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The last thing he remembered was the heat coming off his body as he cast something. The last thing he saw was the water rushing towards him, and then surrounding him. His body lost all strength and he was engulfed by the cold, when he managed to peek open an eye, all he saw was the starry sky. Or maybe it was the reflection of it in the water, he wasn't sure, it was so hard to tell apart when you couldn't differentiate up from down.

He was in and out of consciousness as he floated there. He could vaguely swear he saw the sunrise briefly before cold enveloped him again and he blacked out once more.

Now, he was floating in a vast void of darkness, with no defining features, no objects discernable, just a void of darkness in all directions. He tried to swim, his arms and legs moved just fine, but there was seemingly no progress made. Without a reference point, he couldn't know if he was making headway. What felt like hours, he was like this, until without explanation, he felt heavy and started to sink, feeling the cold void rising around him.

At some point, his feet touched something solid, he moved his legs, and his weight was supported. As he looked around, there was nothing that stood out, so without any direction, he picked a direction at random and started walking. He had to come across something eventually, right?

His gamble seemingly paid off, as it was sometime later, an indiscernible amount of time, but, he saw a light ahead of him. He picked up his speed and rushed towards it. As he approached, details came into focus. There were some logs around it, the light was a campfire and….someone was sitting at it, their back was towards him.

He approached hastily, till something in his gut told him to stop, just steps away from where the man, or from the skin color, orc, sat. Gurak went to speak, his mouth opened, but nothing came out at first. It was like he'd forgotten how.

After a few attempts, before a grunt was managed, and then he focused hard on what he meant to say. “May I join you?" Was grumbled out, in almost a feral-sounding voice that didn't feel like his own.

The individual waved his hand in agreement, Gurak came around to sit on the log to the man's left, so he didn't intrude on his personal space.

As soon as Gurak sat down, his face lit up, he recognized the man. “D-dad?" He should have noticed it earlier, the hair down his back, the armor he wore. It was so obvious now.

The orc looked up from the campfire where he was cooking and smiled. “Well, I'll be. I didn't expect to see you so soon Gurak." The older orc was cooking something on the campfire. It looked like a soup with a lot of meat in it.

Gurak's eyes teared up, he didn't waste a second and rushed the older orc, practically jumping on him and knocking him flat on his back, with Gurak hugging him aggressively.

Naguk hugged his son, while prone, legs still somewhat upright on the log as he lay there. “I missed you too Gurak, But you didn't have to tackle me like I was a boar."

Gurak hugged his father tightly, tears welling up and getting lost in the clothing the older orc wore. “I'm so sorry I wasn't there to save you and mom."

Naguk lay there a moment, putting his hand on Gurak's back. “You weren't meant to." The older orc says as he pats Gurak's back softly. “Your mother and I were right where we were supposed to be. As were you."

Gurak finally released Naguk and helped him back to sitting. Now knowing it was his father, he sat beside him, leaning against him like he did as a child. The strength of the older orc, holding him up always comforted him when he was small. Like his dad was the strongest in the world.

Naguk smiled once he was back up and sitting, he let the younger orc lean against him. “It wasn't your fault. None of it. Me and Murbol died protecting the chieftain. There was no greater honor for us, our sacrifice cost us our lives, but we get to spend eternity in Dargre'Ok. The eternal forest." Gurak remembered the term, it was mentioned a few times when he was younger, it was like heaven for his race.

Gurak looked at his father. “But...I still need you, mother, too."

Naguk frowns and looks at Gurak. “Do not say that." He reaches with his hand out, his palm cupping Gurak's cheek and his thumb stroking under Gurak's eye to wipe away a tear. “It pains me as a father. None of us live forever Gurak. I gave you all the skills you'd ever need to survive without me. To say you still need me is to say I failed you as a father, and I had more to teach you." Naguk smiles and caresses his head slightly. “You have more than you need."

Gurak sighs and sniffles softly. “You didn't fail me at all. You were the best father I'd ever had, in this life, or the last. I couldn't have asked for better."

Naguk smiles softly, he pats his son's cheek. “Then I need you to remember that. Don't cry for me or your mother. We're gone, but, we're happy. We get to join Aethos in hunts, we feast with him in the great orcish halls. Many of our villagers came to Dargre'Ok because of our valiant, albeit doomed defense of Drugkar. They'll rebuild, in time. Orcs never give up." He smiles at Gurak. “Right?"

Garuk frowns and turns to look at the fire. “I'm tired of fighting. Of being treated so poorly, of the inquisition coming and destroying everything we've tried to build."

Naguk nods his head softly. “Then do something about it." The older orc says. Gurak lifts his head, looking at his father. The older orc smiles. “Why do you think you were chosen? Your heart was indeed in the right place when you saved that child." He looks into Gurak's eyes. “But it was more than just that. You didn't like seeing anyone suffer. You put yourself in harm's way, many, many times before that."

The older orc looks to the fire and, a small image appears, it is of Gregory Kane as a child. Standing up to a bully for someone else. Gregory then spent his years being bullied instead, but the one child was saved. Then Gregory was an adult. Standing up to a professor in college, the professor failed the whole class on a test based on something they hadn't even studied. Who then made Gregory's life a hell in that class, in college. Then again when he first got hired, he argued with his boss about another new hire, that had put books on the shelf incorrectly. The boss spent the next year putting every undesirable job on Gregory's shoulders after that. This kept up in some form or fashion till the old boss retired too.

Gurak blinked as he was reminded of all the images. He'd forgotten all that, most of his memories from Earth were in the back of his mind.

Naguk smiled as he looked at the fire. “You were always a champion for the downtrodden. You've always been that man. It wasn't your self-sacrifice that made you worthy of coming here. Rukorim, the world for orcs."

Gurak blinked and canted his head. “World for orcs?" He asked, completely confused.

Naguk looked to the fire and within the flames came into view several worlds, all fairly close to one another, from this perspective. There must have been nine of them, three of them seemed to all be on the same closer orbit around the sun, then the other six, were on the outer ring, just a bit further from the star.

Gurak knew such a thing was scientifically impossible. Being equidistant would cause unimaginable catastrophe to any world, due to gravity and other variations in the solar system. But there seemingly were no such problems. Likely due to divine intervention.

Naguk then smiles as he looks. “Yeah. A tremendous amount of history was lost to the races here. Each of the gods was granted a world by Agan, and their race was meant to rule it. But one of the gods got jealous, and said that all races should live together, to separate them was to diminish them all. So Agan allowed the gods to intermingle their races together, all eight worlds, ruled by the others now held all eight sovereign races. Only Agan's world was left without sentient life. A world, a paradise deemed only fit for the gods themselves."

Gurak looked to the fire, seeing the worlds, all still circling the star. “We're one of those?" He asked as he looked.

Naguk nodded. “We're the blue one, on the back circle. Part of the five that circle further away." Of course, Naguk wouldn't know the scientific terms Gurak has learned on Earth. But he explained well enough.

Gurak nodded softly. “So….are there...do all those worlds have people, like us?"

Naguk nods his head. “All of them do. Each has many of the sovereign races living on them, as well as some of the lesser. Not that there are truly lesser." He points out as he looks to his son. “None are ever lesser." He looks back to the fire. “But yes. All of them have every major race, living on the surface."

Gurak looked on in wonderment. “So there are whole other worlds, millions of other orcs, everywhere." He smiles, this knowledge, for some reason warmed his heart.

Naguk laughed softly and nods. “Yes. Elves too." He states simply. He points to one of the world on the inner circle. “These are the worlds of the elder gods. Agan, Byasa, and Knephair. If you notice, behind them, on the second circle, like they were sitting behind them at a table, are the six gods that are under their domains. Behind Agan's worlds are Hudabo and Kruos's worlds. We're behind Knephair's world, along with Anemabe. On the other side, behind Byasa's world are Balanos and Thuellor's worlds. All six of us circling just behind our elder planets. Like the gods stay behind their elders as well."

The orc looks at the solar system's view, absolutely shocked by this revelation. Though, after all this, he looks to his father. “Am I dead?" He finally asks. The delight of seeing his father and all this information about worlds and gods was nice, but he'd been avoiding the first question on his mind since he saw his father at the campfire.

Naguk looked at the fire. “Not quite." His father says finally. “Agan, told Aethos to give you a choice, if you wanted to go back or not." He says as he looks to the fire. “You've carried such a hard burden already, and you needn't carry it any longer. You realize now, the weight of what you must do. Agan doesn't wish to force this on you, that's the impression I got." Naguk then leaned in and elbowed Gurak gently.

“Wait till I tell your mother I didn't just see Aethos, but he spoke to me, directly, sent me here to see you. She'll be so proud of you." Naguk's smile was large and full of pride.

Gurak's face felt flush as if he was blushing. He smiled though. Naguk continued. “Agan doesn't want to imbalance the worlds that's why you were sent here as an orc. To correct the imbalance. But if you do not want this burden, he will wait for another to right it."

Gurak blinks. “Wait for another?"

Naguk nods his head softly. “Agan does his best to maintain a balance. While each world has eight races, it was always Agans's intent for the race of the deity in their world to be the most prolific. To see how they did when put in charge." Naguk shrugged. “Dunno why. Gods and their whims." He wasn't privy to every detail it seemed.

“But, our world, is out of balance. Rukorim has been overcast by the shadow of elves. Agan isn't asking for a purge of the race." The older orc shook his head softly. “That's not the goal. But, Agan intends for orcs to become the dominant race once more. Somewhere in history, we were pushed aside and down the line, till we were almost at the bottom. Agan doesn't want this. So he chose someone who would correct this. He picked you."

Naguk smiles as he looks at his son. “You picked Agan. That made him happy, or so I'm told. When you chose void, Agan knew you were the one to send to Rukorim, you were the man who'd right this world."

Gurak looked into the fire. “That's so much pressure." He says softly.

Naguk nods. “It is, and Agan realized it might be too much for you." He gestures to the fire, and familiar faces are seen. Towen, Rulu, Zamdor, Wukin, the old dwarf cook from Whetstin, Darion, the shark man he met on the beach Blert, Brun."

The orc blinked and looked at his father. Naguk smiled. “Agan sent help. Every step of the way. He wants you to succeed. But he can't intervene directly, no god can. It's one of their rules. Influence sure, but no direct intervention."

Naguk then looks at the fire again and other images take shape. An archas praying at an altar, then that same man talking to an elf, then he saw elves in armor, and his village on the horizon.

Gurak frowned softly. “What was that?" He asked, looking at Naguk.

The older orc rumbled quietly. “Influence." He states quietly. “You offended Kruos, she is a petty, goddess. She sent a vision to that man, who told the inquisition, and that's what led to everything."

He looks to Gurak. “Gar'Sha didn't instigate the attack. None of us did. It was Kruos who gave that man a vision, and he took it upon himself to have the elves attack. It was not you as a child after the dungeon's success. It was not Gar'Sha who abandoned the village as a child who lost everything. They were terrible tragedies, but had no bearing on the events."

Naguk knew more, Gurak could see it in his face, but he didn't share anything else about it. Gurak sighed softly and looked at the fire.

“So I can decide?" He asks softly

Naguk nods. “You can. If you want to stay here with me. I'll lead you to the eternal forest. Me, you and your mother will hunt, feast, and spend the rest of eternity together, if that's what you want." Naguk turns back to the fire.

Images of Rulu fighting bloodied and beaten, fire surrounding him, it looked like he was in Halfsea. Zamdor was side by side with Brun as bodies lay around them, cuts covering the pair, many of the dead around them looked familiar, likely part of Brun's mercenary group. Wukin then came into focus. In prison, shackled in damacite, before he was shown hanging from the gallows. Towen, surrounded by dozens of assailants, before arrows, nearly a dozen were sticking out of his chest.

Then the whole continent, something Gurak had never seen, but he recognized the locations of towns on it. Suddenly engulfed in flames, starting from the northeast, and ending at Halfsea, leaving the whole continent charred and unlivable.

Gurak watched and felt his stomach drop. “But without you, Damarrok, all of Otrad and everyone on the continent will be engulfed in fire, war, and death." He looks at his son. “This doesn't mean you'll stop it. Your very existence invites it." He says softly. “Your presence doesn't inhibit attack, you being there won't stop the hate, the war." He looks at his son. “But you'll be able to save lives. You'll give a future to people. Instead of everyone being lost. Only some will be." He watches his son's face. “I know this isn't a burden you asked for. Agan knew that too."

He reached out and put his hand on Gurak's shoulder. “But now it's your choice."

Gurak nods his head. “I have to go back." He says softly, lifting his head and smiling as he looks at his father, though tears are in his eyes still. “I don't mean to cry. But, I can't go with you. Not while I can make a difference. Not while I can save what's left of our home."

Naguk nods and smiles. “I know. I knew what you'd do before I even came here." He put his arm around his son, and Gurak leaned against his father, hugging him tightly.

The last thing he heard was his father's voice whisper. “Go to Towen, he needs you, now more than ever."

Then he was suddenly engulfed in the cold, inky darkness again. He reached out and tried to call for Naguk, screaming desperately for one last word, one last embrace from his father before the memory left him. The faint warmth of his father's arm around him dissipated completely.

Cold surged all around him suddenly, and then light cracked through, he reached for it and felt his body rising, just as his hand touched the edge of whatever was holding the light back, he felt pain wash over him and light sear his eyes. His hand moved to cover his face and the light diminished when he did.

He slowly moves to sit up, the orc is surrounded by merfolk, water all around them. The orc panicked as he suddenly felt like he couldn't breathe.

Noticing the orc sit up one of the merfolk came over and took his hands slowly. She looked into the orc's eyes, and the merfolk took a deep breath, she looked sharklike. Gurak struggled a moment, holding his breath as long as he could before he watched the merfolk. It was a woman, or, at least a feminine presenting one. She looked into his eyes. Gurgled something, her mouth moved at least, and he saw her take in a deep breath and then exhale. She touched his chest and nodded. He didn't see her mouth move again after that, but he heard her all the same. “Just breathe" was what she said.

Around them, multiple merfolk panicked and started to leave out the door. Various kinds of fish-faced people, sharks, and even a squid-looking person all shuffled out before he was able to focus on any of them for too long.

Gurak exhaled softly and then inhaled, he was surprised to realize he wasn't drowning. He looked down at himself, he was in some odd clothing, it looked like it was made of plants, woven together tightly. He looked at her and she smiled. Again a voice, seemingly from nowhere. “That's it meatfriend, just breath."

Gurak blinked and tried to speak, all that came out were garbles, the female merfolk smiled and shook her head. Her hand was still on his chest. “Air doesn't travel down here. The way you speak in the air is impossible." The soft voice said as if it was all around him. He thought at first it was telepathy, but it didn't seem right. It wasn't in his head, it was like the water itself was speaking on her behalf. The voice came from all around him.

She smiles gently. “For now, just breathe. We found you, many tides ago. You've been asleep down here. One of our scouts found you, and recognized you as the meatfriend." Gurak wasn't sure what that meant. She smiled softly. “Ahh, your face, says you don't remember." She points upward.

“Where the air burns, the ground is solid and dry. Our scout met you, and others with….soft on their skin." She didn't know the word for fur, Gurak surmised. “You offered meat, warm, delicious meat like they'd never had. You were dubbed meatfriend. They tried to speak your language, to thank you, but our way of speaking doesn't work above the water. When we try to push air, it doesn't make sense to you, nor does the sounds you make to us." However she communicated, it wasn't conventional, but there was no language barrier either, it felt like the intent itself was what he heard.

She smiles softly. “We speak through mana." She says softly. “The water is full of it. We use it to send our words to one another. We can use it to speak great distances. The air does not hold mana as water does, so when we try to speak through it like we do water, you can't hear us." She smiles and looks at Gurak. “Can you speak through mana?" She asks softly.

Gurak looked at her and tried his best. Focusing on the mana around him and trying to put words to it, then eventually shakes his head.

She nods softly. “That is alright. We're just glad you are okay. You've slept here for a long time. Your body was absorbing mana from the ocean to stay healthy, we were surprised you never needed food or water. So we thought perhaps you could manipulate mana as we do."

Gurak blinks a moment and puts up his hand, then focuses real hard, putting out his hand and thinking 'appraise' as he looks to the female merfolk. At first, nothing happened. He tried, again and again, it took time, it started to come into focus, and the screen would appear, flicker a moment then dissipate. He wasn't sure it would even work. It was a skill, but he'd always used a verbal component to activate it.

It took a moment, but, eventually, the status screen appeared for the merfolk. He looked it over, not interested in her stats. But her name was Merise. Looking over her skills, one was 'mana speech' so he used his adapt to acquire it. He put his hand down and dismissed the screen.

The woman seemed confused and surprised. Like she'd never seen a status screen before. He smiled and offered his hand. She imitated the gesture, he moved his hand to hers and shook it gently. She was a little surprised to feel his hand touch hers. Then carefully thought, focusing his words on the water. It took a few moments, but he managed “Hello."

The woman's face lit up and she looked like she squealed, which was quite odd to see a fishwoman do. She swam around excitedly before she returned and smiled. “WONDEROUS. MAGNIFICENT. DELIGHTFUL!"

He laughs, as best he can anyway, when he does, he feels something around his neck, like a collar. He reached up and touched it.

When she saw this she rushed to stop his hand. “Careful. Do not pull it off, that is what keeps you breathing. When we found you, you were barely breathing air. The god of oceans told us where you were, and to give this to you, so that you could breathe. He offered us a dungeon and this was one of the prizes inside. I had a vision of you, a man of green like the grass on land, and soft as red as fire"

The orc smiles and touches the hair on his head, it felt a bit longer, but he had been sleeping awhile. “Hair." Was all he could muster as he smiled at her. Touching the hair on his head.

Merise nodded her head softly. “Hair as red as fire." She said, and he smiled.

Gurak blinks and touches the necklace gently, then nods as he looks at her. Canting his head. He tries hard again, thinking hard about the word he wants to use. “Who?"

She smiles and moves to sit beside him, her white hair fluttering around her as she moves. “The god of oceans. He's a lesser known god" She looks to Gurak. “There are more than the nine elder gods. Gods of the ocean, and skies, fish and mountains." She smiles softly. “Gods of every sort exist. They're not as well known, maybe not as powerful, but they exist. And you yet live because of ours. Nereus, our god of oceans, servant of the god of water."

Gurak nods. She smiles. “You picked up mana speech quickly." He nods his head softly. “But you are unskilled. That is okay. We'll help you get better. Right now, when you speak it's like you are shouting and everyone nearby can hear it."

She looked like she giggled and smiled at him. The orc nods his head softly. He thought about it, less intensely, softer, and tried to push mana carefully this time. “Sorry."

She shook her head softly. “It is alright. I am impressed you can mana speak at all. I think you startled the others and that's why they left." She said, referring to the others in the room earlier.

The orc smiles a little, focusing softly like he had before. “Learned." Was his reply. He put his hand out, like when he'd called the status screen. Trying to explain, that was how he'd managed it.

She nods and smiles. “You are impressive, meatfriend."

He laughs, as best he can manage, no noise comes out, but his expression is one of amusement, and then focuses again, the more he does it, the faster it comes to him the next time. “Gurak. Name…..Gurak."

Her face lit up, once more. “Oh, wonderful. My name is Merise. I am a healer, a cleric of Nereus. You've been in my care."

Gurak nods and smiles. “Thank…..you." It was still taking him a bit of time to carefully think about the word he meant to say and try to push mana into it and outward. It was an incredibly strange sensation. Sort of like casting, but without words.

Merise smiles softly. “Keep practicing. You're like a child right now." She smiled softly. “I mean that as a compliment. You are the first dry walker we've ever spoken to."

He nods his head. “Wanted. To. Be. Friends."

She smiles and nods softly. “We are." Her hand pats his shoulder. “You rest here. I'm going to go find my superior and some food for you. You've been down here for so long and haven't eaten anything in all that time."

He nodded his head, and Merise departed. He wasn't sure where exactly he was. There was light coming from pillars around the room. Not from lanterns or sconces, but plants that grew up along them. It was like Greek architecture. At least it reminded him of it. There was no light coming from above. The room was rather spartan. His few things were on a table nearby. His staff and axe heads were missing, but his armor, what was left of it was there, as well as the clothing he'd worn, the only other thing there was his shield he'd gotten from the dungeon. His backpack lay there as well.

It was sometime later, the orc wasn't sure how long, before Merise returned, with a male merfolk, the man looked sharklike and vaguely familiar. “My superior was busy, but, someone who knew who you were wanted to say hello."

The shark almost roared in excitement as he swam over and hugged Gurak. “MEATFRIEND" A deeply masculine voice almost reverberated around him. Gurak blinked and hugged the shark back, laughing silently.

The shark smiled warmly. “Your meat was so delicious, thank you so much for sharing it with me and my squad. We thought about it for days afterward." Gurak's face darkened with a blush slightly, but he smiled.

Gurak focused lightly. “Happy. To. Share." Was his reply.

The shark grins and swims around the room excitedly. “Meatfriend speaks! Meatfriend is friend!"

Gurak smiles and offers his hand like he had to Merise. The shark imitates him and the orc shakes his hand gently. “Gurak." He moves his free hand to his chest. Using mana speech to send “Gurak."

The shark turns to look at Merise a moment then perks his eyebrows, did they just talk? The shark looks at him. “Seaton." Comes the reply as he looks at the orc. “Sorry for being so excited. I've never spoken to a dry walker before. I tried so hard when I met you, to thank you. We found the meat you left for us. It was almost as good as the fresh stuff you gave us!"

Gurak smiles and nods. “Glad."

The shark's face was lit up in delight. “Come, come, I want to show you the city." He turns to the female, and they exchange looks, she nods, and then he turns to Gurak. “Will you come?"

The orc nods, and Seaton takes his hand, pulling the orc suddenly outside of the room. The room led to a hallway, and a few more passages, Seaton's grip on his hand was firm as he led the orc through the maze-like structure, sometimes up a floor, sometimes down. The orc thought it odd initially. To have holes like that. But surmised that with the ability to swim up and down, stairs weren't important, so a hole was all that was needed.

It was a few moments before Seaton and Gurak were finally outside of the structure he awoke in. When he finally came out, he looked out over the valley, there were thousands of merfolk here. Houses as far as the eye could see, buildings of ornate and complex design, that strange plant, like he'd seen inside, creeping all through the sprawling underwater metropolis. He wouldn't call the place technologically advanced, but it was a marvel unto itself.

Seaton squeezed his hand and smiled. “I'm so glad I get to be the one to show you around." He carefully leans forward, his tail swaying side to side as he moves, his hand still holding Gurak who glides through the water at his side.

As they traveled, swimming far above the bustling city, something Gurak never imagined he'd experience. Seaton pointed out things. Like his favorite restaurant, where he played as a child. His friend's houses, his own house, and shops he liked.

Gurak finally spoke up after a bit of being led above the city. “Where. Going?"

The shark slows and eventually stops, looking at Gurak. “I...have to take you to the captain." He says softly. “You aren't in trouble, probably," Seaton says softly. He looks at the orc. “I hope not. I like you very much meatf….Gurak."

The orc wasn't surprised, he'd been known as 'meat friend' for who knows how long down here. With no means to tell them his name while he slept, that's all he was known as. Seaton smiles. “I promise, I won't leave your side though." His hand squeezed Gurak's own.

The orc nods and smiles. “Okay." was his reply, and Seaton began swimming again, though slower and less chatty now. It was a few minutes more before they swam down towards a structure. It looked ornate and rather important. Seaton squeezed Gurak's hand gently and smiled at him. To most others, a shark's smile, with all those teeth would probably be unnerving, but Gurak felt safe because of it.

Seaton led him inside and many individuals looked at him, shocked, some were scared, others looked terrified. Seaton ignored them all, holding Gurak's hand as he walked towards a room. He moves into the room.

Inside of it was another merfolk, this one looked like an octopus, his arms were doing various tasks, though all of them stopped when Seaton came in. It looked to Seaton and waited for him to speak up.

The shark looked at the other, and they exchanged glances, looked at Gurak, and then back to one another. The octopus and Seaton were in a conversation. Their hand movements and eyes made that much clearer. Gurak couldn't hear a thing though, and he didn't like it at all. He finally focused hard and almost shouted when doing so. “Please. Include. Me."

The octopus's eyes focused on the orc and it nodded before a soft effeminate voice was heard. “Apologies. I meant no disrespect. We often only speak directly to one. Conversations among many are not common. Where mana carries our words so well. Speaking among large groups gets to be very loud, very quickly, and it's hard to hear everyone." The octopus spoke softly. “I am Dalit. I am the one in charge of security in Ocea."

Gurak blinks and nods. He focuses and replies. “I. Am. Gurak. From. Land"

The octopus nodded its head softly. “I know. We've had Merise watch over you and had guards watching your chamber in case anyone came to harm you. Not all of us down here are keen on dry walkers."

The orc nods softly. “Lack. Of. Communication. Is. Problem. Dry. Walkers. Usually. Kind. Not. All. Good. Most. Good."

Dalit nods and replies. “Not any race is all good." She says softly. “Not any down here, and I imagine the dry lands are the same."

Gurak nods. “Many. Races. Many. Conflicts."

She nods her head softly. “The more fish in the sea, the greater the conflicts, I suppose, it's true even on land."

Gurak nods his head softly with a visible sigh. She smiles though, as much as an octopus could. “We'll help you get your things, and we'll send you back to the surface as soon as you'd like. While I enjoy your company, it's not safe for you to stay here. That's why you were so far from the center of our city. The heavier the guard, the more likely any who sought you harm would have looked there."

Gurak nodded. “Sorry. Did. Not. Mean. To. Cause. Trouble."

Dalit shook her head. “You did not. You merely showed up here. Nereus gave us a vision of you and what role you were to play in the future of the world. We often attempt to reach out to the landwalkers. It often goes poorly. Recently, we've seen attempts of your kind to reach us, but we've kept our distance when they approached. An odd iron fish with landwalkers inside."

Gurak blinked and looked at Dalit. “Probably. Blert. She. Is. A. Friend. Wanted. To. Explore. Ocean. Very. Curious."

Dalit nodded softly. “We saw where it came from and, we can take you back there if you'd like."

Gurak nods his head. “Yes. Please." It was probably Halfsea, meaning he was near there. The currents must have taken him pretty far.

Dalit looked to Seaton. “Take him back to the sacred shrine and keep watch over him. It's too dangerous right now. To try to lead him back to the dry land. We'll wait a few tides before we try to lead him up there."

Seaton nods and smiles. He looks to Gurak and takes his hand. Leading him out of the room and through the building once more. One of the creatures, a clownfish-looking individual shouted at Gurak.

“Get out of here, you filthy landwalker. We don't want your kind here."

It was loud and unfocused, everyone in the building heard it. Seaton gripped Gurak's hand and swam faster, coming out of the building and going upward as fast as he possibly could, even using magic to do so, altering the currents slightly to hasten his swimming speed.

Seaton stopped once they were sufficiently high enough. He looked to Gurak and squeezed his hand. “Sorry. A lot of the people here lost someone to the surface. We try, endlessly to contact and befriend your people, and we're always met with hostility. You were one of the first to not attack us on sight. I was practically promoted overtide when we made contact with you and no one was killed."

Gurak nodded his head. “Talking. Hard. Communication. Important. Build. Trust. Become. Friends."

Seaton nods and smiles. He swims casually, holding Gurak's hand and heading back to the large building far on the edge of town. Gurak relaxed and let Seaton lead him since his swimming skills were rather impressive. “Thank. You. For. Being. Kind."

Gurak said. Seaton slowed and turned to look at Gurak. He smiles softly. “You were kind first." The shark says softly. “And now you can talk with us. A little oddly, but you'll get better!" He smiles and moves in to hug the orc gently.

Gurak blushed and smiled, hugging the shark back gently. Was this customary with Merfolk, or was Seaton just a hugger? After a moment. Seaton took his hand again and swam for the shrine. It looked run down from the outside. He hadn't looked at it when they left. The illuminated city took his attention first.

Had a Greek feel to the design of it all. Seaton took him in the front entrance, and then back through the various passages, they were confused and he'd probably never remember the path taken on his own. When they returned to the room he'd woken up in Merise was in there setting out some plates of food, it wasn't a feast, by any means, but it was certainly more than one man could eat. Seaton brought him in and released his hand, swimming over to her. He looks over the trays of food and takes something off one, eating it.

Merise looks at him and swats him, no actual harm done, of course, he reacted like it hurt, and floats aside like he'd been struck violently. Merise looked like she laughed and pushed Seaton away.

Gurak swam over slowly. “Married?" He asked openly.

Seaton looked to Gurak and tilted his head. “What's married?"

Gurak thought about it a moment. He didn't want to make it sound gross. “Partner. Mate. Lover. For. Life."

Seaton looked at Merise and made a face. “To her!? Ew, no, she's my sister."

Gurak laughed softly. Merise shoved the shark again. She didn't have as prominent shark features, not like he did. But Gurak wasn't going to be rude. “Family."

The shark nods and smiles. Merise nods as well. “He's my big brother."

Seaton smiles and flexes his muscles for Gurak. Merise rolls her eyes and laughs softly. She then looks to Gurak. “He likes you." It felt like it was directed at him solely. Before she openly speaks, so both can hear her. “You can eat whatever you like. I'll bring some more when the tide changes. Seaton will be your guard. You don't need any healing. You never did, however, I was charged with your care since Nereus gave me the vision."

Gurak nods and smiles. She continued. “I'll be nearby if you need anything. There's a whole group of us here, clerics of Nereus and warriors like Seaton, watching over you." Gurak blinked, he couldn't really use magic, so he wasn't able to cast a wind barrier to detect anyone. His rank with wind magic should allow him to now, but he couldn't say incantations. He finally could cast it, probably, but can't.

Gurak didn't worry about it and instead swam over to the food, the plants along the wall giving off a good amount of light. As Gurak was looking over the food Seaton turned his head and nodded to Merise before she left the room, when the shark looked back at Gurak, it looked like the shark was blushing slightly.

The orc didn't think anything of it and picked up each thing, taking a bite of it and seeing how it tasted. Sadly, everything was kind of soggy, that just seemed unavoidable. The orc ate his fill of the things on the table before he went back to sit on the bedding he'd been lying on. It was soft to the touch at least. Seaton ate a few things before he swam over and sat beside Gurak. “Are you okay?"

The orc looked at the shark and nodded his head. “Yeah. Just. Worried. About. My. Friends. Also. Can't. Use. Magic."

Seaton tilts his head and looks at the orc. He opened his hand and almost as soon as he had a small ball of fire formed in his hand. The water around it bubbled, fighting tirelessly to douse the flame. Gurak knew water was stronger on the elemental wheel than fire. So the water should have put it out. He watched in awe as the fireball grew larger, the light of it illuminating the room like a small sun, as the water sizzled around it. Seaton dispersed it and the water filled the void immediately.

Seaton smiled warmly. “You can use magic just fine. You just have to learn how."

Gurak blinks, looks at the shark, and points to his mouth. “Can't. Incant."

The shark tilts his head. “What's an incant?"

Gurak ponders a moment. “Words. Used. To. Cast. Magic."

Seaton shakes his head softly. “You don't need to use air to cast magic." He takes Gurak's hand and holds it. His other hand opens and a fireball appears in it. Small and compact. He looks to Gurak. “The water is overflowing with mana. It's all around us, inside of us. It's the air where the mana is thin. Where casting is so hard."

He squeezes Gurak's hand. “Focus, in your mind, the spell you want to cast. Make sure it's nothing too destructive. We don't wanna damage anything in here, this is a sacred shrine."

Gurak nods and holds up his other hand, palm as he focuses on trying to cast a fireball like Seaton had. He put his hand out, and while there was a flash now and then, nothing sustained. Seaton grins at him. “Don't push mana into it." He says as he watches the orc. “Just think of the spell, you don't need mana down here. You don't have to push mana through your body to cast. The mana's already here, all around you."

Gurak nods his head softly instead of pushing mana through his body like he'd become used to. He just focused on a fireball. Almost as soon as he thought about it, and stopped trying to use his mana to empower it, the fireball came into existence. The thing almost filled the room, it was massive and much larger than the one Seaton made earlier. Gurak focused a bit and the size of it diminished, shrinking down to about the size of his palm. It sizzled in front of him, just like it had for Seaton.

Seaton did his best to not panic when the fireball came into existence, he stayed calm and waited for Gurak to shrink it down.

The shark smiles at him. Gurak was confused. “How did I do that?" The orc said as eloquently as if he'd spoken it with his lips.

The shark grins even wider. Now that the orc wasn't trying to push mana through everything he did, he picked up speaking easily. Although, the shark didn't think the orc noticed. Seaton replied. “You used the ambient mana to create the spell. It's how we cast magic down here. We can't use words to cast magic. We don't push air like we don't push mana."

Gurak nods and replies. “Magic. Is. Weird. Here." Back to the stunted way of speaking, without realizing.

Seaton chuckles and smiles at the orc. “You were speaking just fine a moment ago."

The orc blinked, had he? He takes a slow deep breath and instead of pushing mana to try and speak, he just thinks about it. “Like this?"

The shark smiles and nods. “Yeah, just like that, good job!"

The orc's face turned red as he was praised, and the orc laughed softly. “So all I have to do is not focus on it. It's so weird, not pushing mana through. I've spent my whole life having to channel mana into whatever I was casting."

Seaton nodded “That's what it's like being on the land. Mana is so hard to use up there. You can add to it, shape it, focus it, and control it. But you don't have to rely on your power here." The shark said with a soft smile on his face.

Gurak nods his head a touch and looks at the small fireball in his hand. The mana from the ocean was pouring into the fireball, keeping it alight, despite all the water around it. The water of the ocean was both trying to put it out and keep it alive simultaneously. He'd thought that the shark's fire magic was just that strong, but it was just the mana itself doing it.

Gurak dismissed the flame and then channeled a fire arrow, it appeared almost instantly. No incantation needed, then again, dismissed and he very cautiously channeled lightning. It formed into a small ball, it'd arc outward dangerously, but Gurak kept it contained and small. He smiles as he looks at it. Then dismisses it.

Next Gurak focused wind and made a small ball then spread it out. The wind pushed the water back and slowly filled the room. Gurak let the ball loose and it swelled outward, big enough for a person to fit inside. He stood up and stepped into it. He coughed up a lot of water at first but then took in a slow breath. Somehow the wind magic was separating the oxygen from the air, so he took a few breaths, enjoying the feeling of air all around him. He motions for Seaton to step inside. The shark did and looked around, smiling at the odd feeling of air on his skin.

“I wanna try something. Do you have any meat?" He asked, using his mouth to speak. The shark tilted his head and Gurak realized, the shark couldn't understand him. He put his hand out and touched the shark. Using his mana to speak like this. Directly. “Meat?" The physical connection allowed for the mana to travel easily.

The shark nodded and turned, stepping into the water, outside of the bubble before he returned. Several stripes of what looked like fish meat were visible on a tray of stone, he was about to eat one when the orc stopped him and shook his head. He takes the stone plate and puts it onto the table and then puts his hand on Seaton's chest again. “Need. Metal. Pan. For. Cooking. Knife. Fork."

Seaton listened intently, before leaving briefly and returning with all the requested items. They looked to be of human or dwarven make, likely things lost, stolen, or who knows. But he hugged the shark and set about cooking. He created a fire and used some stones to hold a metal pan over his fire. He started frying the fish, he didn't have any oil, but, that was okay. No seasonings either, but, that was fine too. This was just a quick and dirty cooked fish. He took some of the offered things that Merise brought as well and seared them up as well.

He let it cook and turned to Seaton, placing his hand on the shark's chest to speak to him in a way the shark understood. “Get. Friends. All. Eat."

Seaton looked excited and dove into the water to tell the others. It was only a few moments later before everyone was inside the air pocket. He expanded it so it filled the entire room, only the doorway was water now. The fire did more than enough to illuminate the room since the plants weren't working without water. It was a few minutes before the meat was done and he pulled it off carefully, using a short sword as a spatula, and then putting each piece onto the stone plate. He gestures to it and then takes one. He points to the meat, and then the fire. Trying to pantomime that it was hot. Seaton was the first to grab a piece, he winced and retracted his hand. Touching the others and likely telling them to be cautious.

Gurak picked up a fork and using a dagger sliced off a small piece, he ate it, it was a little bland, but it had crispy skin, and that was delightful in itself.

The others imitated him, Seaton included, each trying a few bites. Gurak dispersed the fire and once all the cooked fish was gone, closed the air bubble around them. Gurak noticed each of them glowed when they ate the food. So apparently he'd done something right, he hoped. The air left his lungs and the rush of water to replace it was an odd sensation.

Seaton swam around excitedly. “Thank you, meat friend, thank you."

Gurak smiled. “Sorry, I tried to warn you it was hot. It wasn't quite as good as it usually is when I cook, I didn't have all my normal tools and ingredients."

The others all slowly swam out content with the strange new food they'd tasted. He'd made a lot of friends that day, or so he hoped. And now the legend of 'meatfriend' was known by even more merfolk.

Seaton shook his head. “It was wonderful. I've never gotten to enjoy such a….krrrch...before."

Gurak nodded. “The word you're looking for is crunch. The skin was crunchy." The shark thought about it and nodded.

“That is a good word." The shark says softly.

He watched Gurak after they'd eaten and smiled at him. “I didn't realize how amazing you are. You have three elements." The shark said.

Gurak looked at the shark. “Not quite." He swam over slowly and, the burn on Seaton's hand wasn't too severe, it'd probably heal in just a few days, easily. But even so, the orc-focused and healing light filled the room, engulfing Seaton and healing just about anything that could have been wrong with the shark. Naturally, a blue glow radiated off the shark.

Gurak still wasn't used to the way mana worked underwater, so the heal spell was much larger than intended.

Once the spell ended, Seaton looked at his hand, not too surprised by it being healed. But Seaton was surprised to see that Gurak had four, not three blessings. "You have four, that's incredible!"

Gurak blinks and laughs. “Oh, uh, yeah." He smiles softly. “It's normal to me, so I don't even think about it being different from the norm."

Seaton smiles as he looks at the orc. “You are amazing. You picked up on casting underwater and speaking so fast."

Gurak blushed a little and chuckled. “I guess so. I've always been good at picking up new things." He imagined if he checked his status now, he'd probably have a new skill, water casting, or voiceless casting, he wasn't sure.

Seaton smiles and nods. The shark scooted up against him and put his arm around the orc. Gurak felt his face get warm with blush and the orc smiled at him.

Gurak looks at him. “Are you okay?"

The shark nods and smiles. “Yeah, are you?"

The orc nods a little. “I am. Just wondering why you are so close up against me."

Seaton looks between them and scoots away slowly, taking his arm from around the orc as well, feeling bad for intruding on his personal space. “Sorry, I didn't mean to."

Gurak shook his head. “Merise said something earlier, that you liked me."

Seaton's face turned almost blue, he looked away. “S-she what? P...paha….I ha, no...she's just j-joking."

The orc canted his head. “You sure? Your face changed color and you can't even talk now."

The shark huffed at him, or, it looked like that at least before he crossed his arms. “S-so, maybe, I just talk funny after a good meal!"

The orc chuckles. “So you don't like me?" He makes a pouty face at the shark.

Seaton growls, he feels the water reverberate as he does. Then the shark slumps and sighs. “Sorry…. I do like you. But nothing can come of it."

Gurak nods his head a little. “What does that mean?" The orc asks.

Seaton sighs and looks at his feet. “I dunno. I'm not expecting anything from you. I just wanna spend time with you before you leave."

Gurak nods and scoots up against Seaton gently. The shark looked flustered. The orc put his arm around him and gave him a little squeeze, and the shark wiggled, either from excitement or nervousness.

Gurak looked at him and smiled. “Are you okay?"

The shark nods. “Yeah, I just...I never thought I'd get to talk to you, or even sit beside you like this, I'm all nervous now."

The orc smiles. “Well, what do you like to do, for fun?"

The shark blinks. “Well, swimming, sometimes I'll swim up to the surface and look at the sky, all the little lights up there are pretty, but it's hard to see from down here. Even during the light time, the light from the sky doesn't reach down here very well."

The orc nods. “We call those, stars."

The shark looks at him. “Stars?"

The orc nods again. “Stars. What do you call the thing that rises in the mornings, the big ball of light?"

The shark makes a deadpan face as he looks at the man. “We call it the skyfire, of course. It's so obvious."

The orc laughs silently and nods. “We call it the sun." He points up, at the ceiling mostly, but, beyond it, is his intent. “All those little lights, that you see out there. Are suns, just like ours."

The shark squints and looks at the orc. “You're messing with me."

The orc blinks, then shakes his head. “I am not. I swear it on my life." He looks up. “Each of those little lights is a sun, just like ours, but it's so, so far away, that they look that small." He smiles. “When you go outside, and you look at town, you can see the lights down there, right?"

The shark nods a little. “Of course."

The orc smiles. “Then, when you get closer, the light gets bigger."

The shark nods a bit.

“It's the same concept, but on a vastly larger scale. The sun is far larger than our world. But there are more suns out there, an uncountable number, in fact." He smiles as he looks up. “And they're constantly flickering and warming the worlds that circle them."

Seaton looks up, imagining the sky. “You promise this to be true?"

The orc nods. “I do."

The shark looks up still. “How do you know this? Does the surface dwellers' magic reach so far?"

The orc shakes his head. “No, nothing like that.." He turns his head to look at Seaton. “Can I tell you something? It's a secret, a pretty big one. You can't tell anyone, not even Merise."

The shark tilts his head a little confused by this, but nods, willing to be the orc's confidant.

The orc moves his hand to interlock his fingers with Seaton's own, giving it a gentle squeeze. “I'm not from this world. I was born a human, on a world called Earth. I lived about forty years as that man, Gregory." He keeps looking up at the ceiling, imagining the night sky, a rush of memories coming as he thinks about his old life. “I died there, as we all do eventually. The gods of this place offered me the chance to be reincarnated here. To live out a life I'd always dreamed of, compared to my little bland life on Earth."

He keeps his gaze upward. “Back home we had a greater understanding of the natural world. We had ways of looking at the smallest things, and making them look huge so we could study every detail, but also, we could look out, past the sky and at other worlds, so far away, we'd die long before we ever reached our destination. Our kids would live long full lives and they'd never see the place either. It would take centuries of travel, and generations of families to reach the place we saw through the means we had."

The shark looked at Gurak, both terrified and amazed at such marvels.

The orc smiles though. “And, despite all that. All the amazing things we had back home. I'd still rather be here instead. I love this world, I love these people, I love this place." He turns to look at Seaton and leans up, kissing his cheek. “That's why I came back, I decided, this was a place worth protecting."

Seaton looked confused but smiled all the same. “So...what does that mean?"

Gurak looks at the shark. “It means, I'm going to save as many people as I can." He looks to Seaton. “And, I want you to help me."

The shark blinks, his face darkening slightly, and a blue glow radiates off of him suddenly. “M-me!? But I'm just a scout."

The orc nods. “I know you think that you feel that way. But, you are more than that. You're smart, and kind. Sweet and helpful. You want to make the world better than it was." He squeezed the shark's hand gently.

Seaton looks at the orc. “But...I can't leave."

Gurak nods. “I know. I'm not asking you to. But, you could be my friend in the ocean." He grins and moves his free hand up, stroking Seaton's cheek. “I'll take care of the world above, and you keep things down here safe and peaceful." He says as he looks at the shark. “I'll be meatfriend, you can be oceanfriend." He grins at the shark.

Seaton grins back, a little silly expression on his face.

The orc watches him. “You can say no. I won't be mad or hold any ill will towards you if you did. I can figure it out on my own if I have to. But I'd prefer to have friends at my side."

Seaton shook his head. “I'd want to. If it wasn't for Merise I'd go with you. She takes on more than she can handle. So I take care of her."

Gurak nods. “Well, someday, I'll have a little place to call home, maybe you and Merise can come to visit when I do. Or live there too...if you wanted."

The shark's face darkened more as he looked at the orc. “Live with you?"

The orc nods and smiles. He looks into Seaton's face. “If you wanted to. You could live with me and my friends." He moves his hand from the shark's cheek to his chest, rubbing it gently. The shark looks at his hand and swallows gently.

“I...I'd like that, and I bet Merise would too." Seaton almost squeaks out.

Gurak rests his hand there. The shark's skin was rough and firm. Warm to the touch but as soon as his hand drifted away the slightest bit, the cold replaced that warmth.

The shark's breathing was faster, his eyes looking at the orc's hand and then the orc.

Gurak smiled. “If I'm making you nervous, I can stop."

The shark shakes his head. “No, no that's not it." He laughs, his expression relaxing as he does. He watches the orc. “I've just...spent so much time taking care of my little sister, and focusing on my job I haven't...had a mate before."

Gurak chuckled, he kind of expected that, by this point. Anyone he seemed to fancy was unaccustomed to such attention.

The orc stood up slowly and moved to stand in front of Seaton. His hands move to rest on the shark's shoulders as he leans in and presses his nose to the orc's face. “It's okay. We don't have to do anything at all."

Seaton shook his head. His hands moved to the orc's hips and pulled him in. As Gurak was pulled in against Seaton, he felt the bulge in the shark's clothing. It was fabric or at least fabric-like, and the bulge wasn't very noticeable from looking at, but it was certainly felt when he was pulled in close.

Gurak grunted softly, but no noise was heard. He smiles and wraps his arms around the shark gently, hugging him. The shark wrapped his arms around the orc in return. Holding the slightly smaller man.

Gurak sighed softly. “This is nice."

Seaton nods, nuzzling his head against the top of Gurak's head. “It is. But I won't lie, I've been aroused since you woke up, I've just been ignoring it as much as I could."

Gurak moved his hand down to grope the shark gently, causing the man to tense up and almost growl. Gurak laughs softly against the shark and hugs him again.

Seaton nuzzles the orc's head lightly. “W, will you be my first?" Gurak leans back and moves his hands up to stroke the shark's face affectionately.

“If you want me to be." The orc replies.

Seaton nods his head softly. He moves his hands slowly and pulls the shirt off the orc. It wasn't quite as ornate as what Seaton himself wore, but it covered the orc at least. The clothing slipped off Gurak easily enough, as the shirt was removed. Seaton saw the orc's hairy chest for the first time.

He moved his hand to touch and rub through the hair, he shuddered and smiled at the orc. “This feels so nice against my fingers…"

The orc laughs and nods. “A lot of folks up there have hair like this. If they're covered with it, head to toe, it's usually called fur. Because I only have it in a few places, it's called hair."

The shark nods and moves his hands to rub from belly to chest, then to rub into the orc's beard and hair atop his head. “I've wanted to touch this since I saw you. But, Merise said I had to ask permission first. It was so hard, watching you sleep for all this time and never getting to touch your f...hair."

The orc chuckles and smiles. Letting the shark's hands roam and explore his chest and beard. Those fingers eagerly explore the orc's body as he relaxes there. He looks to Seaton after a few moments.

“I take it you don't have hair or fur like this. No one down here does?" Gurak asks.

Seaton shook his head softly. “No. We have scales, skin, bone, and armor. Nothing like this."

Gurak grins as he looks at Seaton. “One day, you'll have to come up there, where it's dry, and feel my hair when it's dry. It feels very different when it's dry."

Seaton nods and smiles. He rubbed his hands through the hair slowly still, before his hands moved down to pull the orc's lower clothing down and off, they slid off easily enough and the orc's arousal, thick and uncut twitched in the water. The shark's hand wrapped around it slowly as he smiled. “It's so warm."

Gurak tried to moan, but of course, no discernable sound came out. The orc pumps his hips and presses his face in against the shark's neck. “Mmph...that feels so good."

Seaton blushed as much as a shark could and smiled. Leaning in to nuzzle the orc. Gurak's hands moved to tug on the shark's clothing gently. “You should get naked too." He told the shark.

Seaton smiles and nods. “I know." He leans in and kisses the orc's cheek as best he can before he stands up and undresses, his clothing slipping off just as easily as Guraks had, the shark's lower clothing slipping off soon after and the larger male completely naked now.

The shark grins as he leans in and hugs Gurak. Who returns the hug, before Seaton gently pushes off from the floor with his foot, and floats in the water above the floor. His arousal was humanoid in appearance and even uncut like Gurak was. It seemed pretty common among folks here.

The pair floated in the water, cuddling and touching one another intimately, till the shark's hands moved to the orc's own, pulling them to rest on the shark's rump as he growled softly, the vibration of it felt through the water.

“I want to feel you, inside of me." He rumbles and leans in, nuzzling the orc firmly.

Gurak smiles and nods. “I wanna feel you like that too." He grins wider. “I was just taking my time. Enjoying this moment."

The shark grins back, those teeth fully on display as he looks at Gurak. The orc leans up and kisses him right on the snout.

Seaton's hands moved down to stroke the orc and himself, the shark's body floating around with Gurak, as he pulled the orc in closer. Guiding the orc's length to his untouched ring of muscle.

Gurak was surprised at how aggressively the shark wanted to be mounted. He'd met many folks in his time, but never one so dedicated about being fucked like this.

Gurak's hands rubbed the shark's sides slowly, as Seaton lined them up, his legs holding Gurak in place, before he finally found the mark and

pulled Gurak closer with his legs, the shark's hand not letting go of Gurak till he sunk into that ring of muscle.

Seaton's face turned to an expression of pain, but he didn't relent and only held Gurak tighter. The pair floated slowly as he held onto Seaton. Each movement causes a little more orc dick to sink into the virgin shark rump.

It was a few moments before the orc and shark were fully pressed together. The shark's legs were around the orc's waist, holding him as they drifted around the room slowly, the shark's tail swishing slowly from time to time to direct their movements. The feeling of that tail moving while hilted inside of the shark was intense. Like all the walls inside squeezed down around him as Seaton did that.

Gurak's hands held Seaton's hips as he started to rock his body, it was a little difficult, honestly, to get much speed or power in his movements. With no sturdy place to plant his weight, their intimate movements were slower, more deliberate, and more passionate. He couldn't jackhammer into the shark, he didn't have the leverage, but he could pump smooth and slow, kissing up along the shark's neck and around his gills before up to his snout and face.

Seaton rocked his body, pushing down against Gurak's movements, the pair were making love, like Gurak had never felt before. Not just because they were floating around the room while doing it, but because of the limited power and speed, it was somehow more passionate.

Their bodies worked together, his length sinking in and slipping out slowly. The orc's hand moves to engulf the shark's arousal and stroke it nice and slow with their movements. Seaton rocked his hips faster as the orc stroked him, which in turn made his thrusts into the shark a little faster.

Seaton floated around, allowing them to bump into walls or the ceiling from time to time, more interested in the pleasure shared between the pair than their place within the room. Seaton's hand came to rest on Gurak's wrist as he made a face and finally spoke. “I...I'm getting close."

Gurak smiles and kisses the shark's chest a few times. “Good, show me how a big handsome merfolk cums."

Seaton, hearing that, stopped holding himself back, he felt the pleasure well up inside of him as Gurak kept pumping his hips and hand. The shark leaned his head back and growled. The sound of it making the water vibrate slightly, as he did, face contorted in the throws of pleasure, his shark dick throbbed and his ass pushed down hard, as well as that tail swishing suddenly, causing the muscles in his backside to constrict like nothing before.

Gurak tried to groan as well, unable to hold himself back any longer as his length throbbed inside of Seaton and flooded him with orc cum, the orgasm burned through his whole body like it had been months since his last orgasm. It was like every nerve in his body was suddenly alive and on fire in the best way possible. Gurak gave a few more thrusts into Seaton as their orgasms hit and tapered off.

After their intense orgasms, the pair just floated together, their arms wrapped around one another, and the shark tail swaying slowly to direct them around the room carefully, the shark released somewhere in the room, lost amidst the low light, and the shark's tail, every time it swayed and propelled them a little further, made the orc's body shudder in pleasure as he stayed hilted as long as he could, before his length softened enough to slip free.

Seaton and Gurak stayed close, and the orc peppered the shark with kisses the whole time they floated around the room, ignoring all the responsibilities that awaited them outside of this moment.

Neither made any move to leave the others embrace, till Seaton turned his head and smiled, then looked to Gurak. "We should get dressed. Merise and the others are headed our way."

Gurak nodded and slowly slipped away, he and the shark got dressed quickly and moved to sit back on the bed Gurak had been resting on.

A few minutes later Merise and the others come in, apparently talking among themselves, not that Gurak heard any of it. He was ushered to lay down by Seaton and after all the exertion of the day, his body felt incredibly worn out, and he started to drift off, while Seaton stroked a hand over his head tenderly.