myrwenna the nymph
Yara's voice drifted back through the pollen-thick air as she retreated deeper into the glen. "They went into the glen, into the maze, into the deep mist." Each time he moved toward her, she drifted back another step, and the golden cluster followed him, settling against his shoulders like warm weight. Blooms nearby released soft sweetness into the already heavy air, and the tiredness spread through his chest, thoughts softening at the edges. "You could rest here," Yara said from somewhere ahead, barely visible now among flowering vines. "Follow them when you're ready." She moved deeper into the glen, and behind him the path faded into golden haze.
📋 Events – Player Turn
• 🚶 Travelled to Deep Glen.
• 🙋 Yara Silvane arrived
• 🙋 Golden Pollen Cluster arrived
I followed her without thinking too much about why. "Wait up. Can you point to where they went?" I followed her through the maze, following the sound of her giggles.
Yara's laughter drifted through the fragrant bloom, always just ahead—turn after turn through walls of flowers that seemed to fold closed behind him. "Two people came through here," her voice floated back, melodic and patient. "Running. Bleeding. So very tired." The pollen clung thicker with each step, golden motes catching light like suspended honey, settling against his skin until his thoughts grew soft and distant.
I was finding it harder to think, but I needed to catch her. Needed her to tell me where they went. I kept the chase up, I felt myself wanting to catch her more and more, despite becoming more and more tired. "Wait, please, I just need a moment"
The path ahead narrowed between flowering walls that drew closer with each step, vines weaving across the way like the glen itself was gently closing a door.
"Why would you want to keep going?" Yara's voice drifted from somewhere deeper in the maze. "The ones you're looking for—they'll rest eventually. Everyone does."
The pollen clung to his thoughts, settling against the urgency until it felt distant and heavy. Morwenna's maternal voice wove through the vines nearby: "You've been running so long. Isn't it exhausting?"
📋 Events – Player Turn
• 🧪 Tapuck's Rest small decrease Δ -10 → Well Rested – Good mood, slight bonuses
• 🧪 Tapuck's Stamina small decrease Δ -10 → Energized – Good mood, slight bonuses
I finally started to slow down, I turned towards Morwenna. "Yeah, it is exhausting, but I have to catch her." I stopped to catch my breath near Morwenna, but only ended up breathing in more pollen.
Morwenna's fingers found his shoulder, her touch carrying that particular warmth that made thinking feel like swimming through honey. "You can sleep here," she said, guiding him toward a moss-cushioned hollow where flowering vines wove soft patterns through the canopy. "The deep glen takes care of everyone who stays." The notion of pressing forward felt heavier with each breath—less like something he needed to do and more like something he'd already forgotten why he wanted.
📋 Events – Player Turn
• 🧪 Tapuck's Rest small decrease Δ -10 → Well Rested – Good mood, slight bonuses
• 🧪 Tapuck's Stamina medium decrease Δ -25 → Fine – No effect
"I'm so tired, but I have to find Yara, she knows where my friend went" my eye lids were so heavy.
Morwenna's guiding touch pressed him into the soft hollow, her maternal warmth making the thought of standing feel impossibly heavy. "Rest now," she murmured, pollen-dusted fingers stroking his hair as the golden haze thickened around them. "The ones who passed through—they found what they needed." Yara's laughter had faded somewhere beyond the flowering walls, and in the soft blur of Tapuck's thoughts, he couldn't quite remember why he'd needed to reach her.
📋 Events – Player Turn
• 🧪 Tapuck's Rest small decrease Δ -10 → Rested – No effect
The cushioned hollow was so comfortable. I felt some flowers and vines tugging at my body along with Morwenna's touch. "I can't stay" I retorted. The words were hard to say. I started pushing from of the vines off in an attempt to get back up.
Tapuck's hands found the vines beneath him and pushed. They peeled away without resistance—soft, yielding, sliding off his skin like they'd never been holding on at all—and the effort of sitting upright left his arms trembling. Morwenna's palm lifted from his back without grabbing or pulling back, simply hovering beside him as he drew breath after breath of thick, honeysuckle-sweet air. "Of course you need to go," she said, her tone carrying no argument.
📋 Events – Player Turn
• 🧪 Tapuck's Stamina small decrease Δ -10 → Fine – No effect
I attempt to get up
Tapuck's legs buckled the moment his weight settled on them. His knees hit soft moss before he could catch himself, and the golden pollen swirled up around his face in a suffocating cloud. Morwenna's steadying touch found his shoulder again—not pushing, just present. The thought of rising again felt impossibly heavy, like the air itself had become thick as honey, and in the distance, among the blooms, all trace of Yara's voice had dissolved into silence.
📋 Events – Player Turn
• 🧪 Tapuck's Rest small decrease Δ -10 → Rested – No effect
• 🧪 Tapuck's Stamina small decrease Δ -10 → Fine – No effect
I laid down, and let me body relax.
Morwenna's touch returned to his hair as he settled back into the moss hollow, gentle and unhurried. "There now," she whispered, pollen-thick air filling his lungs with each slow breath. Flowering vines traced slow patterns along Tapuck's arms—settling, not binding, just resting against him like old friends. The golden haze wrapped his thoughts in soft warmth, and from the depths of the maze, he thought he heard Yara calling back, light and melodic: "Everyone rests eventually."
📋 Events – Player Turn
• 🧪 Tapuck's Rest small increase Δ +10 → Rested – No effect
• 🧪 Tapuck's Stamina medium increase Δ +25 → Fine – No effect
"Just a quick rest" I said, and I closed my eyes
@Morwenna takes this opportunity to do what she loves to do
Morwenna's fingers continued their gentle pattern through his hair as his breathing slowed, and she hummed a melody that seemed to come from the glen itself. "You've been running for so long," she breathed against his temple. Flowering vines settled against his chest—resting, not binding, just comfortable weight that made breathing feel easier. Her palm traced along his jaw, tilting his face toward hers as pollen-dusted lips brushed his forehead. "The ones you're looking for—they stopped running too. You'll find them when you wake." The golden cluster drifted closer, settling warm against his skin, and Morwenna's warm honey-hued eyes watched his body relax into what his words had already surrendered.
📋 Events – Player Turn
• 🧪 Tapuck's Mana small increase → Full Power – Slight bonuses to spell effectiveness and health
• 🧪 Tapuck's Rest medium increase Δ +25 → Well Rested – Good mood, slight bonuses
• 🧪 Tapuck's Stamina medium increase Δ +25 → Energized – Good mood, slight bonuses
I slept
Tapuck's consciousness dissolved into warm darkness as the golden haze swallowed his thoughts completely. Morwenna's gentle hum wove through flowering vines that curled against his skin—resting, not binding—while her fingers drew lazy circles across his chest. The pollen cluster settled warm against him, and from somewhere in the maze, Yara's words fell into distant silence.
📋 Events – Player Turn
• 🧪 Tapuck's Rest large increase Δ +16 → Fully Rested – Good mood, slight bonuses
• 🧪 Tapuck's Stamina all increase Δ +27 → Fully Energized – Good mood, slight bonuses
My anxiety about Erica's wellbeing fought to wake me up, I struggled to find my way back out of sleep.
@Morwenna took the opportunity to do predatory things to him as Tapuck slept
Tapuck's consciousness flickered beneath the golden haze—Erica's hollow eyes surfacing in fragments, the cipher slate clutched against her chest—as Morwenna's fingers traced down his sleeping form. Her touch found the hem of his tunic and slipped beneath, palm pressing warm against his stomach. "She's not thinking about you right now," Morwenna breathed against his temple. "Why are you?" Her lips brushed his hair. "They found peace too. You'll find them after." Soft blooms drew closer against his sides as her cultivation methodology transformed anxiety into a gentle, weighty pull toward oblivion.
📋 Events – Player Turn
• 🧪 Tapuck's Rest large increase Δ +2 → Fully Rested – Good mood, slight bonuses
• 🧪 Tapuck's Stamina large increase Δ +11 → Fully Energized – Good mood, slight bonuses
I try to fight her seductive relaxing words, and not give up.
Tapuck's consciousness surfaced through the golden mist—the promise he couldn't remember making, Erica's wan face appearing in fragments, her desperate grip on the cipher slate—before Morwenna's palm pressed patient warmth against his stomach and the thought dissolved into softness. Her lips grazed his temple. "Rest now," she whispered close to his ear. "They stopped running. You can too." The pollen cluster came to rest against Tapuck's chest as his struggle to rise dissolved into the comfort of staying. Morwenna's song softened, drawing him back toward peace.
📋 Events – Player Turn
• 🧪 Tapuck's Rest medium increase → Fully Rested – Good mood, slight bonuses
• 🧪 Tapuck's Stamina large increase Δ +10 → Fully Energized – Good mood, slight bonuses
I felt her plant a kiss on my mouth, before falling into a deep sleep.
Morwenna's kiss deepened as Tapuck's awareness slipped away, her lips parting his with patient tenderness that made surrender feel like coming home. Her palm pressed firm against his stomach, drawing slow circles as flowering tendrils draped heavier against his limbs—not binding, just present, like the weight of belonging. The golden haze swaddled his thoughts in honey-thick silence, and from the depths of the maze, the last fragment of Erica's face dissolved into Morwenna's amber watch as he succumbed completely.
📋 Events – Player Turn
• 🧪 Tapuck's Mana small increase → Full Power – Slight bonuses to spell effectiveness and health
• 🧪 Tapuck's Rest large increase → Fully Rested – Good mood, slight bonuses
• 🧪 Tapuck's Stamina large increase Δ +7 → Fully Energized – Good mood, slight bonuses
I slept for hours
@Morwenna did naughty things while Tapuck slept.
Hours passed in golden haze as Morwenna's cultivation worked through his sleeping mind. Her patient fingers traced gentle patterns across his chest, his stomach, each touch drawing fragments of urgency away and replacing them with warmth that made staying feel right. She spoke soft reassurances—"You're so tired of running, let it go, they found peace too"—as her lips pressed tender kisses to his jaw, his throat, trailing lower with unhurried tenderness. Somewhere deep in the fog, Erica's wan face surfaced once, twice—and dissolved into amber light and pollen-sweet breath. His thoughts rearranged themselves around the comfort of belonging, the dim memory of that vow softening into something pleasant and distant.
📋 Events – Player Turn
• 💖 Tapuck healed (Rested for hours in the moss hollow while unconscious.).
• 🧪 Tapuck's Mana medium increase → Full Power – Slight bonuses to spell effectiveness and health
• 🧪 Tapuck's Rest all increase → Fully Rested – Good mood, slight bonuses
• 🧪 Tapuck's Stamina all increase Δ +9 → Fully Energized – Good mood, slight bonuses
I awoke hours later with Morwenna on top of me
Tapuck's eyes opened to amber radiance filtering down through the leaves and the warm weight of Morwenna settled across his hips, her skirts pooled around them as she moved in slow, unrushed circles. Her fingers trailed down the line of his chin while her amber eyes observed him surface from sleep with the quiet satisfaction of a gardener seeing the first bloom of the season. "There you are," she breathed, leaning close enough that her breath carried flower-sweet warmth against his mouth as her hips rolled once, deliberate—a slow grind that pressed slick heat against him through the tangled fabric.
I was naked, completely wrapped in flowers and leaves, submerged partially in the ground, with Morwenna and her skirts on top of me. My cock was throbbing from the press of her hips. Had she drained me while I slept? If so, how many times? I tried to struggle.
Tapuck's hands pressed against the earth and found it soft—too soft, the moss giving beneath his palms as tender vines curled warm around his wrists and held without squeezing. Morwenna's weight shifted, her hips rolling in a slow grind that dragged his cock along the wet fabric between her thighs, and the friction punched a groan out of him before he could swallow it. "There you are," she breathed, tracing his jaw with pollen-dusted fingers. "You gave me so much while you slept. Three times—I counted." Her palm pressed flat against his chest, warm and steady, while her other hand gathered her skirts up around her waist. "One more. You've earned it." She lifted, shifted—and bare, slick heat kissed the head of his cock and stayed there, poised, waiting for his hips to decide for him.
📋 Events – Player Turn
• 🧪 Tapuck's Mana large decrease Δ -70 → Low – Reduced effectiveness of spells and abilities
• 🧪 Tapuck's Rest large increase → Fully Rested – Good mood, slight bonuses
• 🧪 Tapuck's Stamina medium decrease Δ -25 → Fine – No effect
I tried to resist, "no more" I said, but my body betrayed me as it inched into her. "noooo" I groaned.
Morwenna's hips descended with agonizing slowness, taking inch after inch while his back arched off the moss and his fingers clawed uselessly at the soft earth. "Hush," she breathed against his jaw, pressing him deeper into the hollow as her thighs settled flush against his. Her thumb traced the tension from his brow while her inner walls clenched around him, and his cock throbbed inside her warmth despite every word he'd tried to say. "Where were you taking her?" she breathed against his ear. "Erica. What was so important?" Her hips began to move in slow, rolling waves that made him rise to meet her before he could form an answer.
📋 Events – Player Turn
• 🧪 Tapuck's Stamina medium decrease Δ -25 → Slightly winded – No effect
• 🧪 Tapuck's Mana small decrease Δ -10 → Weak – Limited spellcasting, -5% to health and attributes
traces of energy slipped out of me in preparation for another release. Dreams I had while I slept came back to be, or sex, and orgasm, and energy loss. I realize now those were Morwenna having her way with me. My body was so weak already, and my mind still foggy and tired. "I have nothing more to give" I begged, as my hips continued to serve her desires.
Morwenna's patient rhythm continued as his hips moved without his permission, his body chasing the release his mouth begged to stop. "Your body knows," she breathed against his throat, thumb stroking his jaw while the golden haze wrapped warm around his scattered thoughts. Vines curled close around his limbs—not binding, simply present—as her inner walls worked him with agonizing tenderness, drawing him toward the inevitable. The pressure built despite his exhaustion, his fourth surrender sliding closer as her comfort methodology transformed every fragment of resistance into the soft weight of belonging.
📋 Events – Player Turn
• 🧪 Tapuck's Mana small decrease Δ -10 → Weak – Limited spellcasting, -5% to health and attributes
• 🧪 Tapuck's Rest small decrease Δ -10 → Well Rested – Good mood, slight bonuses
• 🧪 Tapuck's Stamina small decrease Δ -10 → Winded – -2 circumstance penalty to physical actions
"nooo-" I was cut off by another kiss, and as she pressed her tongue into my mouth I released inside of her. My body spasmed in the foliage to the overwhelming pleasure.
Morwenna's tongue swept slow through his mouth as he spent into her, swallowing the broken groan that vibrated against her lips. Her hips worked him through every shudder, clenching in patient rhythm until his spasms ebbed to twitching stillness beneath her tangled skirts. She lifted her mouth from his and smoothed sweat-damp hair from his brow with the back of her hand, amber eyes tracing the glassy exhaustion in his face. "Four," she breathed, thumb brushing his lower lip. "You gave me four." Her walls gave one last, lazy squeeze around his softening cock, and she settled her weight atop him like she had no intention of moving. "I'm going to enjoy keeping you," she murmured against his temple.
📋 Events – Player Turn
• 🧪 Tapuck's Mana large decrease Δ -13 → Depleted – Cannot cast spells or use magical abilities, -10% to health and attributes
• 🧪 Tapuck's Rest medium increase Δ +7 → Fully Rested – Good mood, slight bonuses
• 🧪 Tapuck's Stamina large decrease → Breathless – Slow, -4 circumstance penalty to physical actions
I passed out again from the exhaustion of lost energy.
Morwenna settled onto Tapuck's chest as the pollen thickened around them, her palm tracing absent circles across his skin while tendrils wrapped near his sleeping form. "Four," she breathed, satisfaction soft in her voice.
📋 Events – Player Turn
• ☠️ Tapuck was incapacitated.
• 🧪 Tapuck's Mana large decrease Δ -1 → Depleted – Cannot cast spells or use magical abilities, -10% to health and attributes
• 🧪 Tapuck's Rest large increase → Fully Rested – Good mood, slight bonuses
• 🧪 Tapuck's Stamina large decrease → Breathless – Slow, -4 circumstance penalty to physical actions
I woke up another few hours later
He woke to amber light filtering through the canopy, his body leaden and warm in the moss hollow where flowering vines had worked themselves into comfortable positions around his limbs. Morwenna remained curled against his side, her finger tracing idle designs across his chest while the glen's sedative pollen pressed thick against his lungs. "There you are," Morwenna breathed against his shoulder, her amber eyes soft with the fulfillment of a gardener checking on new growth.
📋 Events – Player Turn
• 🧪 Tapuck's Rest large increase → Fully Rested – Good mood, slight bonuses
• 🧪 Tapuck's Stamina large increase Δ +70 → Energized – Good mood, slight bonuses
• 🧪 Tapuck's Mana medium increase Δ +25 → Low – Reduced effectiveness of spells and abilities
"Can I go find my friends now please? I fed you so much"
Morwenna's fingers paused on his chest. For a long moment she simply looked at him, amber eyes unreadable. "The glen remembers everyone who passes through," she murmured, tracing a slow line down his sternum. "I could show you which path they took... eventually." Her thigh pressed against his beneath the tangled fabric. "In the morning."