body to mingle with the glossy stains left by Kyfe. He pet her head, whispring an apology, and took a moment to catch his breath.\n\tHe tapped the boy who'd fallen against his back with his own exhaustion from a second orgasm, then extricated himself from both so that he could get in a comfortable resting position, before pulling them closer against him. They rested their heads on his dark woolen tunic, while an extended wing curled to draw in Enelir.\t\n\tOnce the group was huddled about the half naked avian, Kyfe huffed, \"Ugh...why's there gotta be this cuddle thing after?\"\n\t\"Because I'm a fluffy bird and they enjoy it, so be nice to your friends, or I'll steal back those coins.\"\n\t\"I knew it!\" Called out Kyfe, \"You ARE a thief. Do you even have the curse?\"\n\tThe avian only responded in a grin and pointed to the boy, \"You keep hoping I am, maybe I'll keep coming back and show you some tricks to lifting a purse or picking a lock.\"\n\t\"Really?\" The confrontational attitude was dropped from the black scaled lad, and his dark yellow eyes gleamed with wonder and eagerness.\n\t\"Teach me too!\"\n\t\"Me too!\"\n\tRook's features tensed with the two additional voices of Kii and Enelir begging for the master theif to teach a new generation of footpads. Now how would he explain that to the fat priest? \"First kids, I've got some questions.\"\n\n* * *\n\n\tAurix snorted awake with a loud grunt! He felt like he'd just been punched! The panting dragon sat up and held onto his stomach when he heard a clinking sound as something slid from his belly. Fumbling about in the dark he gave up on finding his candle and incanted a spell to produce a light. Blinking against its brilliance he looked down again and found a bag. It was a coin bag, and apparently it had struck his stomach and tumbled down between his legs when he sat up. He lifted up the pouch and found a small scroll tied to it. Unrolling the scroll his eyes squinted to make out the word while his eyes continued adjusting.\n\t\"Hey priest. This is for Krisir. You being the goody goody type I know you'll get it to him. As for you have a read, you've got some dirty trousers in your sun god's closet. Cause you holy people run around all night with them off.\"\n\tApart from the bad humor, Aurix continued down the scrollwork, reading the generalized report that confirmed his suspicions. There was no doubt now about the curse, it's effect, its focus, and that it would fall onto him and Krisir at their annointing. It would mean it happened to his friend Rach as well. It would explain why there were such fewer and fewer number of annointed and more and more acolytes, friars, squires and fighters. There was too much shame and ridicule to be had if the order was found out. Only in smaller numbers could it be handled, and no doubt, for a century, they'd been looking for ways to undo it.\n\tAs he snuffed out the magical light and lay back in bed, Aurix confirmed with himself on the path he would take. For however horny he could get and whatever forbidden fetish he may have, he wasn't going to let the order that had raised and cared for him fall from within because of this corruption.\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Story by Redix (Post Date: 1/18/22)
\tThe following is a work of fiction and fantasy, it is not meant to mimic real life nor condone any of its actions in real life and the author doesn't condone any of the following actions be taken in real life.  Just enjoy the fantasy.



Chapter 3: Corruption, Curse, and Cutpurse
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\tIn public, Aurix's next two weeks were less eventful.  There were no more meetings with the higher ups of the faith, only an addition to his training that now involved physical and martial training.  The pudgy gold dragon often found himself sore and tired at the end of it all, wanting nothing more than to fall into bed at the end of the day.  In the first couple of days he remembered standing to perform the daily rites and prayers, because kneeling hurt far too much and he doubted he could rise afterwards.  What helped make it more bearable was that Krisir had acted as a personal martial tutor for him during the training.  The brass dragon always had a dozen or more encouraging words to keep him going through the pain and hardship.
\tIn private, the gold dragon would find himself with Krisir, each relieving the other of the day's stresses.  At first the crystal ball that had been used to observe the pontifex and his daughter served to fire their lusts for even more nights, but Aurix began to caution about its repeated use.  What if it were something planted amongst them by an agent of Ra Viwr?  Krisir arguned, at length, that both he and Aurix had been corrupted long before if that were the case, given their proclivities.  Aurix had told him the story of the kobold brothel, and Krisir his own not too dissimilar story.  They agreed to cease using the crystal ball until Aurix could discover some spellcraft that might alter it, and give them a glimpse into the others ordained in the faith.  Until then, both dragons resolved to make discreet investigations.  Krisir even sent for what he said would be an expert in discreet invetigations that they could trust.  The waiting left both gold and brass dragon in a bit of a dry spell as they laid low, and waited for this friend to arrive.
\tIn the meantime, Aurix put his off hours from physical training into the library.  Beyond magical research, he began examining history as it related to a century past.  He did not expect the tomes he poured over to go into detail, but with his suspicions in hand, he applied them to the words as written to see if all fit together.  In the texts he found passages relating to the death of then Pontifex Primus Galgex.  While the historical text was gentle, the annotations were more clinical and brutal.  He perished of a long sickness where he described a feeling of being on fire.  His scales were said at times to boil, but he could summon no fire from within himself.  It was as though the fire within turned against him and melted him from the inside.  
\t"Ironic," Aurix thought, "That the description of this should make my blood run cold."
\tFurther reading showed that three paladins of the order suffered the same fate.  After this all the text would say was that the malady was overcome due to a quick quarantining and no others seemed to be infected.  This, Aurix suspected, was the fate of those who did not become corrupted.  They would instead become corrupted within the channel of a dragon's breath weapon.  
\tThe Draconis Fundamentium the organ was called.  A unique organ to dragonkind which pumped blood from the heart to the upper stomach.  Through the Fundamentium the elementally rich blood supplied by the heart would be treated and from the upper stomach, expelled.  This is what gave dragonkind their "breath weapon" though it would be more acurate to say a dragon vomited an element, even dragonkind prefer thinking of it as breath.
\tIn the texts were described an examination of the body, and a finding that the fundamentium, heart and upper stomach all showed signs of strange leisons.  Purification rites were performed before the bodies were interred in the mountain, but no other examinations made.
\tAurix sat back in the library chair, and gazed upwards towards the stained glass windows depicting the acts of the saints or the apotheosis of Aurilis.  But his gaze was right through them.  The chanting of the faithful in a nearby hall of worship helped his thoughts organize, while gentle sunlight through the glass warmed his face.
\tHe was taken back to a time in his youth when an especially pestering aarakocra boy was pestering young Aurix with this and that.  It had all been silly childish things, but the avian loved when he could learn a new trick to get Aurix with.  One day this black feathered boy discovered the concept of "heads I win, tails you lose." And tried to fast talk young Aurix into playing a game while flipping a coin.  The eight year old gold dragon had snapped and turned around and pushed the aarakocra.  Even a gold dragon boy has a good deal of strength at their age, and all aarakocra are of light body, frailer than most which gives them flight.  Aurix's push was enough to send the avian boy flying back a couple meters and crashing upon a wing with a crack.  The gold dragon boy was in a lot of trouble after that, and he never again heard from the aarakocra.  He'd heard they had a broken wing, and were getting it healed in another town.  But for Aurix this was the life changing moment that put him where he was now.  His anger was soothed by his learning in the church.  When he was taught the magics to heal wounds he could start to begin forgiving himself for each mended cut or broken bone he layed hands upon.
\tAnd that is what this curse was.  The coin lands on heads, the priests burn alive, freeze to death, are struck by convulsions and seizures that kill them, or melt under their own caustic nature.  All fates of fire, ice, lightning and acid working against those who think of those elements as kin.  Aurix waved a hand over a candle as he followed the thought, then dipped a claw itself into the flame and let it wash over his fingertip.  It was hot, but not burning.
\tBut if the coin should land on tails, and being it far believable that anyone would not wish to die in such a horrible fashion, they would find a way out.  But what was that way out for the annointed?  Could it simply be acts of incest?  Was it more than that, and it was pedophilia that seemed to play the part in abating the curse?  Both forbidden acts in conjunction?  No.  Some of those that survived after the beginning of the curse didn't have family lines, Aurix checked that.  That is, until after the curse.  Following that they did have families it seems, but reported some months or years later.
\tHeads: You suffer a death by way of the element of your nature, corrupted against you.
\tTails: You submit to a forbidden lust, corrupted of spirit.
\t"Something troubling you, acolyte Aurix?"
\tWith a yelp the gold dragon stumbled to sit up straight.  But the lean he'd been doing in the chair toppled him over and he went backwards with a crash.  This left the chair in a series of five pieces and Aurix sprawled on the floor looking up at the Pontifex Tertius.  Grelix hurried to his side and knelt to help him up, "Something must be.  Are you all right?"
\t"Yes you just, startled me." Aurix accepted the help to his feet and for a time after looked at the eyes of the Pontifex.  This was no malicious dragon.  They did care, and for their daughter as well.  At least this is what Aurix could intuit.  Perhaps the dragon even wished the curse to end so his relationship with his daughter could turn to a normal one.  Or they would simply let the curse end with them and keep it in secret.  He wanted to ask questions, so many questions, but fear held him at bay.  He released his grip on the Pontifex's hand and brushed his own robes off of the floor's dust. "I'm sorry about the chair."
\t"If it troubles you so, seek penance with the carpenter and aid his work.  But you're troubled enough with burdens of station, future, and more.  I can see it in you."
\tAurix almost audibly gulped.  How much could the Pontifex really see?  If only he know how much Aurix himself had seen.  He dared to ask, "How much longer before I know the full extent of this curse.  The one I'd be subjected to if I complete my training?"
\tGrelix's head bobbed in a nod of understnading, "I promise, before you accept.  We will not place it upon you unjustly.  Has that been bothering you?  Or is it something more?"
\tThe younger acolyte could feel his scales crawl.  There was something in that voice that said that the Pontifex knew.  But how could he know?  Aurix wasn't made for this cloak and dagger stuff.  He hoped that Krisir's friend would be here soon to handle all of that.\t
\t"I just...I'm trying to figure out the delay, I suppose.  The mystery, the uncertainty are all feeling a little heavy." It was a half truth, but the half that was true was very true.
\t"I see.  I can help that, a little.  You're not who we're waiting on.  It's another.  The matter of ordaining is done in groups you see.  So we must wait until the last is ready."
\tThe acolyte gave a strong enough huff to emit some wisps of smoke from his nostrils, "That's still very cryptic."
\tAurix's consternation only brought a toothy smile to Grelix's features, "For you all the answers will be worthwhile.  Have patience." With a pat on the acolyte's shoulder, the pontifex withdrew from the library, leaving Aurix to his thoughts which were again asking how much the pontifex knew.
\tHearing a bell tolling in the temple, Aurix was reminded of midday prayers.  He gathered up the books, quickly returning them to the shelves, then with bundles of what was once a chair in his arms, he huffed as he jogged out of the library.
\tWhat was the name of that aarakocra anyway?

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\tWith the last toll of the bell, the sun's rays dwindled into twilight and Aurix and Krisir found themselves sitting in the acolyte's room.  The brass dragon said his friend would be arriving tonight, and they only needed to wait.
\tThe wait was first done with a game of Kings and Knaves, then some silence.  It had been over an hour and Aurix was wondering if Krisir's friend was late, delayed or in some kind of trouble.  Krisir seemed less worried instead breaking what must have been to the brass dragon a torturous silence. "Mind if I ask a question about your name?  Aurix right?  It seems kind of on point isn't it?  I mean, it's 'gold' in draconic.  How do you know when your name's being called and it's not just somebody talking about finances?  Is it common?  You've got to-"
\t"SLOW....down." Aurix tensed up on the first word, caught himself, and managed to not snap further.  He took a breath and then tried to remember all he heard, "It's the name I was given at the temple I was raised at.  I didn't know my parents.  I think Friar Rexil wasn't very creative with names, so he went with the first thing in his head." It made Aurix chuckle thinking of it, "Sometimes there'd be someone trading in draconic and confusing me.  But it's not that common.  And if there's other Aurixes..Auricies..." he shook his head and gave up on the plural, "Everbody has a title of some sort, usually who they're son or daughter of, or where they're from."
\tKrisir began resetting the Kings and Knaves board while Aurix spoke, then tapped it, "Want to go again?  You won last time, and I need a rematch.  My instructors say I have the will and the brawn but none of the smarts for a good paladin, and I do want to be a GREAT paladin so I figure enough of these with someone smart like you and I'll just feed off that smartness uh...who's turn was it?"
\tAurix put his palm to his head a moment, then gave up and said, "Yours, you first.  May as well play.  Your friend is late, if he's coming."
\tAs Krisir reached out to the board to make his first move, both he and Aurix were startled by a loud clatter on the board.  It took a moment before both realized that something had landed on it.  It was a single shiny gold coin.  Just before Aurix could reach for it or look up to see how it had fallen, a second coin landed in a clatter near the first.  Looking at both, Aurix saw that one had landed tails up, and the other, heads up.  The omen made his heart skip a beat and in the instant he tried to look up, a hand had crossed over his eyes and a form had fallen over his back.  He felt something cold and metal at his neck and he gasped from the sensation.  Then the figure behind him spoke.
\t"Heads I win, tails you lose." It was a light, sing-songish tone, and lacked the typical rumble or depth of a dragon's voice.  But the words alone told Aurix who this was.
\t"ROOK!" It was a loud bark from Krisir that interrupted the silence after the sinister words.  Aurix was released and a laughing black feathered avian danced away from him, hopping off his bed and landing atop a nearby stool where he then acrobaticly crouched, wings folding against his back.  "That wasn't funny and you know it, he-"
\tRook was far swifter to interrupt than Aurix, "It was a lockpick." He waved the metal implament in front of his beak and almost cawed a groan, "Lighten up.  I wasn't going to kill him.  Scare him though on account of a wing."
\tAurix winces and looked away a moment, "Good memory.  I'm really sorry." He turned about to go into a longer apology but the black feathered avian was already waving it off, "Forget it.  Too long ago.  And wouldn't have become the master thief of Shieldmont if I stayed in that little one horse town."
\tThe sneaky ambush had Aurix on edge at first, the lockpick gave him trepidation, but the brazen admittance of being a thief was the last straw.  He looked towards Krisir with a scrunched expression, "You asked a thief to help us?"
\t"Techniclaly he didn't." Rook leaned in on the conversation with a grin at the edges of his beak, "He hired a thief to help you."
\tThere was a frown on Krisir's face then, "And I thought we were friends.  That was all my savings.  Two hundred gold pieces for just one little stealthy mission inside a temple of all places."
\t"Aha.  Inside THE temple.  They wont be slouches.  I've already prodded a few wards so far.  And you ARE my friend of course, that's why two hundred gold was a discount price." The bird then sat upon the stool and crossed one leg over the other, and a new grin appeared on his face, "So, about this little mission.  You want me sneaking around, looking for something off?  That's all Krisir told me."
\tAurix nodded but didn't want to add more details, "You'll see what I mean when you see it but, if you can manage to, there's a few young dragonets here and if you overhear them talking or manage to have a word with one, asking about what goes on at night, that too will help.  Any details at all."
\t"And NO stealing." Krisir added in the most curt sentance Aurix had heard from him yet.
\t"You're no fun." he reached behind his back and dropped a sack in a clatter.  Two golden candlesticks and a couple saintly figurines toppled out of the pouch, "Fine.  Here.  I can't remember where they go though.  You Aurilians need to really rethink your architecture.  It's thief heaven." With a leap, one beat of his wings and a grasp at the upper beam of the room, Rook threw himself up into the darkness of the vaulted cealing above, until only a pair of yellow eyes could be seen relfecting the candlelight, "So many high and dark places to peer down from.  See you soon."
\tAurix could not even hear a rustling as the sneak thief exited his room.

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\tRook stole through the rafters, attics and crawlspaces of the dormatories until he reaches the roof window he'd used to get in.  Perching atop the head of a statue he took in the Temple's exterior.  He'd only taken a cursory examination before; one just long enough to get him inside and drop his surprise on Aurix.  
\t"Looks like the chubby kid turned into a chubby priest.  Blech." He muttered aloud.
\tThe Temple layout was basically a large U shape.  He was perched on one wing which housed the barracks and dormatories for acolytes and trainees.  He even caught a glimpse of a courtyard that seemed to be a garden there.  Across the way were the quarters for the priests, paladins and other higher ups.  Between them was a great open space that served as a plaza, courtyard and training yard if the battered target dummies meant anything.  Then there was what lay at the end of it.  The great temple itself streached high into the air, where a great relief of Aurilis was flanked by bells hanging from his wings.
\t"And that's my way across."
\tSwiftly moving across the rooftop, the thief made his way to the point where the dormatories connected to the wall of the temple.  From there it was a matter of climbing across Aurilis himself.  Grabbing a talon here a leg there, and vaulting himself to the next point he could grab.  His dark body and clothing would stand out against the gold, but if he hung in the crooks of the relief and against the stonework, he could avoid being easily spotted.  And he was fortunate it was a dark night tonight.  Barely a sliver of moonlight shon on the whole of the temple.
\tHe could have just flown across, but the altitude he needed would have required a couple thermals and a beating of his wings.  It would have been too much noise, and would alert the guards below patroling with their lanterns swinging to and fro.  Maybe he should almost consider thinking of thanking that chubby priest for breaking his right wing as a kid. Rook had his wing mended of course, and it worked perfectly, but during his bitter recovery, he'd been taught by a quick and clever Kenku how to do this kind of second story work without flying.  The freehand climb of the relif and wall were aided instead by taloned hands and feet, giving more grip into the stone by latching in small crevices.
\tWhat he hadn't accounted for was the age of the structure.  A century or more of weathering had so worn one of the claws of the great relief, that when he grasped it his weight, though light, was enough to dislodge it from the fragile hold of stone on stone friction.  He fought back a small curse, but couldn't stop the reflex action of a beat of his wings to stay aloft long enough to grasp a new handhold.  The stone claw came down onto the ground below, landing with a dull thud in a patch of manicured grasses.  He gave soft thanks to Kiniki that her luck was still with him.  
\tRather than attempting a lateral climb again, he began moving upwards.  He only needed a few more meters.  Up seemed to be more stable than across.  His final handhold had him snicker as he found himself grasping at the general groin area of the great dragon's relief, witch had a modest protrusion.  It was probably sacrilige.  He could describe that part of this caper in detail and see how it flummoxed the shiny golden priest.
\tWith a good grip, and steady bracing, the aarakocra pressed off the wall and unfurled his wings.  The gentle glide was soundless and his black form flew across the courtyard without so much as a glance upward from the guards below.  A second beating of his wings and lift of his body permitted him to soft land on another of the saint statues dotting the rooftop, grasping at it with hands and feet to quickly halt his momentum.  He couldn't risk landing with scraping talons on the roof and alerting everyone inside.
\tLight and spry, Rook made his way to the nearest window, making only a few tacking noises across the roof.  Easily forgettable or ignorable, so he believed.  He chose this window because it was dark.  There would be no occupants to worry about.  He slipped his pick from a pocket in his cuff, then used it to lightly unlatch the window's latch.  From there it was easy to part both panes and step through.  
\tThe room beyond was an attic very similar to the one he'd left on the acolyte's end save for a handful of rolled up rugs that seemed to be stored within.  It gave him a fair idea of what to expect if he were to navigate the rafters between room and room.  He made his way over to one of the piles of rugs and halted himself in a crouch.  His eyes had caught glints of light in a corner and moving shadows.  He heard hushed whispers soon after, and risked another peek.
\tDraped in some kind of nightgown, a trio of young dragons were crouched about an open attidc door in one of the walls leading to the rafters. Their tails swayed beneath their garments from time to time, and all seemed focused on something below.  The trio barred his way, and sneaking around them would be almost impossible.  Sneaking up on them however might not be.  And he could try a distracting noise to scramble the trio to hurry elsewhere.
\tBy the time he'd inched closer he was starting to make out the voices.
\t"What''s he doin' now?" Asked one
\tThe second, sounding older, answerd, "Shh. He's puttin' his cock in."
\t"What's a cock?"
\t"His thingy! Shhh!"
\t"It's ok, it only hurts a bit at first." the third added
\tOh what a trio of naughty little ones.  Seems they snuck up here and were catching some of the priests or paladins in a bit of a naughty engagement themselves.
\t"Gods above and demons below." thought Rook to himself.  "Is that it?  Aurix was worried about the priests getting a little hanky panky?" He rolled his dark eyes before going to look again.
\tHe did have a sight too.  That trio of little rumps poking through their night gowns, with only their pudgy feet bared, and occasionally a bit more if a tail lifted the gown up enough.  From the dim lighting of the candle near the trio he could tell the smallest was blue scaled, the biggest black scaled, and the third between them, a bronzed color.
\tHe hadn't missed the words of the third either.  Words of experience about what was going on below.  And what was going on below?  Determined now to find out he crept even closer, calling upon all his skill to move silently across the planks until he was hovering over the trio.  It would be a menacing sight if they turned about, and the last thing he needed were three shrieking alarms to alert the whole temple ot his presence. While they remained focused he leaned his head forward and down and peered past them towards what was below.
\tPast the cross beams that supported the structure was a barracks room.  Discarded armor lay about the table and a chair in the room.  On the bed, where all eyes were focused, a bronze dragon adult lay naked, and balanced over his lap was another bronze dragon, though this one was much younger.  Rook could easily see the four to six year old dragonet being ever so gently lowered and raised on the adult dragon's lap.  There were hushed gentle words from the elder and a hand stroking her chest, or backside, or even starting to rub her sex at their union, smearing a kind of oil there.
\tThe crow like aarakocra almost found himself lost in focus on the lewd activities below.  He certainly was responding to it.  His trousers, which were otherwise comfortable lose for movement, felt much more confining now in the groin.  He stepped back and away, still deathly silent, and his gaze now upon the trio of dragonets before him had become more intense.  He formulated a plan, and with a quick swing of his wing, snuffed the candle out.
\tThe trio felt the breeze and when they quickly backed out of their peeking place, they stumbled about in the dark, "Hey hey!  Stop moving it's just the wind, I'll get it lit." the oldest ordered.
\tDuring the scramble, it was an easy thing for rook to close the small attic door, and then lean himself against it, waiting for the candlelight again.  The oldest was incanting a spell, and the candle soon flared brightly before settling into its soft yellow glow.  That flare of light was enough to make the three gasp when they saw Rook.  The smallest almost screamed but for the oldest to put his hand over her muzzle to halt her.
\t"Easy easy!" Rook held up his talons, "I'm here for trouble but I'm not gonna hurt anyone!  And if it's trouble I'm after, I need the kids in the know about it."
\tThe eldest, a black dragon lad, eased his grasp over the blue dragon girl's muzzle and responded, "Yeah?  Well...it'll cost ya."
\t"Shrewd boy." Rook acknowledged then dug out a coin from his pouch and held it out.  The black dragon boy folded his arms, looking very unimpressed.
\tThe bronze dragonet leaned towards the little blue one behind the boy and whispered, "He's got a stiffy."
\tThe black heard that, snickered, and said, "Yeah, I guess he's like all the others huh?"
\tRook clacked his beak once then made a gesture to the lad, "Says the boy with a stiffy too."
\tThe black dragon suddenly raised himself up on his knees.  Sitting on his haunches as he had been, it had let his cocklet poke and tent the nightgown he was wearing.
\tTo sweeten the deal, with some consternation, Rook added four more gold coins to the first, spreading them out on the wooden planks of the floor before him, "I want to know what's goin' on here is all.  So the adults get stiffies around the kids huh?"
\t"Only at night, mostly." The bronze answered him, "Cause of the curse, papa says."
\t"Did your papa say anything else about the curse?" the avian further interrogated, sliding another coin over for incentive.  It was considered by some to be crass to think gold always appealed to dragons all the time.  However there was a natural instinct still ingrained in them to seek out the shiny metal.  While they lacked the hard scales that let their ancestors sleep on piles of the stuff, they still posessed the desire to collect it.
\t"Six each!" The black lad interrupted, bringing a frown to the corners of Rook's beak.  He slid one of the coins to a new pile, "Five each."
\t"Eight, and we'll show you somethin' they use." The black dragon was fiddling with something behind his back.  Rook guessed he could just swoop in and grab it but, he wasn't THAT bad of a thief.
\tEight coins were counted and stacked in three neat piles.  The trio came closer to rook to pick them up and feel their weight in their small hands and listen to them clink together.  Rook in the meantime held his talons out expectantly.  The black scaled kid relented and placed a vial in the aarakocra's hands.
\t"This goes on their pussies, or our asses and their cocks." The boy stated matter of factly.
\tRook's beak tensed and he had a small grin forming now, "Did your dad teach you all those naughty words?"
\tThough there was no blush to see in dim candlelight, Rook was sure he'd touched on something.  To ease the boy he said, "My dad taught me those words too."
\t"Does your papa have the curse too?" The little blue dragoness asked.
\tRook shook his head in reply, "No, he just..wanted his boy to learn it all."
\tThe black dragon lad was next, "Did he put it in your ass too?"
\tNo question as to what 'it' was.   And after a glance about to play along with this little secret meeting of theres, Rook nodded to the trio.  It was starting to earn him more acceptance from them.
\t"Call me Rook." The avian hooked some talons into his trousers after unlatching his belt and was now sliding them down his drumsticks.  The trio looked on watching as Rook droped his pants down to his talons, and his dark avian girth sprang from where it was hidden.
\t"Uh..I'm Kyfe, this is Kii and Enelir." The boy was flustered, answering to identify himself, the blue dragonet and her bronze companion, but his eyes were fixed on that bobbing rigid avian length.
\t"Isn't it annoying having a stiffy Kyfe.  Just let it out and take care of it." Rook encouraged, wrapping his hand about his cock and keeping his talons well clear, he began to stroke it in front of them.
\tKyfe followed the strokes before he found the courage to sit back on his haunches and lift up his nightgown in front.  He was quite stiff, and gave a huff when he grabbed his own cocklet and started to masturbate as well.  From the motions, Rook could guess the young lad was experienced in this.
\tThe aroused avian more slowly stroked himself, his palm drawing up and down the underside of his length, which drew pre ejaculate to bead up on the tip and glisten in the sunlight, as the two girls who had until now been watching, lifted up their own nightgowns, and began to spread their legs as they sat.  It gave Rook a sight of their puffy young vulva before they began to be touched by each girl.  No one was a stranger to masturbation in this room.  It was an avenue to begin asking questions.
\t"Everyone here knows what to do with themselves when feeling this way, hm?  Did you all get taught by your fathers or mothers because of the curse?"
\tThey looked to eachother, then Enelir shook her head, "We're not supposed to tell anyone about the curse."
\tRook pounced, taking a risk, "Except those that have the curse right?  I have it too.  I'm just testing you all.  If you do really well I wont tell you were up here, and you keep the coins, that's a promise."
\tKyfe looked skeptical but the thought of getting away without being caught appealed to the others, and they both nodded.  Enelir ceased playing with her sex to answer, rocking side to side, "Our daddies, and the adults, have to pass on the blessing.  If they don't, the day magic gets really weak.  But it makes them wanna do things with us at night."
\tRook's beak clenched as his heart began to race in anticipation as he said, "Why don't you show me what they do, while you tell me more." He released his own hold of his throbbing dark erection and waited, talons slightly scraping on the wood floor.
\tEnelir approached first.  The child leaned into the black feathered aarakocra's lap and reached her hands outwards to grasp at his length.  He shuddered and huffed, before a groan escaped his beak as the bronze dragonet's mouth parted and engulfed the crown of his rigid length.  She was very careful with teeth, and did well using her tongue.  Avian beings were generally not very good at giving a blowjob, and the thrill of the uncommon sexual act heightened Rook's pleasure.  The added thrill of it being from such a young dragonet almost made the pent up bird burst early.
\tThe activity was enticing Kyfe, who encouraged Kii to come closer.  The little blue dragon examined the older boy's penis, then made a glance towards Enelir, before mimicing her activities. The black scaled youth managed a huff or two before continuing where the girls could not, "That's the curse.  They gotta do naughty things at night, and we can't tell anybody.  But it ain't just this cause I caught..mmn..Master Brejix the smith with a horse...hehe..mnn..." Sexual deviancy seemed to be the salve to the curse, thought Rook.
\tThere were no words after that, only the gentle suckling sounds and groans from both female dragons.  The first giving the noises was Enelir due to Rook's gentle talons now exploring her sex.  They parted the lips, traced about the labia, gently tested and penetrated, or rubbed her clit on some of their withdraws.  Rook could see Kyfe both getting more excited, possibly nearing orgasm, and trying to mimic him at the same time.  Deciding he could let this finish so soon he gently pet Enelir's head and eased her up.  She licked her lips afterwards and made a face of discomfort, "You taste different than daddy."
\t"Well there's other fun we can have instead.  Kyfe why don't you stop there and do as I do." The avian slipped the vial of oil from where it sat near to him and poured a small portion onto his dark spire.  He encouraged the boy to come closer as he did.  Once they were close enough together, Rook moved forward and leaned over the the lad so that his own bobbing cock could rub and frot with the boy's own, sharing the slickened substance between them.  "Go on, grab them with your hands, make sure the oil's all over both." He panted through open beak.
\tBy the time the black dragon kid was on his fifth stroke, he looked so worked up that Rook forced himself to withdraw from their grasp.  Otherwise he was sure the boy would finish and he would soon after.  Both girls watched on, with Enelir now taking some of the same oil and rubbing it against her own wet pussy before spreading the same slickness onto Kii's mound.   Fighting back the impending release again with a grip at the base of his cock, the panting avian instructed, "We're going to help little Kii so she's ready for her daddy.  Just do like I do with Enelir and be slow."
\tWith encouraging caresses and proddings the aarakocra urged the bronze dragonet to prop herself up onto one of the stacks of rolled carpeting, and bend over.  It put her at the right height for him to slide his hips up behind her.  His fingers slowly traced over her tail before raising it, wile the grasp of his other hand was at the base of his erection.  He began to rub the crown of his dark cock over the lips of her sex up and down before giving a gentle push.  It was just enough to lodge in the tip and make him huff, his feathers puffing up a moment, but he had to stop there to monitor Kyfe.  The male dragon had Kii in much the same position, over a single carpet roll, however he wasn't as slow as he should have been.  Rook caught the cry from Kii, wincing as the louder sound than they'd been making so far.  But it was brief, and the little blue dragonet was squirming but seeming to manage.  Rook himself pressed in further to catch up.  There was a tingling all about his cock as it slid inside and he clenched his beak to muffle a cawing of pleasure.  He'd heard stories and rumors that dragon kind had their element in all their fluids, some to more intense a degree than others.  This meant that as he penetrated the dragon child with his adult avian girth, the tingling of electric energy was just there enough to add to the sensations.  She was also very receptive, and he found himself halfway within her a moment later. "E-easy, Kyfe she...probably is taking her first cock."
\tKyfe was lost in the sensations.  Perhaps he'd been his father's or mother's or uncles or someone's night time lover up til now, but never really been on the giving end.
\t"Mister Rook..." Enelir whined a complaint and pushed against him.  It brought him well back into focus, and he placed his hands upon the young dragonet's hips and started to pull away.  Once he'd almost pulled free, he slid back within, further than before.  He didn't hold back the cawing this time but it was gentler than it might've been before.  His thursts were short scissoring motions that slide his avian girth a short length in and out between the puffy stretched lips of her sex.  The avian leaned himself back and raised her tail, letting him watch this action as his black feathered hips drew closer and closer to her soft young bronze rump.  As he pushed he felt himself hit another barrier and knew he wouldn't be able to flush his black feathered hips to that rump.  He was bumping her cervix, bottoming out inside the tight young vagina and it was thrilling him.  Too many sensations and he knew his orgasm was coming.  He began to saw his hips in a swifter motion, no longer fighting the rising tingle in his balls.  The perverted aarakocra huffed to the dragonet, "How..hff..old are you?"
\t"E-eight..summers."
\tRook's feathered body almost smothered Enelir as he lay upon her and buried his girth as far as he dared.  He already had guessed her age, but hearing it from her own mouth heightened the perverse act of mating the dragon child for him, and tilted him easily over the edge.  While his feathered balls quivered his cock pulsed within the dragonet, depositing his bird seed deep within her.  The thought of any consequence was out of his mind as he assumed she was too young to carry a clutch.  Her own orgasm also put much of any thought other than pleasure out of his mind.  The feeling of a wet tunnel rhytmicly squeezing his spasming length with the added slight electric tingling drew out his ejaculation and left his feathers puffed out.
\tNearby, Kyfe was still going, and the avian felt just a little outdone while the young dragon lad rapidly mated Kii's azure sex.  With his cock becoming overly sensitive, Rook quickly withdrew from the young bronze dragon, surprised with the amount of cum leaking from her as he did.  He sat back on his haunches and pulled her towards him, letting her snuggle into the warmth of his feathers as they watched Kyfe reach towards his own peak.  Kii clawed at the ground and pushed at Kyfe as the boy's motions got too rough.  Her kicks managed to get the boy to fall backwards, slipping out of her.  He grabbed at his cock to try to enter her again, but was already at the edge.  The boy let out a cute snarl, and ropes of cum arced towards the blue dragonet, painting her legs, her short tail and her round blue bottom white.
\tHuffing and panting the youtful chromatic scowled, "Kii!  I was almost done."
\t"Too rough." Was her response, cupping a palm over her sex and gently rubbing or applying pressure to take off some of the sting.  
\tThe aarakocra leaned over enough to swat the rump of the black scaled kid, for his own bemusement and to make a statement.  His own scaled palm gave a good clapping noise once it landed, and Kyfe gave a startled yelp, "And you were.  Need to watch those instincts, kid.   Maybe you need a bit more practice." Noting he still had his trousers about his ankles, the avian kicked them the rest of the way off then manuvered onto his own hands and knees.  He flexed his talons, and shook his tailfeathers, keeping them up as he patted his own down covered butt, "You want to try again?"
\t The eagerness by which Rook was pounced upon a moment later made him caw in surprise.  The crow like aarakocra wasn't penetrated, but the leap onto him was all the same startling.  He'd known dragons to be something of a "one and done" type of lover.  All big cocks and bigger ejaculations, but only one release before they wanted to curl up and snooze for a couple days.  It seemed that was only a matter that happened to adult dragons, as Rook could feel Kyfe's resurged erection rubbing up and down his feathered balls.  This caused the girls to giggle as they watched.  Rook shifted his body, nudging back against Kyfe until he got the hint.  The fumbling boy managed to pry away long enough to grab his renewed erection and poke it under the avian's tailfeathers.  The puckered dark passage spread out for the lad as he urgently pushed his hips forward.  Still too rough but Rook was far from inexperienced in this.  He grunted and huffed and marveled at the sensations.  He'd seen Kyfe's young slimmer but still sizeable for his age girth, and could see now where it might have bothered Kii during their breeding.  It was almost enough to strike at his prostate, but he couldn't feel that spot in him jostled yet by the increasingly vigorous youthful thrusts.
\tThe avian stayed braced on his hands and knees.  His glance had been over his shoulder to watch the dragon boy hammer his feathered backside, who's downy texture muffled the impacting noises, when from the corner of his eye he caught Kii sliding underneath him.  He felt a soft and pudgy grasp at his loins, yet her hands were holding at his wrists.  It was the caress of her three-toed feet rubbing his cock between the soft soles before sliding it between the toes to start a pumping motion.  It brought forth a long groan of pleasure from Rook and he balanced on one hand to pet her head in thanks, "And...hff..how old are you little Kii?" She didn't answer verbally but held up all five fingers on a hand.  The thrilled aarakocra wetted her toes with pre, and wanting more, used his free hand to help angle his erection further downwards.  Her feet slipped from his dick and were pressed at his legs while he pushed forward.  Her legs bowed and his crown met her puffy and still slightly sore vulva, and pushed further.
\tIt was still a tight fit, possibly because he was only one order of magnitude larger than the dragon boy who'd taken her earlier.  Like with Kyfe, he needn't worry about breaking something.  Dragons did not posess hymens, which gave some to think that was an origin to the wild stories of dragons stealing away virgins.  Deflowering could have been an old dragon fetish.  The slick oils and juices coating his cock helped the entry, though Kii was still squirming.  He soothed her again after pressing a quarter of his cock into her, huffing as he was still clapped against in the rear by the eager black dragon, "Shh.  Easy now.  Wont be long..mff..and you'll be...ready for your papa."
\tThe aarakocra couldn't move much.  It was a dextrous effor to keep thrusting in the young blue dragon below him and keeping the black youth behind him from slipping out.  The whole situation was so thrilling that Rook didn't need to move himself inside of Kii much at all to move him towards his second release.  What triggered it however was startling and plesant.  The boy behind him grasped his backside feathers with one hand and his tailfeathers at the base with another and began thrusting far more harshly.  This already excited Rook unexpectedly, but when the boy came a moment later, it triggered his own ejaculation without warning.  There was a warm feeling in Rook's insides that stung, but not harshly.  And it was splashing and pooling at his prostate.  The sensory surge caused the avian to hold the small Kii against him by hooking an arm under her.  It let him penetrate her further, threatening the barrier of her cervix as he sprayed her underaged womb with his second burst of semen.
\tWhile panting, halfway through his orgasm, he caught himself enough to ease her down, to slip her from his grasp and thus his cock from her plesantly cloying vaginal walls.  It bounced free from her pussy, firing the last two spurts of semen onto her body to mingle with the glossy stains left by Kyfe.  He pet her head, whispring an apology, and took a moment to catch his breath.
\tHe tapped the boy who'd fallen against his back with his own exhaustion from a second orgasm, then extricated himself from both so that he could get in a comfortable resting position, before pulling them closer against him.  They rested their heads on his dark woolen tunic, while an extended wing curled to draw in Enelir.\t
\tOnce the group was huddled about the half naked avian, Kyfe huffed, "Ugh...why's there gotta be this cuddle thing after?"
\t"Because I'm a fluffy bird and they enjoy it, so be nice to your friends, or I'll steal back those coins."
\t"I knew it!" Called out Kyfe, "You ARE a thief.  Do you even have the curse?"
\tThe avian only responded in a grin and pointed to the boy, "You keep hoping I am, maybe I'll keep coming back and show you some tricks to lifting a purse or picking a lock."
\t"Really?" The confrontational attitude was dropped from the black scaled lad, and his dark yellow eyes gleamed with wonder and eagerness.
\t"Teach me too!"
\t"Me too!"
\tRook's features tensed with the two additional voices of Kii and Enelir begging for the master theif to teach a new generation of footpads.  Now how would he explain that to the fat priest?  "First kids, I've got some questions."

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\tAurix snorted awake with a loud grunt!  He felt like he'd just been punched!  The panting dragon sat up and held onto his stomach when he heard a clinking sound as something slid from his belly.  Fumbling about in the dark he gave up on finding his candle and incanted a spell to produce a light.  Blinking against its brilliance he looked down again and found a bag.  It was a coin bag, and apparently it had struck his stomach and tumbled down between his legs when he sat up.  He lifted up the pouch and found a small scroll tied to it.  Unrolling the scroll his eyes squinted to make out the word while his eyes continued adjusting.
\t"Hey priest.  This is for Krisir.  You being the goody goody type I know you'll get it to him.  As for you have a read, you've got some dirty trousers in your sun god's closet.  Cause you holy people run around all night with them off."
\tApart from the bad humor, Aurix continued down the scrollwork, reading the generalized report that confirmed his suspicions.  There was no doubt now about the curse, it's effect, its focus, and that it would fall onto him and Krisir at their annointing.  It would mean it happened to his friend Rach as well.  It would explain why there were such fewer and fewer number of annointed and more and more acolytes, friars, squires and fighters.  There was too much shame and ridicule to be had if the order was found out.  Only in smaller numbers could it be handled, and no doubt, for a century, they'd been looking for ways to undo it.
\tAs he snuffed out the magical light and lay back in bed, Aurix confirmed with himself on the path he would take.  For however horny he could get and whatever forbidden fetish he may have, he wasn't going to let the order that had raised and cared for him fall from within because of this corruption.
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