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The Adventurer's Guildhall in Bergburg always hosts the most interesting of characters in all of the Wildlands. It holds training grounds and lodging and places to relax, including a tavern where the members can talk business to potential patrons.

There are two adventures which have made their time there: Luza and Liza, the spirit-bonded monk “twins." A regimen of spiritual awakening and martial discipline does not a living wage create, and once they felt they were ready to get back into some amount of normalcy, the two realized that they needed to use their talents to make a living.

They didn't expect that the youth who wanted their aid wanted to go to the Tower of Darkness. It had been an ordeal for the two of them, with the trauma brought on by the Dark Queen of the tower being the reason they have been out of commission for so long. But, when they saw the board, they knew they had to answer the call.

The quest-giver is a young man, not too far out of boyhood, and still filled with the starry eyes of youth. When he speaks, his spiky hair bounces and twitches, often mimicking his emotions. He leans over the table at the booth they are at, his grin wide, and his body shaking.

“So, when I heard you two were in on the expedition to the tower, I couldn't believe it! I wish I had heard about it, but I was busy off somewhere else at the time. You know how it is."

The twinned pair sit side-by-side, Luza smiling and Liza frowning. Luza's fingers crawl down the booth, finding Liza's hand. She laces her fingers through hers and clasps their hands together, causing her frown to fade.

“Oh, we know, alright," Luza says, tapping Liza's leg. Liza glances at Luza, blinking, and her eyes widening.

“Yeah, cool!" their patron says, pulling out a map and rolling it out in front of him. “So, the Baroness says that there's another monster setting up shop there. We can't let that happen, right? So, why don't we go in, a smaller team, and infiltrate the place? Unless you think we need more people?" He glances up to them, eyes shifting between one girl and to the other

The two of them keep their eyes upon him, but the slight nudges of their fingers, the brushes of their thighs, and the small hums rising from their lips communicate all that they need to say to each other.

“I think we can handle it," Liza says. “The danger of the tower came from the Dark Queen herself. Any monster in there shouldn't be a problem. None of them were any real threat when she was defeated."

“Except for you," Luza teases.

“And the Black Knight," Liza adds.

“Oh, and Adaeze,"

“Yes, yes, but we're all better now."

“You… worked for the Dark Queen?" The young adventurer's hair droops. His shoulders slump.

“Not really," Liza responds. “I was corrupted and controlled by her."

“And we were both controlled by another being beforehand," Luza adds, brushing her fingers over her collar. “It's fine. We've gone through some training, and we're eager to see if our mental fortitude has improved enough to fight off such compulsions."

“Ah, I see," the adventurer says, rubbing his chin. “Well, as it so happens, I've got a little experience in the whole 'mind-control corruption thing' myself. You don't think that's going to be a problem?"

Luza looks to Liza. Liza tilts her head, quirking an eyebrow. Their commissioner just nods as he mutters some of his thoughts on the mission.

Liza is the first to speak up. “So, yes, I think we should test to make sure you're ready to handle what you might find at the Tower of Darkness."

“Oh, indeed!" Luza says, squeezing Liza's hand harder. The two lean in over the table, their breasts right in the view of their associate, their lips now in mirrored smirks. “The Dark Queen had a lot of… particular perils in her dungeon. We need to make sure that you're ready for them."

The commissioner looks up from his ponderous state, blinks, and gasps, his hair standing on end and his face turning red. “Wait, I thought the stories were just rumors drummed up by bards wanting to spice up a tale."

“Oh, no…" Liza says, leaning her cheek towards Luza.

“The tales are very, very real," Luza says, turning her face towards Liza. Their lips hover just inches apart from one another.

“The Dark Queen of the Tower of Darkness was quite a lewd individual," Liza says.

“Oh, yes," Luza adds. “She was so lewd that Liza and I had to face off against each other for her enjoyment."

The two lift their hands, showing how intertwined they are. The young man on the other side burns a bright red, something they watch from the corner of their eyes with their own heartbeats rising together in sync.

“And you know what made us overcome her spell?" Luza asks.

He adjusts his scarf, loosening it around his neck, gulping. “W… what was that…?"

“It's a fact," Liza begins, her tongue poking out to lick at her lips and barely touch Luza's. “We already did lewd things to each other of our own accord that made it so easy to break free from her."

“Yes, indeed," Luza adds. “And that's why, partner, we need to know that you can handle things when they get…raunchy."

“Oh, my, very much so," Liza adds, turning away from Luza so now that their cheeks are touching. “So, comrade, what do you say?"

“Do you think you can take things at their most hedonistic? Or shall we end this discussion now?"

The two stand up, blowing him kisses as they slink away, heading off to their lodging, leaving the young man to make a significant decision. Will he join them, or will they spend the night alone?

The truth of the matter is that neither Luza nor Liza are ever really alone. Even when separated physically, the two have achieved a connection that binds them together. That does not mean that they don't enjoy the benefits of being nearby, and take time to appreciate each other whenever they get the chance.

Waiting for their spiky-haired commissioner is just one such opportunity. Once they enter the room, they fall upon the bed, hands exploring familiar curves and folds. Lips touching well-known erogenous zones, and fingers undoing garments they've helped to dress and undress repeatedly.

When the hot-blooded youth enters the inn room, he's greeted by two naked bodies with tangles of blue and green hair writing over each other, the blue on top of the green. Luza lifts her head, while Liza's hangs down from the edge of the mattress. Both of them lay upon each other, breasts squished together, giving him a teasing sight. “Oh, nice of you to join us," Luza says, then climbs up from her pair. The two move in such graceful unison, scooting on either side of the bed but giving him no view of their goods.

“We've been waiting for you," Liza continues. “Please, make yourself comfortable and join us."

“Oh yes," Luza adds. “Don't be the only one left out."

Their commissioner gulps, but steels himself, grabbing onto his top and lifting it up over his head. Both women lean in, their eyes shimmering with delight at the thin, toned body of the adventurer is revealed before them.

“My, doesn't he look smooth?"

“Smooth and soft,"

They giggle at that.

“Hey. I'm a hardened adventurer!" He says, thumping his chest, coughing gently as he still wears his glove. He rectifies this by taking it off as well. Soon, he shimmies out of everything, the two women watching his every fumble and movement before he finally jumps out of his boots and pants, kicking them aside. He stands there, crossing his hands over his chest, his manhood in full view. “T… there! Now, let me see you!"

“Oh, but you don't already?" they say, both in unison.

“No, you're covering your-se-elp!"

They leap up from the bed. The two's graceful movements a blur of blue and green. Soft, warm breasts press up against the commissioner's back, and fingers run down over his chest, full lips brushing over his own.

He shudders, closing his eyes when he feels the contact, becoming putty in the womens' hands. Still, Liza springs him back to life when her fingers brush down between his legs and up along his shaft. Liza then pulls her mouth away, and he spreads his lips, his tongue flicking out, seeking more contact.

Liza giggles, getting onto her knees in front of him. Her hand is soft, her palm slides over him with a slickness to it. After all, they had prepared for his arrival, including slipping a bottle of their traveler's lubricant upon Liza's hand.

Luza presses her body up against his back, and the commissioner looks over his shoulder towards her. What he receives from her is a kiss, much deeper than that from Liza. She wraps her arms around him, keeping his arms pinned against his sides while her palms rest over his breast and heart. She hums into his mouth, her tongue seeking to explore every nook of his mouth. But he fights back, squirming under their hold, thrusting his tongue against hers, attempting to wrestle it for control and to find out what she tastes like.

Liza squats in front of him, her other hand stroking up along his thigh. Her eyes flash up towards him, but he's too distracted to see. She lets her fingers fondle along the bottom of his balls, rolling and groping her with her fingers. The two of them had worked with men before, and Liza knows just how much one can go to straddle the line between pleasurable and painful experience. She doesn't quite go there; she keeps it in the realm of safe massaging, coaxing feelings from him that he probably never felt before.

The commissioner's hair stands on end while he kisses Luza. His face is a bright red, and he still tries to break free, his moans muffled by Luza's mouth. She seeks to remedy that, pulling herself away from him and stepping back, hands behind her back, a wide grin on her face.

Saliva strands between he two and drips down over the commissioner's chin. His mouth is agape, and his groan fills the room, causing him to clamp his mouth shut and turn even redder.

“What's the matter? Liza asks, looking up to him, swapping hands as she massages and strokes him. “Afraid to show off how much you enjoy our touch?"

“If you can't handle this," Luza says, walking up beside Liza, “then, you certainly cannot handle the perils of the tower.

He reaches out, seeing Luza's breasts right there in front of him, sticking out, ready to be tended to. But she grabs his wrists and pulls him in, his chest squishing against hers. She kisses him again, Liza's hands letting go, wrapping around Luza's thighs, and grabbing him again.

The commissioner fights again to kiss Luza, and this time, she lets him explore, giving him a little bit of exploration. But, as soon as all of this begins, it quickly ends. The two of them slip away, hop back up onto the bed, and sit with arms and legs crossed to hide their assets from his view.

Their commissioner stumbles forward, clutching at his chest, catching his breath, and looking up to them, dumbfounded.

“Oh, don't you worry," Liza says, leaning in and placing her lips upon Luza's.

Luza holds it a moment, and then pulls away, looking back to their commissioner. “We're nowhere near done with you. So, think you can last another round?"

“Please," Liza adds, “Don't disappoint us," and the two pout, and then they giggle at each other like schoolgirls.